Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

There was a burst of crisp and clear voices with strange accents in the yard, and then the door of the ward was pushed open.

"Wow, it's so hot~ Ayang, you guys are so poor here! You are talking about department stores, it doesn't matter what you want, the things they sell are ugly and old-fashioned!"

Zhong Qing was wearing a white peaked cap, which she took off as soon as she entered the door and threw it on the table. She leaned on her knees and put her face in front of the electric fan, complaining and blowing the air.

Xiao Maotou followed behind with big bags and small bags, his hands full.

His head was sweating profusely, his hands were tense, and he was panting from exhaustion.

It was different from the dirty and dusty clothes when I came at noon, and I wore a new set.

White round neck short sleeves, black overalls, white sneakers.

The hair, which was always messy, was also cut into a short round inch.

The whole person becomes clean and refreshed.

Jing Yang put down the origami in his hand, grabbed a shirt and put it on, rolled up the cuffs and glanced over his head, talking lazily.

"You still buy so many things if you don't like dirt?"

"Wow! Do you have a conscience?"

Zhong Qing wrinkled her small face and yelled at the electric fan indignantly, "I didn't buy it to visit the sick! Little Mao Mao, go cut the watermelon, I'm thirsty!"

"Oh." Xiao Maotou put away his things, shook his arms, picked up a big watermelon and walked into the bathroom.

He only understood half of what he said, and with what she pointed at, the meaning of ordering him to cut watermelon was still understandable.

At home, watermelons don't need to be washed, they are cut directly with a knife.

But after getting along for a long time, he found that this young lady is really particular about her life.

Followed her out, thought he was sloppy, went to the department store and bought him a new set from head to toe.

When I eat lunch at home, I have to rinse the bowls and chopsticks again with boiling water, and I complained several times about the table that has been used for many years.

Speak directly, without hiding anything.

Those who can't understand it directly dislike it.

After eating the food I like, it is so hot that I have tears and snot, but I have to continue to struggle while drinking water.

Repeatedly praised, asked who did it.

Knowing that it was Brother Jiang Rui who did it, he turned around and asked him if he was crazy, chili peppers don’t cost money!

Even stir-fried vegetables need to put a handful of peppers!
It stunned a table of people.

I've been eating this way since I was a kid.
It's just that there seems to be a little more chili in today's dish than usual, and all the chili peppers are used.

He didn't know that Hong Kong people can't eat spicy food, so the eldest lady cried and her mouth was swollen from the spicy food.

When Jiang Ruige was scolded for being extremely calm, but the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, he realized that he did it on purpose.

Xiao Maotou found it funny when he thought about it, turned off the tap and came out holding the watermelon, found out the newly bought long machete, and took it in to wash.

Jiang Yunnuan held the folded paper crane and looked curiously at Zhong Qing who was blowing the wind with her back turned.

She dressed differently from the people here, and her words were emphatic and strange, and she couldn't understand them.

But you can intuitively feel that she is a girl with a lively personality.

It shouldn't be difficult to get along with, right?
Zhong Qing felt cool, turned around and walked a few steps to Jiang Yunnuan's bed, dragged a stool and sat down, tilted her head and looked at her with a smile.

"Ayang, she looks really pretty~ she looks like a doll, be good, little one."

She leaned forward and got closer, her gossiping eyes sparkled, "Hey, are you from Ayang's wife?"

Jiang Yunnuan waved his hand awkwardly, "No."

Not even an object.

"what?"

Zhong Qing sharply saw the watch in her sleeve, grabbed her hand and opened the cuff.

"So this watch is for you~ You look good on it!"

"Huh? Do you know this watch too?"

"Know~ record my card payment, how could I not know."

Zhong Qing replied casually, grabbed her hand and turned it over to look at it.

At that time, he didn't bring that much cash with him when he went out, so he asked her about the money she borrowed.

Only when I came here did I realize that the people here are very poor.

Such a watch, with the salary of an ordinary worker, will take decades to afford without food or drink.

At that time, when he asked who he bought it for, he smiled and said nothing, and did not answer her.

"What is Luka?" Jiang Yunnuan was confused.

Jing Yang hurriedly dragged Zhong Qing's stool back, picked her up and dragged her to the table, "Go eat watermelon."

Let the two of them continue to chat, and they will soon reveal their secrets.

He took two pieces of watermelon, gritted his teeth and said in a breathy voice, "I told her about twenty yuan, don't tell me the truth."

"Wow?! Two dozen mosquitoes?! I'm so sorry...Constantin is here, big brother~"

Zhong Qing was so shocked that she spoke her mother tongue, and looked at him like she was insane.

Let alone a genuine product with a certificate, even if you buy a fake one, you can't even buy a watch chain for more than [-] yuan!

How dare he quote such a nonsensical price?

Isn't it true that the more quality a gift is, the more sincere it is?

How can anyone step on it to death?

"Tsk, don't worry about it, just don't expose it."

Jing Yang took a fruit knife and divided the watermelon into small pieces, put them on a plate, tied a few toothpicks, and carried them to the bedside table.

"Eat some watermelon, Xiao Maotou is very good at picking watermelon."

Zhong Qing raised her hand in the air and grabbed the air. Wasn't that plate of watermelon cut for her?
took away?
She pursed her mouth and rubbed it over to sit on the stool, and silently forked a piece of watermelon into her mouth.

Eyes gurgling, looking at Jing Yang who has become so tender and unbelievable, he was shocked.

This man always had a dashing and unrestrained look, but on Lao Zhong's side he changed into a serious and iceberg face. Does he still have a tender side?

As she chewed the watermelon, another paralyzed face with sharp brows and eyes suddenly appeared in her mind.

Suddenly feel out of breath.

"Ayang, that dirty guy came from a bad guy! He targeted me! The cooking was so hot, and the room he arranged for me was filthy and sloppy! He was fierce and unreasonable. Did he take Lao Zhong seriously? ?”

Everyone was nice to her, but he was the only one who looked coldly, as if she owed him millions!
Jing Yang got up and brought back a slice of watermelon, ate it silently for a while, then suddenly raised his head and raised his eyes at her.

"You care so much about his attitude, do you like his style?"

Jiang Rui looks very masculine, has first-class cooking skills, and has a great personality.

This eldest lady is very rebellious, she dismisses those who follow her, and she is very competitive.

The more challenging a man is, the more attractive he is to her.

"Are you mentally ill?" Zhong Qing rolled her eyes again and again, leaned back speechlessly, and dragged her voice, "Am I blind? Would I like that old country man?"

Wearing a dirty car repairman's clothes, his hands are full of black motor oil.

He was not white, and when the sun was shining, his whole body was dripping with sweat, and beads of sweat rolled over his bronze-colored skin, making him feel sloppy.

Jing Yang shrugged, threw the watermelon rind into the trash can, took a handkerchief and came out to wipe his hands.

"28 is considered an old man? That's the age when he's in the most perfect condition, right? Mature and stable, you need experience and experience, and you need physical strength."

"Isn't 28 old? He's 11 years older than me!"

"Oh~ Then why do you subconsciously consider the question of your age mismatch?"

"No...it's not...you've been talking!"

Zhong Qing was so angry that she jumped up and paced back and forth, pointing at Jing Yang and asking Jiang Yunnuan to torture her soul.

"This man's mouth is so poisonous, how can you kiss him?"