the landlord is a former

Shi Jinzhi vowed never to eat grapes and cherries again in this life.

In order to retaliate against Mao Mao for destroying two of her favorite fruits, she "taught" her severely that night, and then let her sleep in the guest room on the first floor for three consecutive days.

Fu Baiqiu couldn't hold back his daughter-in-law's anger, coaxed and kissed and hugged and held her high, and finally went all out, used all the small toys in front of Jinzi, and was forgiven and returned to the master bedroom.

On the day of the concert, Weibo was extremely lively. CP fans from all over the country met at the Rongcheng International Sports and Art Center to form a team to celebrate the New Year.

In the "Giraffe CP" super-chat, a large number of humanities and small cars have sprung up like mushrooms, and all kinds of touches such as writing, painting, editing, and ps are gathered together.

Two hours before the start, Shi Jinzhi brought his wife backstage.

Some of the staff were inspecting the layout of the site, and some were debugging the equipment. The weather at 35 degrees was really muggy, and everyone outside was sweating profusely.Qiao Lu invited everyone to drink Starbucks out of his own pocket. When he saw the two of them coming, he bought them together by the way.

"Coffee is just dog food, it tastes good enough."

After dismissing the assistant, Qiao Lu sat down with a matcha latte in his hands, raised his legs, and swept his eyes around the couple opposite, finally falling on the red mark on Shi Jinzhi's neck.

Gee tut.

Shi Jinzhi took a sip of the iced coffee, feeling refreshed all over, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you should find one too, since you're in your thirties and still single, not ashamed, a little~" He stuck out his tongue.

Just looking at Qiao Lu's appearance, anyone who is not straight will think that she is a T. Since she was a child, she prefers to dress in a neutral style, but who would have guessed that this person is actually straight.

After she separated from Fu Baiqiu last year, she contacted Qiao Lu when she returned to China for the first time, told him that she had recovered her memory, and promised to be her guest at this year's birthday party without mentioning the past.

At that time Qiao Lu told her that he fell in love with a little painter.

"How do you talk? Who is in their thirties? You are only 31, and you are two months older than me!" Qiao Lu raised three fingers and wiped his neat short hair.

Shi Jin came forward to ruffle her hair, laughed loudly, and quickly hid in his wife's arms when she got up to hit someone, "Ah, wife, she wants to hit me."

Fu Baiqiu very cooperatively protected Hibiscus in his arms obediently, gave Qiao Lu a warning look, and then said warmly to the person in his arms: "It's okay, she dare not."

Qiao Lu: "..."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

"Cub, stop making trouble, your head is sweating." Fu Baiqiu took out a tissue, carefully wiped off the perspiration on her forehead, and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner.

"Well."

Qiao Lu couldn't see it, and turned his face away in disgust: "I'm tired of being a person, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, goodbye." After finishing speaking, he was about to get up.

"Don't, Sister Lu~" Shi Jinzhi quickly grabbed her, pushed her back into the chair and sat down, "I was wrong, stop making trouble, take a break."

Hearing his daughter-in-law calling others "sister" in a sweet and greasy voice, Fu Baiqiu frowned slightly, and calmly pulled her back to his side, wrapping one arm tightly.

"It's almost there."

"Hey, where's your little painter?" Shi Jinzhi restrained his jokes and asked solemnly.

"what?"

"Just a little painter you said you liked last time."

Qiao Lu's expression changed slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and he whispered: "No progress, I just followed her on Weibo, bought her paintings, and know nothing about it."

"Male and female?"

"......female."

Shi Jinzhi and Fu Baiqiu looked at each other, both were stunned, and said in unison: "Aren't you a straight girl?"

"I..." Qiao Lu was at a loss for words for a moment, "What's wrong with straight girls? Straight girls can't express affection for the same sex?" He said and wiped his neat short hair.

"A straight girl flirts with a concubine, and the sky strikes like lightning." The wife and wife once again said in unison.

Qiao Lu defended: "I didn't say that he was crooked. Two straight girls are called socialist sisterhood. Do you understand?"

puff--

"Did you leave no contact information?" Shi Gossip Jinzhi asked.

