Peach Branch Bubbles

Tao Zhi suddenly felt that if you are alive, you really cannot underestimate your life.

For example, when she was in high school, the ugly long trousers were seen by someone she liked was probably the most desperate thing in her life. She didn't expect the person she liked to see her walking in **** underwear after seven years.

He has to mention it.

Tao Zhi looked at him expressionlessly, and pointed to the door: "Get out."

Jiang Qihuai didn't move, he raised his eyes, as if he was just about to say something.

Tao Zhi instantly rushed to the door in three and two steps, padded his feet and raised his hands, covering his eyes with both hands and leaning in front of him.

"You didn't see anything," she threatened in a muted voice, "you are blind, you know?"

The girl's warm body fits tightly, without a layer of fabric barrier, and the touch is more distinct. When she pressed it up, the soft yarn on her body scratched his mouth and fingertips.

The sense of touch combined with the vision just now, one after another shook the tense fragile nerve.

Jiang Qihuai rolled the tip of his throat and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Tao Zhi took a deep breath, her face was embarrassed and feverish, she stubbornly covered his eyes, for fear that a little light would appear from the gaps between her fingers to let him see: "Then you go out!"

She fooled his eyes and fiddled with him to make him turn his back, and then pushed the person out until he was pushed out of the bedroom.

Jiang Qihuai had just been withdrawn, and the next second, Tao Zhi hit the door with a "bang" and slammed.

"..."

Jiang Qihuai leaned back against the bedroom door, stopped listening to the music inside, and then quieted down.

He lowered his eyes and sighed, then raised his hand and rubbed his swollen eye sockets.

Jiang Qihuai washed his face, walked into the kitchen, washed the grapes in the refrigerator and put them in the fruit plate, glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and cooked beef soup.

Hot on the small fire seat, he glanced at the bedroom door, thinking about letting Tao Zhi go downstairs to take the notebook from the car, and sit on the sofa in the living room to deal with work.

The smell of beef gradually wafted out, and it was noon when everything was done, and there was still no sound in the bedroom inside.

Jiang Qihuai raised his head, closed the notebook and put it aside, got up and walked over.

He stood at the door and knocked on the bedroom door: "Zhizhi."

no sound.

Jiang Qihuai called her again: "I'm eating, are you hungry?"

There was still no one in the bedroom, and there was a dead silence.

Jiang Qihuai waited for five seconds and said, "I'm here."

This time, Tao Zhi's low voice instantly sounded from the door: "Don't come in."

Jiang Qihuai ignored her and directly opened the doorknob.

Her door was unlocked, Jiang Qihuai pushed the door a little bit and waited a few seconds before entering.

Tao Zhi spread out on the bed, with the quilt covering his head from his feet, with only a little bit of pitch-black head exposed outside.

Jiang Qihuai raised his hand, tapped the top of her head with his fingertips, and said helplessly, "Tao Zhi."

Tao Zhi wriggled like a small animal under the quilt. He pulled up the edge of the quilt with his fingers, and covered the exposed tip of his head.

Jiang Qihuai pulled the quilt and slowly lifted it up a little.

The small half of Tao Zhi's face buried in the pillow was exposed.

She had changed her clothes and wore a soft white cotton short-sleeved home clothes. She pressed her two arms under her body and rolled herself into one.

Looks very autistic.

Jiang Qihuai laughed.

Tao Zhi heard it, her face was still stuck in the pillow and she refused to lift up, but she twisted in the quilt twice unhappily, and then kicked him with her foot.

Jiang Qihuai grabbed her tender feet, pinched her ankles and put them back into the quilt, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I am autistic." Tao Zhi's voice was muffled.

Jiang Qihuai smiled and asked, "Why autistic?"

"I don't want to talk to you," Tao Zhi said suffocatedly. "You don't care about me, I want to stay alone."

Jiang Qihuai: "It's not a big deal--"

Tao Zhi tore open the quilt, turned his face, and interrupted him angrily: "You still said! Why did you mention my long trousers!"

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

"This has been a matter for so many years! It has been a matter for so many years, you still have to mention it!"

Tao Zhi really felt ashamed. The more he talked about it, the more he felt ashamed. When he talked about it, his eyes became red: "Then how do I know that you are still in my house? I thought there was no one at home. Try it."

Tao Zhi narrowed his mouth and choked affectionately: "You still laugh at me, I'm so embarrassed and you laugh at me."

Jiang Qihuai was stunned.

He had never seen a grievance like this because he felt embarrassed, and he almost cried himself out of anger.

Jiang Qihuai sat on the side of the bed and said patiently: "What shame, it's not cute."

