The Lover’s Prattle

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She couldn't make a voice, and patted the bedside table every time she was called, where Qing often held his cell phone, and Qing Ruo pinched his cell phone and smashed it into the bedside table, as if it was a piece of brick.

Qi Shengguang was summoned into the bedroom from the kitchen with a banging sound, wearing an apron, holding a spatula in one hand, and standing at the door watching her.

If Qing Qing is still smashing, Qi Shengguang's mobile phone is the latest model, and he bought a limited edition. Anyway, the paint on the bottom is almost gone. The degree of back wear is definitely not what this phone should be.

Qi Shengguang had oil in his hands, walked to the bed, looked down at her, and asked with a temper, "What do you want?"

If Qing Qing tilted his head and couldn't answer, he threw the phone behind him and reached for the apron he was wearing.

She has pinholes on the backs of both hands, her body is too poor, and her self-healing is slow. She has n’t had a needle injection recently, and her pinholes are starting to look a little darker.

Qi Shengguang was pulled down by her neck and was a little impatient. She put her spatula behind her back and held her tightly with her wrist and arm.

There were slippers on the ground, and she didn't wear them, stepping on his feet, one hand wrapped around his neck, and one hand yanked the apron.

Qi Shengguang walked every step hard. She would also look down to see her stepping on his instep. With the movement of her toes, he walked slowly. Fortunately, the fire was off in the kitchen, and missing one dish was not a big deal.

At the back is his private residence. There is a small living room. Every room in the house has her slippers. Qi Shengguang puts down the spatula in the kitchen, and Zai carefully wash his hands with hand sanitizer.

Holding her to wash her hands, the water coming out of the water pipe was behind her, and he could only reach out and put light water as far as possible so as not to splash her back.

She washed her hands and hugged the person to the living room to put on slippers. She was wearing his cotton t-shirt, and he was wearing his track pants underneath. The pants were very big. He rolled her several rolls of trousers and looked like a new version of wide-leg pants.

"Sit down and eat for a while." Qi Shengguang touched her head, she couldn't understand anyway.

He didn't have any sharp things in the living room, so he put them away. Except for the items placed, she could only play with photos.

The photos that used to be displayed in the exhibition hall are now her toys. She tears them by hand, and sometimes the remaining part is more beautiful than he originally took.

Qi Shengguang returned to the kitchen to serve the food, came over and hugged her, Qing Ruo sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with various photo fragments on the ground.

He looked down at the photo on her hand, frowning at the **** on the ground, and raised his hand to rub her hair.

Qing Ruo raised his head, his black eyes looked up at him, his figure reflected, a bit distorted.

He squatted down and held her up with open arms, "I'm eating."

It's like instinct. Even if her life is all blank, she will react when she smells the fragrance.

The stomach screamed, and Qingruo looked down at his stomach in his arms, tilted his head, and stuck one palm up.

Qi Shengguang laughed. In the morning, he took the bread and milk to the bed, but he did not feed her too much. Seeing her doubtful, he took her to the chair and sat with her palms. He moved it against her little hand and rubbed Rubbing her belly, "Hungry?"

I don't understand.

He didn't need her to understand. Vegetables and meat were added to the bowl, blown cold and delivered to her mouth, she just needed to open her mouth.

He controlled her appetite, feeling that she was almost full, wiped her mouth and hugged her back to the living room, changed to a clean sofa, and gave her a stack of photos.

Feeding food was slow. She wasn't particularly cooperative. Sometimes she always wanted to reach out and catch things. When Qi Shengguang returned to the kitchen for dinner, except for the rice in the rice cooker, the dishes on the table were all cold.

After he eats, he needs to give her medicines to supplement her body energy and various nutrients and vitamins.

I bought the kind of food for children, and each medicine is made into the shape of a small fruit, and the color is very eye-catching.

No need to coax, he gave her and she ate.

In the afternoon, take pictures.

Not enough photos alone.

He had emptied the large room where the photo was taken before. There was nothing in it. The curtains were closed and the lights were on.

Before the second floor of the exhibition hall, the lighting was done according to the standard studio. As long as she appeared in the lens, he could only hold his breath.

She seems to have a tacit understanding with him, he can grasp every beautiful picture in the lens, and she can make that beautiful.

Without emotion, she has become the darling of all the shots, or the figure that all shots are looking forward to.