"No." Qiao Lu spread his hands, "The communication is limited to private messages on Weibo. She doesn't reply very often, and the replies are very polite. I think the online acquaintance is unreliable, let alone my wishful thinking. Forget it."

"..."

The sudden silence was a little strange.

"But I will still buy her paintings. I like them so much. I don't mind showing them to you." Qiao Lu slapped his hands, his eyes revealing fans' obsession with idols, and then brought his own backpack , Digging and digging inside, took out a picture frame the size of an A4 paper and handed it over.

Shi Jinzhi had been curious for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

An oil painting, in which there is a straight and endless muddy path, surrounded by weeds and lush trees, a girl in a white skirt is running with her skirt up, only a little silhouette and most of her back.

The sky was very blue, with two or three cotton clouds floating in it.

She is not a professional and doesn't know how to evaluate. She only feels that the composition and color tone look very comfortable. The girl's hair is messy and her skirt is flying, as if she is about to run out of the painting.

"This is a custom painting I asked her to draw. She said that the person in the painting is herself. Hey, it's a benefit for me as a fan." Qiao Lu's eyes were drunk, and his tone was a little swaying.

I have a lot of collections at home. Apart from spending money, I often leave messages on the other party's Weibo and get to know their faces well. This is the benefit.

Although her little painter refused to show his face.

"Early summer?"

Fu Baiqiu stared at the signature at the bottom of the painting, and murmured, "Is this her stage name or her real name?"

"stage name."

"How old is she?"

Qiao Lu thought for a while, then pondered: "Should not be more than 25 years old."

"!!!"

early summer...

Isn't that the signature Xia Lan used to send her paintings?

Fu Baiqiu frowned, and looked at the painting carefully again. It was a very familiar painting style, and the girl in the white dress in the painting looked about in her early twenties, although she only had a back view.

I remember last year when she took Xia Lan to the beach on her graduation trip, she was wearing a white dress, and she took a picture of her, the skirt was flying in the wind on the beach, but her hair was not as long as in the picture.

"You talk, I'll go to the bathroom." Fu Baiqiu's mind was in a mess, and he found an excuse to go out.

"It's so beautiful." Shi Jinzhi admired, but when he looked up, he found Qiao Lu staring at him motionless, and was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Lu pointed at her neck and clicked twice: "Looks like last night was quite intense."

The traces are quite obvious, and it's clear at a glance how to get it on. At this moment, the attack and the attack are clear.

Shi Jinzhi pressed his neck | and raised his chin proudly: "My girlfriend kissed you, you didn't."

"I didn't expect it, Jinzhi, you still accept it after getting back together."

"???"

"Remember to tell your girlfriend not to be too ruthless in planting strawberries, be careful of killing people." Qiao Lu said seriously.

Shi Jinzhi blinked, not knowing why: "Why?"

"My own Baidu."

"..."

Clear water was flowing from the faucet, and it would automatically shut off after a while. Fu Baiqiu took out a paper towel to wipe his hands, raised his head, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Get your hair done and your makeup done.

She took out her mobile phone, found Xia Lan on WeChat, and sent a message after organizing her words briefly.

[Xia Xia, do you use the name "Chu Xia" when you sell paintings online?]

Today is Saturday, and Xia Lan doesn't go to work. She should be cooking or eating at the moment. If she happens to swipe her phone, she will see the reply soon.

After waiting for a while, sure enough——

【right】

【What happened to my sister】

Fu Baiqiu's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, took a deep breath, his heart suddenly hung up, he couldn't move up or down, as if he was choked by something.

What kind of evil fate is this.

【Are there any customers who have bought your paintings many times】

【Have】

【Do you know the identity information of the other party】

【I only know it's a girl, surnamed Yu】

???

【Then have you ever made a custom painting for this customer surnamed Yu】

【Have】

!!!

Fu Baiqiu pursed his lips, quickly tapped the screen with his fingers, entered a long paragraph, and finally deleted it.

【Do you want to get to know this Miss Yu】

【In no mood】

Then Xia Lan sent another sentence: [Is this someone my sister knows?]