He said that he thought of Tao Zhi's self-confidence in the room, he couldn't help but laughed again.

Tao Zhi was completely annoyed. She stuck her feet out of the bed and kicked him: "You're still laughing! You just want me to make a fool of yourself!"

Jiang Qihuai licked the corners of his lips, letting her kick him, then raised his hand and gently grabbed her two ankles to hold him: "How can this be considered ugly."

"Just do it," Tao Zhi whispered, grievingly, "throw it away later, I won't wear it again for the rest of my life."

"Why don't you wear it," Jiang Qihuai rubbed his fingers, rubbing the slippery skin with his fingers, bringing up a little numbness, "It looks so good to wear."

Tao Zhi couldn't help but shrank his feet slightly, unable to twitch.

Jiang Qihuai clasped her ankle, ran his fingertips across the slender ankle, moving gently, and said in a low voice, "I'll wear it every day from now on."

Jiang Qihuai didn't go to the company and spent a whole day with her at home, but no one was idle. After finally taking his ancestor out of the bedroom for lunch, he kept holding the computer at work.

Tao Zhi also exported all the photos taken in the "SINGO" studio yesterday. She spent almost a day in the studio and took a lot of photos. Tao Zhi picked one by one among a large number of photos, and then opened the software. Post-processing.

Throughout the afternoon, the two of them did their own things, one leaning on the sofa and the other sitting at the small tatami table in front of the French windows, the atmosphere was harmonious and quiet.

It wasn't until six o'clock when Fu Xiling returned home that the silence was broken.

Fu Xiling rarely worked overtime today. The anti-theft door code lock was opened after a while, carrying a bag on her back, and the little girl walked in and said as she walked in, "Can you really eat for cooking? Will it be poisoned? of."

"Who do you look down on, how do you think I survived when I was abroad?" Ji Fan followed, carrying two large plastic bags in both hands.

Inside, Tao Zhi and Jiang Qihuai turned their heads almost at the same time.

Ji Fan paused.

Fu Xiling: "Huh."

Tao Zhi: "Huh."

Fu Xiling: "Learning God is here."

Tao Zhi pointed to the owed one behind her: "Why are you here?"

Ji Fan's expression changed the moment he saw Jiang Qihuai, he squinted his eyes, "What are you doing at my sister's house?"

Jiang Qihuai was actually a little too lazy to take care of his childish provocation like a three-year-old.

But after so many years, as the only high school friend who has always been in contact with him, and also let him know so much about Tao Zhi, Jiang Qihuai decided to cooperate with him.

Jiang Qihuai: "What are you doing at your sister's house?"

Ji Fan said uncomfortably, "This is my sister's house, what happened to me?"

Jiang Qihuai nodded, lifted his chin in the direction of the sofa next to him, and said flatly: "It's okay, just sit down."

Ji Fan: "..."

Is this your home or what? ?

Fu Xiling glanced at Jiang Qihuai, then at Ji Fan, and finally at Tao Zhi.

Tao Zhi blinked at her.

Fu Xiling nodded clearly, and pulled Ji Fan's coat chain to the kitchen: "Hurry up, the fish is still in the bag."

Ji Fan was dragged into the kitchen by her, took out the same ingredients in the bag, and then went to the sink to wash his hands.

Fu Xiling had washed her hands and was unpacking a bunch of spinach. She picked it out and put it in the basin while whispering, "Why don't you like to learn God?"

Ji Fan lowered his head: "I don't dislike him."

Fu Xiling gave a "Oh" and whispered, "Then when you see him with Zhizhi, you will be like a cat with exploded fur."

Ji Fan frowned and said of course: "That's because he is not worthy of the branch."

Fu Xiling choked and didn't know how to refute it for a while.

She paused and said, "Then I think you are quite supportive of Zhizhi and Dr. Jiang, and you are also helping to trick people out for dinner."

Ji Fan took the fish out of the bag and said nonchalantly, “It’s useless to eat more meals. Zhizhi doesn’t like him either.”

So Jiang Qihuai is different, people like it.

Fu Xiling rolled her eyes and asked, don't you understand this in your heart?

"I also don't think that learning God is worthy of being a branch." Fu Xiling agreed. "It's just the youngest investment director who likes Zhizhi alone for so many years. Then he works well, earns a lot, looks handsome, and is tall. NS……"

Fu Xiling stopped, raised her head to look at him, and said slowly, "It's just a little bit taller than you, and nothing else is good."

Ji Fan: "..."

Ji Fan didn't know why, listening to Jiang Qihuai being said by Fu Xiling, he hated him even more.

Unfortunately, this person who was even more hated by him in the last second followed him into the kitchen, and rolled up his shirt sleeves unhurriedly with his eyes down, "Come on, what do you do?"