Every move was natural, without human emotions. Her movements were like wind, she could perceive, and came from heaven and earth.

Qing Ruo was sitting on the ground, carpet was on the ground, and there was geothermal. Qi Shengguang changed her white shirt. She wore a long white shirt. She stayed on the ground for a while, a little hot. Pull on the suit.

Loosely, she sat on the ground with her head down and a slight frown, which was to no avail for a long time.

He watched quietly here, and she pushed hard, and the button that had been pulled for a long time was finally torn off, and the button fell to the floor and disappeared.

At this moment she turned her head and grinned, pulling her shirt by one hand.

Laughed.

Qi Shengguang froze.

Qing Ruo turned her head and continued to pull on her clothes.

Qi Shengguang's camera fell to the ground without feeling. He came towards her, slowly crouched down, and the outstretched hand stopped in the air.

The voice was soft as if she was afraid of the wind from her speech.

"Qingruo."

She looked up and looked at him, but her eyes were still blank.

She didn't know he called her, she just looked up and heard her voice.

Faced with her eyes, Qi Shengguang shook her lips stiffly and gave her a forced smile.

When Qing Ruo had just bowed his head, he reached over and supported her chin.

The clothes on her body made her uncomfortable, and her gaze was fixed on his face, but she couldn't concentrate.

Qi Shengguang reached out to give her a button and looked at her with strange colors inside. He slowly said, "Qingruo, this is your name, you know?"

She didn't understand, but he gently undressed her, and she was free from restraints. She felt comfortable and her eyes were bright.

Qi Shengguang reached out to cover her eyes, and her palm was patted gently by her. Qing Ruo reached out and wrapped around his neck.

Qi Shengguang was holding her up, she let go of her hand first, and pushed him along.

Get up and pick up the camera over there.

Qi Shengguang followed her, only to find that the camera had fallen to the ground.

His camera was a bit heavy. She was struggling to hold it, probably a gift. Perhaps she had watched him take too many photos, but she took the effort but had standard movement.

He squatted on the ground, her camera facing him.

She couldn't open her mouth, but he just knew and smiled softly at the camera.

For many years, someone was photographed again, and he actually laughed.

Qi Shengguang took care of her at night and took photos in the workshop.

Except for one of him, everything else is her.

Qi Shengguang washed his photo, shaking his fingertips while holding the photo. The room in the back of the studio was already full of her photos, and he put his own photo in the middle.

Because Qi Shengguang said that she was not well, he had to accompany him when shopping.

Zhou Yuhe thought about it and called Zhou Zhihe. After all, two women and a man were shopping or something. In case she was shown by Xiu Enai, there is a person who can block it next. It is not appropriate to call other men. Your brother is the best fit.

Zhou Yu and the first time I saw Qing Ruo, or someone Qi Shengguang likes very much, dresses herself up very well. She must be clean and beautiful and respectful, and she should not let her feel that she has nothing wrong with Sheng Guang. It's bad to be jealous.

Zhou Zhihe waited for her to change clothes in the living room for two hours. If she was not curious, the person who would win Qi Shengguang would have left.

In the parking lot in the business district, Zhou Zhihe greeted the person in charge early. He didn't have to worry about the parking space at all. As soon as he saw the license plate security personnel, he ushered in and led them to the parking lot.

The two parking spaces set aside were together. Before Qi Shengguang arrived, they sat in the car and waited.

Zhou Yuhe took out the small mirror in his bag and took a closer look. Then he patted Zhou Zhihe's arm and pointed at his face. "Is there any problem?"

Zhou Zhihe took a serious look and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Except for the ugly ones, everything is fine."

For a slap.

Zhou Zhihe raised his arm and blocked it easily. Zhou Yuhe patted himself with a sore hand and was about to continue. Zhou Zhihe nodded at the entrance. "Here it is."

A ladylike appearance in a second.

Already contacted by phone before, Qi Shengguang drove the car directly and nodded at the two people first.

After parking the car, I walked around to the front passenger seat and opened the door.

Zhou Yuhe and Zhou Zhihe got out of the car and never looked away.

People were embraced by Qi Shengguang.

I wore a casual outfit with a good brand and a soft texture.

Her skin was very white, Qi Shengguang bent towards her, took a hat out of the car, and lowered her head to put it on.