Fu Baiqiu was a little dizzy, he didn't know how to reply for a while, turned off the screen, turned and walked back.

Pushing open the door of the living room——

"If you don't give it, you won't give it."

"Come on, sister deer, let me be healthy~"

Qiao Lu raised her right hand high, and raised the mobile phone above her head. Shi Jinzhi hugged her other arm and acted like a baby. She didn't know what novelty was on the mobile phone, and clamored to see it.

Fu Baiqiu's eyes darkened, and he coughed lightly.

The two people who were playing around stopped at the same time, turned their heads together, and saw that her face was not very good-looking, and her head was full of confusion.

"Jinzhi, come with me." Fu Baiqiu said coldly, glanced at Qiao Lu, turned and walked out.

Shi Jinzhi's heart skipped a beat, he and Qiao Lu looked at each other for a moment, and obediently followed out.

Following all the way to the corner where there was no one beside the stairs, Fu Baiqiu stopped suddenly, turned around and pulled her into his arms, his lowered eyes heavily blocked her lips.

"Well--"

The dexterous tongue flicked over like a fish swimming in water, easily grabbing her and curling up wantonly, with a little anger and strength, without leaving a single gap, and did not teach her to stop for a moment.

When Shi Jinzhi was submerged in the sudden wildfire, her feet felt weak, she almost fell, and had to hook her shoulders. Unexpectedly, the world spun, her back touched the cold and hard wall, and the flames became more and more fierce.

When she was about to suffocate, Fu Baiqiu let go of her.

The slender knuckles raised her chin, and her voice was cold: "Did I allow you to act like a baby with other people?"

"......I don't."

Her face was as black as coal, and the sea of ​​vinegar in her eyes was churning. The strong sourness almost ate through the cornea. Shi Jinzhi had never seen her express emotions so straightforwardly. His heart shrank suddenly, and he looked at her in fear. ,

"No?" The strength of the hand increased a little, "I was blind just now?"

"Because we're friends—"

"Did you forget that you fired CP with her?" Fu Baiqiu interrupted in a cold voice, his mind was filled with old things, and he was extremely irritable.

"She knew you before me, knew you better than me, and met you that I have never seen before. Isn't it enough to have so many advantages? Are you still acting like a baby to her? You still want to leave everything that belongs to me and is left to me. give her?"

Some things are rotten in my heart, brooding on my heart.

When she was in high school, she was very envious of Qiao Lu, even jealous, because Qiao Lu knew Jinzhi when she was very young. The two grew up together, ate the same meal, and slept in the same bed. Let her be relieved.

In that happy time that belonged to Jinzhi, she did not exist.

When they were together, went abroad, finally had their own small world, finally drove all irrelevant people out of their lives, and finally planned the future together, but something like that happened.

Now they are finally getting back to each other.

"Maomao..." Shi Jinzhi held her hand, as if he was listening to someone else's story.

So it turns out that she has been brooding over these unnecessary things in her heart?

When did her possessiveness become so strong?

Fu Baiqiu's eyes were reddish, he turned his face away, and forced his anger back to the bottom of his heart. After all, he couldn't bear to get angry with his lover, so he could only consume himself.

"My wife, I'm sorry." Shi Jinzhi lowered his eyelashes, "I promise not to act like a baby to others in the future."

"Wife~"

"Mao Mao~"

Shi Jinzhi gently grabbed the corner of her clothes, raised his head, and kissed her on the cheek fawningly, "Don't be angry, your Jin is obediently aware that she was wrong."

She was so good, Fu Baiqiu felt a little regretful, he didn't hold back for a moment, he was too impulsive, thinking, he grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips to kiss it.

This is what it means to be coaxed.

Fu Baiqiu didn't watch the entire concert, fearing that he couldn't stand the scene of the two of them sharing the same stage, so he sat in the lounge and played games with Xia Lan.

Originally wanted to check Weibo, but she would definitely read Fanrenwen, and she got angry after reading it. For the sake of her emotional health and daughter-in-law, she couldn't click on Weibo.