Fu Xiling glanced at Ji Fan, put down the spinach in his hand, and told him the names of the dishes.

Jiang Qihuai glanced over the ingredients on the flow table and nodded.

Fu Xiling went out, Tao Zhi was lying on the sofa holding her mobile phone, and when she heard her coming out, she raised her head and waved to her.

Fu Xiling sat down, leaned forward and took a look, blinking: "What are you doing?"

The phone in Tao Zhi's hand stopped on the WeChat name modification interface. She tapped the screen with her fingertips, typed in one word by one, then operated it, and finally locked the screen.

Fu Xiling glanced at the phone in her hand, without a protective cover.

She pointed to the kitchen: "The mobile phone of learning God?"

Tao Zhi nodded, and said with a serious face: "Did I take his cell phone just now?"

Fu Xiling shook her head and said solemnly: "Nothing."

Ji Fan learned how to cook when he was abroad alone, and Tao Zhi had eaten it a few times. The taste was barely passable, but when he met Jiang Qihuai, he obviously only had a hand in hand.

The two moved very fast. Tao Zhi and Fu Xiling were only half watching the variety show. They were already having dinner when they were lying on the sofa discussing which little fresh meat is more handsome.

Tao Zhi closed the plate, jumped off the sofa and jumped over. He leaned over to Jiang Qihuai and looked forward. Five dishes and a bowl of soup, cola chicken wings and steamed fish occupy the large plate.

With a few people seated, Tao Zhi was hungry all afternoon. They were acquaintances and had no rules to pay attention to. He couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and take the lead in picking a chicken wing into the bowl.

Halfway through the nibbling, she thought of something, raised her head with a chicken wing in her mouth, and then stretched out the chopsticks to pick another one and put it in the Jiang Qihuai bowl.

"Try your own craft." She bit the food and said vaguely.

Jiang Qihuai raised his hand and tapped her head: "Swallow and talk again."

Ji Fan sat on the opposite side and was forced to enjoy the boring interaction of the couple for a minute. He rolled his eyes, took a picture of the table with his mobile phone, and then clicked on WeChat to send a circle of friends.

With words-Xiaoye's craftsmanship.

Fully transparent Jiang Qihuai, all the credit is taken for itself.

After sending it, he refreshed the circle of friends, and then pulled it down.

One by one, Ji Fan stopped moving until he reached a certain circle of friends. He looked at the phone screen blankly for three minutes, then raised his head, his face struck by lightning. Looking at Jiang Qihuai with a similar expression: "No, brother, can you be like this when you are in a relationship?"

Jiang Qihuai earnestly held the chicken wings Tao Zhi gave him, and focused his eyes on it, without raising his head, "Which?"

"What else?" Ji Fanle was gone. He didn't even think that Jiang Qihuai would post such things, but it didn't prevent him from still wanting to disgust him. "Do you look at your circle of friends for yourself? Why don’t you remember what you posted?"

Jiang Qihuai put down his chopsticks, picked up the mobile phone at the table and clicked on WeChat to open the circle of friends.

His WeChat is very clean, basically there is nothing, but now there is something different.

His WeChat name has been changed, and the four characters are stacked two by two, and a small pink and tender peach-shaped icon is added at the back.

——Branches and peaches [Peaches]

Click the first one in Moments.

——LOVELOVE! My girlfriend is the cutest in the world! [心][心]

Below is a self-portrait photo of Tao Zhi. The little girl is sitting behind the computer with her head tilted and looking into the camera. A black long-haired baby with two **** **** like a baby with her lips curled up and her narrow, narrow eyes curled up with a smile. stand up.

Published an hour ago, there are already a bunch of comments below:

[Li Shuangjiang]:? ? ?

[Jiang Zhengxun]:............?

[Zhao Mingqi]: My fucking? ?

[Wang Fuzi]: Congratulations, teacher.

[Lin Suyan]: Huh? ? ? ? ? ?

Later, his colleagues in the company hesitated but did not lose their cordial blessings to the leader. The words even contained a slight panic that was not easily detectable.

Jiang Qihuai: "..."

Tao Zhi bit the chicken wings as quiet as a chicken, and looked to the side nonchalantly, while he couldn't help but glance at him secretly from the corner of the light, wanting to see how he reacted.

She watched someone Jiang sit next to her and looked down at the one in the phone, and his style of painting was completely split into two extreme circles of friends, and she was silent for at least one minute.

Then, he moved his finger, calmly long-pressed and saved the selfie she sent, and set it as the cover of the circle of friends under her eager gaze.

"..."

Tao Zhi:?