Who said strong women can't be sweet girls

Chapter 138

Obviously he was still in good spirits when he woke up, but he fell asleep again after his head hit the pillow for some reason.

When Qi Xi knocked on the door, she must not have heard it.

So when she realized that Qi Xi was calling her, he was already standing beside her bed.

"What time is it?" It was as if he fell asleep again after being woken up by the alarm clock, and when he was woken up, he simply sat up from the bed all at once.

"Why panic, it's better to be woken up than to be woken up by hunger." Qi Xi couldn't help laughing seeing her in such a hurry.

"After being woken up, I feel like I'm going to starve to death." Kun Qiao didn't know what was wrong with him, and was a little afraid to look at him.

"Then get up soon." Seeing that Kun Qiao was still in a daze, holding her forehead, Qi Xi didn't say anything else, just wanted her to get up.

Holding the edge of the bed and getting up slowly, Kunqiao walked to the mirror, looked at his wool curly hairstyle, it was still so good-looking, smiled at himself in the mirror, left the bedroom with satisfaction, and went to the dining room.

Qi Xi shook his head, are all designers like this?Good-looking is beyond the sky, and it is difficult to walk when you are sick. You still have to go to the mirror to see if your image is beautiful enough.

Sitting at the dining table, Kun Qiao never imagined that there were four dishes and one soup. Looking at the time, it was only two o'clock, and the rice had already been cooked because it had been put in the rice cooker ahead of time.

"You are really fast." Satisfied, Kun Qiao filled two bowls of rice and took two pairs of chopsticks.

"I see that your meal is ready for me, why don't I force myself to eat some more?" Qi Xi was a little bit implying that the other party's kindness could not be denied.

"Get off work at twelve o'clock, and then you have to come over and buy vegetables. I don't believe you came here after eating." Kun Qiao felt intuitively that Qi Xi probably didn't eat.

"You guessed it all." Qi Xi was no longer polite, and sat down to eat.

Kun Qiao has always been quiet about eating and sleeping, but this time it seems that he doesn't say anything, and the atmosphere is really too embarrassing.

"It seems that you are a bit out of touch with the spring water, maybe you will only take out food from now on." Qi Xi didn't know Kun Qiao's habits.

"That's not true. Sometimes learning is fun." Of course Kunqiao was not convinced. He really underestimated his own learning ability.

"It seems to me that designers don't take care of themselves very much in life. If they can drink coffee, they will never drink water, if they can eat cucumbers, they will never eat apples." Qi Xi's words are undoubtedly attracting people, because most of them eat junk food designer.

"It's just that the occupations are different. They don't all eat five grains. There's no such clear distinction as you said." Kun Qiao laughed. Although he was hungry, he seemed to be less hungry after a few bites, and his appetite still didn't come up.

"But sometimes it's not all stereotypes, like sports students and art students, it seems that cultural subjects are generally worse, and designers also need to have a foundation in painting." After Qi Xi finished speaking, he went to eat.

"Then you're saying that I have poor cultural grades. If my cultural grades are poor, there are many ways to make mistakes, right?" Kun Qiao didn't know what Qi Xi meant, so he said that his learning ability is not good enough, and the kitchen will catch fire when the time comes.

"I didn't say that, but our company really has designers who can't tell the difference between east, west, and north, and they don't know how to read maps."

"How should I put it, in fact, my foundation as a designer is still poor. When I was a child, painting was just a hobby, and I didn't study it seriously, but I still took the exam for clothing design. In college, it was really, how should I describe it? In short, I still learned And I had a good culture at that time." Speaking of this, Kunqiao was very proud, if she had no other skills, then exams would really be her strong point.

"You can talk about it in detail, this classmate who was on the way." Qi Xi teased her.

"I'm not afraid to scare you when I say it. I'm well-educated. At that time, I could go to Qingbei. Back then, I filled out the volunteers. The main thing was a stimulus, and my mother scolded me for many years. Speaking of it now, she can still smoke from seven orifices. Seed." Kun Qiao felt very proud, she didn't talk about it easily, for fear that others would say that she was proud, if someone hit the muzzle of this gun at that time, she would definitely have to talk about the glory of the year.

"Then why didn't you directly apply for Qingbei? You've gone the wrong way." Qi Xi's tone was not without regret.

"Recalling my mental state at that time, it's good to be alive now." Kun Qiao recalled the state at that time, it was one of her few rebellious acts. "Besides, is it okay for me to be a designer now? Just because I have to find a job by myself, and the ones I look for are all from private enterprises. If I don't enter a state-owned enterprise or the system, it is considered a wrong path?"

She just doesn't think that entering the system is the ultimate way. As long as she has her own dream, can't she live a good life and walk the right way?
"You were in your teens at the time, what mental state did you have? Since you study so well, you shouldn't be under too much pressure." Qi Xi still shook his head, pretending that he didn't know anything. "If you can be admitted to Qingbei, then people in your village will probably compete to give you a genealogy."

Realizing that Qi Xi was joking, Kunqiao was not annoyed, took a few mouthfuls of rice and put down the bowl.

"I don't care what kind of genealogy I want them to have. I don't know what people live for. I don't like the way of burial in the village. Cremation is promoted all over the country. Why do they have to be buried in a coffin? .Especially for those old people, it seems that it is a supreme honor to bury people in their homes. When I die, I will scatter all the ashes in the Yangtze River or the Yellow River and the sea.

Qi Xi was not very hungry at first, and he finished eating earlier than Kun Qiao.

Not wanting to move much, after lying on the sofa for a few minutes, as if doing some ideological struggle, I was about to get up and wash the dishes.

"You don't move, I'll go wash." Qi Xi sat at the dining table and watched Kun Qiao get up from the sofa, and said to her.

Before, it was because I was replying messages on the phone and dealing with things, so I didn't watch her finish eating before cleaning up.

"That's not good." Although Kun Qiao said so, his movements really stopped.

"You can take a rest at ease, there's nothing wrong with that." The moment he sat down, Kunqiao became anxious again.

Then if Qi Xi finishes washing the dishes, will the two of them sit down and chat next?
If he doesn't cooperate with me to chat, what else can he find for him to do, so that he doesn't stop, lest the two of them have nothing to say.

After thinking a lot, I didn't think about what to do with Qi Xi after washing the dishes.

Listening to the voices in the kitchen, Kunqiao felt more and more anxious.

Until the end of the last sound, Kunjo still didn't think about it.

(End of this chapter)