The game time passed quickly. After the stage sharing part was over, Shi Jinzhi came back. He originally planned to go to the birthday party after the concert, but seeing that Fu Baiqiu's expression was not very good, he had to cancel the plan.She spoke to Qiao Lu's assistant, and the two were about to leave.

"Excuse me, is there a girl named Yu beside Qiao Lu?" Fu Baiqiu suddenly stopped and asked.

The little assistant was stunned for a moment: "My surname is Yu, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask, thank you."

"..."

When he got home, Fu Baiqiu went upstairs to take a bath in suspense.

Now the master bedroom on the second floor seems to be the room of the two of them, and the clothes are also stored in the same cabinet, mixed together, and sometimes they take the wrong ones accidentally.

Fu Baiqiu took a shower and wiped off the water, and was about to put on his clothes when he found that the inner K was holding his daughter-in-law's. He opened the door and poked his head and shouted, "Baby, help me get the inner K."

"Okay." Shi Jinzhi responded in the room.

After a while, footsteps approached from outside, and the two exchanged the inner K in their hands calmly, which has become a habit.

Three, two, one.

"Cubs!"

Fu Baiqiu yelled loudly, and opened the bathroom door again, "What did you bring me?"

After saying that, he raised the black T. letter K in his hand.

"Just wear this, I want to see it." Shi Jinzhi laughed so hard that her flowers trembled, and stepped back two steps away.

She secretly bought this for his wife. It is hotter than last year's leopard bikini. When she thinks of her wife who is sometimes sullen and sometimes bright, she feels more suitable.

"Here, I have it too, for couples." She took out a pair of red T-shaped K from the nightdress hanging on her arm.

Fu Baiqiu: "..."

Playing tricks?

Dao is one foot tall, and she is one foot tall!

Fu Baiqiu didn't say anything, An Jing put it on, put down the nightgown to cover it, and went back to the room as if nothing had happened.

Shi Jinzhi dawdled for a while before going to take a shower. She was in a good mood and hummed a little song while washing. Suddenly, she heard the chaotic sound of the piano coming from outside. She was startled, speeded up to finish washing, put on her clothes and went out.

The warm yellow lights are warm and bright, and the first thing you see is the straight back of the man sitting in front of the piano.

Fu Baiqiu held the music book in his left hand, and pressed the keys with his right hand, still very slow and stuttering. After pressing for a while, he began to practice the fingering that he had taught a while ago.

She has long fingers and big palms, and she is an octave hand like herself, and it is not difficult to span eight scales.

Shi Jinzhi watched from the side for a while, then walked over with folded arms, full of interest: "Student Fu is serious and hardworking, I am very pleased for the teacher."

"You're excited, aren't you?" Fu Baiqiu raised his eyes and chuckled, "Come here and continue to teach me."

"Okay, pay the tuition."

"what?"

"Ms. Jin, an internationally renowned pianist, charges 8 yuan per hour for lessons. I will give you a 89% discount for friendship, 6000 yuan. There are five lessons in total, with a total duration of [-] hours. The tuition fee is [-] yuan." She said. She curled her lips into a coquettish smile, and counted with her fingers, looking serious.

Fu Baiqiu sneered, and matched with her performance, he said, "Professors from the Conservatory of Music are only a few thousand more expensive, do you think I don't know the market?"

"Well, it's okay if you don't want to pay tuition."

Shi Jinzhi bent down with a smile, supported the piano cover with his elbows, rested his chin with both hands, lightly blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes, and said softly: "As long as classmate Fu falls in love with my teacher and stays with me for a night, I will give you free money." teach you."

"Okay."

Fu Baiqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up slowly, and stuck it up to face her, "What kind of posture does Teacher Jin like? I can do it, and I promise to make you feel comfortable."

There was a shadow in front of her, and Shi Jin had her back against the piano, and as she approached she had to lean back, her half-body almost lying on the piano cover.

"Still...not..." She panicked.

what happened?

Acting and acting come true?

Fu Baiqiu held her hands tightly, with a sly smile in his eyes: "Teacher-student love as promised, Teacher Jin can't go back on his word, first Z and then A is very good." He pressed her on the piano cover superior.

"Don't, Maomao, I was wrong—"

"late."