If Qing Qing raised her hand to take it off, he wore it again, and she continued to take it off.

Qi Shengguang couldn't help it, sighed and touched her hair gently and smiled, put the hat back and took out the umbrella.

Zhou Yuhe stood on the side holding Zhou Zhihe's arm, and found that calling his elder brother actually had to be shown.

The two finally came over. Qi Shengguang held Qingruo's waist, half-armed and half-embraced, and stretched out the umbrella. Her arms stretched out from her to her side.

I just saw a faint face, now the two turned to Zhou Yuhe and saw the positive face.

First feeling, clean. Temperament is clean, just like frozen ice in the North Pole, without any impurities. Then I felt pretty.

Zhou Yuhe laughed, no wonder Qi Sheng Guangzai was not surprised.

She greeted with a smile, Miss Chou's attitude was low and friendly, and she introduced her name, "You can call me peace."

If Qing couldn't understand, she looked at her with eyes full, but she tightened a little to Qi Shengguang's side, and now everyone is strange to her.

Qi Shengguang hugged her and patted her hands around her waist, explaining with Zhou Yuhe and Zhou Zhihe.

Zhou Yuhe listened with pity and sympathy, but Zhou Zhihe had been wandering, but nodded casually.

Eyes, it seems.

However, how could a sad despair come from overwhelming, a clean and dust-free.

Business has divided several areas, the main grades are different, four people went directly to the high-end product area.

Thinking of Qing Ruo's Qing Ruo, Zhou Yuhe always walked beside her. Even if she didn't understand, she always talked to her gently, probably feeling her kindness. Qing Ruo had been pulling Qi Shengguang from the beginning, until After that, she would have turned her head to look at her, and when she was talking, she looked at her mouth with a small arc in her corner.

Zhou Yuhe's vision was beyond doubt, and Qingruo chose a suit she thought was suitable. A pink skirt would make her white complexion brighter.

She held the clothes and stretched out her hand toward Qing, but she looked at Qi Shengguang and said, "I'll take her to try on clothes."

Qi Shengguang shook his head and turned to ask the clerk, "May I take my girlfriend to try on clothes?"

Two people were like conjoined babies from the entrance. The clerk nodded. "Yes." The gentle and considerate man, the point is, very handsome.

Qi Shengguang took Qing Ruo into the fitting room. The new, beautiful things, women instinctively like.

He changed her clothes, there was a mirror in the fitting room, Qi Shengguang hugged her from behind, put her chin on her shoulder, looked seriously, and also seriously appreciated, "Do you like it?"

She wouldn't answer, just smiled, watching the person in the mirror reach out and touched the cold mirror. Her fingers were still unwilling to withdraw and moved from her to his face.

His face was blocked by her hand in the mirror, she moved away, his face appeared again, and she was putting it back.

He tilted his head and pouted at the mirror.

Qi Shengguang chuckled, turned her around and took her hand to his face. "Here."

Soft and warm to the touch, unlike the mirror.

If Qing Qing could hold up, Qi Shengguang hugged her and let her play with her face to change her skirt.

Get out of the fitting room and pass the skirt to the salesperson. "Trouble-pack it. Some of each color needs a set."

The salesperson took a corner of his mouth and took a peek at Qingruo. One of his hands was still resting on Qi Shengguang's face, which caused his voice to be a little off.

Well, I have to add one more comment, not only very handsome, but also very rich.

There are five colors in this skirt and five bags.

Zhou Yuhe twisted Zhou Zhihe's waist and motioned him to mention it. Zhou Zhihe lazily gave her a look.

Zhou Yuhe didn't realize it for a while.

Zhou Zhihe stepped forward, "I'll take it."

Qi Shengguang put the umbrella in a bag, holding the person in one hand and holding the bag in one hand, smiling gently and appropriately. "no need."

On the way home, Zhou Zhihe was lazy and Zhou Yuhe said, "You will rarely touch your photographer and girlfriend's things in the future."

Zhou language and strange, "Why?"

Zhou Zhihe didn't answer her, but just added, "If you want to be friends with him, just listen to me."

Qi Shengguang's cleanliness is definitely not the most serious physical contact, but the half disabled person called Qingruo.

Except for himself, I'm afraid he can't accept who touched her.

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photo.

Yours, and mine.

—— [Black Box]