"Are you alright? Sit down now, are you scared?" The

young man with glasses took a step slower, squeezed in annoyed to ask for warmth, and supported the other arm to the lower bunk on his own side.

The woman obviously had an evasive action, and leaned into Tang Yuanzheng's arms.

"Thank you, I'll just sit here and take it slow."

Then he sat down on Jian Qingtong's bunk, and had an awkward chat with Tang Yuanzheng:

"Your shop is neatly tidied up, look at this quilt, It's more square than a tofu cube, who is really lucky to marry you. It doesn't matter if you lend me a hand?" The

woman leaned against the quilt softly, her eyes wandering, skipping the two men with glasses on the opposite side, accidentally standing on the back of the shop. The silent Jian Qingtong.

"Yeah, you're back too. My legs are a little weak. It

's okay to sit here for a while, right?" The woman said politely. Embarrassed smile.

Jian Qingtong's eyes were full of interest, and she wanted to shake her head in understanding, but Tang Yuanzheng strode over and held the top of her head.

"Don't move around, you're injured, serve the dessert yourself, and don't make big moves."

Jian Qingtong looked at him like a goose.

As he got closer, he could smell the minty-scented toothpaste in his mouth, which was pretty good.

I'm craving some peppermint cake.

"Oh."

She spit out a syllable, staring strangely at his face, as if trying to find some clues.

Tang Yuanzheng suddenly didn't want to understand her eyes.

What does this girl mean, I suspect that he is not clear with others? Not as irritating as her!

The man gritted his back molars with a warning in his eyes:

"She fell off the top bunk, I just helped her."

You can't just watch someone fall and die, right?

Jian Qingtong watched with interest as he gritted his teeth to explain and clarified.

Tang Yuanzheng was even more annoyed, and could not wait to fine her five kilometers immediately.

"What are you doing standing here, come and eat." The

man glared at her angrily, with a heavy tone.

Jian Qingtong shouted in his heart that he was in a hurry, he was in a hurry, and followed up obediently, instead of continuing to stroke the tiger's whiskers boldly.

In fact, she still has a question she wants to ask, that is, what would he do if this sister also asked him to be responsible on the grounds that she had been in too close contact with Tang Yuanzheng just now.

This is similar to the original owner's design relying on him.

And with his character of being righteous, brave and willing to help others, there will definitely be many similar things in the future. Can he handle it, will it cause her trouble?

The plot that only exists in this kind of novel is staged live in front of you, and there is really a sense of participation in eating melons on the spot. What great writing material!

Wearing novels to write novels, sand goose nesting dolls?

Jian Qingtong was amused by her own brain hole, and she became more interested in watching the play.

When the woman saw the two of them coming, she hurriedly moved out and sat farther away, making way for the seat by the tea table, which was convenient for others to eat. "I'm sorry, I'll sit for a while. I really thank you just now, otherwise I would fall from a height of more than two meters, and it would have been a

concussion."

Inappropriate.

"I don't mean anything else, I'm just startled, I can't speak my mind."

Jian Qingtong passed her and sat by the window, glanced at Tang Yuanzheng with a cold face, and whispered that it was okay.

The woman also seemed to sense that the atmosphere between them was wrong, and forced a dry smile to explain:

"I'm a little uncomfortable with this car. I bought a soft sleeper ticket on purpose. I didn't expect this car to be different from other cars. There are three upper, middle and lower bunks. I kowtowed several times, but I didn't dare to sleep well at night, and I managed to stay up until dawn." The

woman complained as she spoke, and subconsciously looked at the opposite bed, which happened to meet the eye-catching man with glasses.

The man in glasses misunderstood that people were coquettish and winked at him, and he flipped his hair again, thinking he was handsome and popular:

"You are so careful, you have discovered this. Generally, there are only two bunks in the soft sleeper, which is more spacious than ours. It's not that high.

It's not because there are so many people who take the train. The transportation department is under great transportation pressure, so they acquiesced to the trial and added a middle shop. The fare is lower, which is still very cost-effective. The

glasses man kept explaining, and finally winked greasy eyes:

"Of course, there are too many beds, and the space is naturally crowded. In general, it's still a good thing, haha. Comrade, you should change to the lower bunk on my side. Come on, rely on your parents to go out and rely on your friends at home, don't be polite to me." The woman was so fed up that she couldn't even squeeze a polite dry smile, so she declined coldly, her tone was hard, and she was soft and gentle before. Soft as two people.

The man with glasses wasn't annoyed when he was refuted in public, and looked at people's faces sticky.

However, he didn't continue to be annoying, and went over to meet his colleagues to eat peanuts and gossip.

Jian Qingtong's ears are good, and it is more attractive to hear that they are talking about this woman when she is angry, and her face is frosty.

Jian Qingtong also turned to look curiously. Beauty, who doesn't like to watch.

"Eat." The top of his head was pressed against Wuzhi Mountain again, and an iron spoon was stuffed into his hand. The brightly washed rectangular aluminum lunch box was opened, revealing the millet porridge that was boiled with oil, which was fragrant and tempting.

Jian Qingtong puffed her cheeks angrily, and lowered her head to scoop up a spoonful of porridge and blow it thinly.

It's been a while since the porridge came back, and Wen Tutu just entered the entrance.

But she just wanted to protest in this way, don't always order her this and that, she is a fully capable adult, please respect her!

The effect of this obscure method of resistance is also negligible, except for herself, no one else has noticed.

Tang Yuanzheng was angry and didn't want to touch her dog's head anymore. He withdrew his hand with a cold face, opened the plastic bag again, revealing a white and fat flower roll and boiled egg inside, and pushed it to her.

Then he got up and took the bag from the luggage rack, took out the cornmeal pancakes and pickled radish sticks brought from Jane's house, and ate it with water.

Jian Qingtong suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

She sits and he stands, she eats hot and he eats cold dry food, no matter how you look at it, it seems that she has no conscience.

"You also sit down and eat together."

Tang Yuanzheng glanced at her expressionlessly, and said nothing.

Jian Qingtong was a little unhappy.

Is it easy for her to take the initiative to invite him in front of so many people, so disrespectful. Hmph, don't say good things twice, just suffer if you love self-abuse, anyway, she doesn't feel distressed.

So the two of them didn't speak, only the slight sound of chewing remained.

The silence spread out again with them as the center, and the two young people on the opposite side stopped their mouths cowardly, even peanuts were not fragrant.

The woman on the side couldn't sit still either, and shyly got up and went out.

Jian Qingtong concentrated on eating, one bite after another.

The millet porridge was overcooked, and after a while, it solidified. The thick and glutinous taste became more obvious, and the graininess was reduced a lot. It can be swallowed directly without chewing.

There is brown sugar in the porridge, and there is a little bit of acid in the sweetness, and it has a unique flavor when you eat it.

"Just do it."

Tang Yuanzheng saw her sullenly drinking porridge, and the white gauze exposed on the back of her head became more and more dazzling. The sullenness in his heart dissipated, and he whispered to her.

Jian Qingtong raised her eyes to look at him, keenly aware of the softening of his emotions, she smugly extended her voice, and reached for Hanamaki.

In the book, it is said that in the relationship between husband and wife, either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind. The first rules are very important!

Although she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run away. She is not stupid after being persuaded to eat enough.

Jian Qingtong secretly pulled back a city, happily broke the flower roll, and handed half of it over:

"You can eat it too."

Well, this trick is called hitting a stick to a sweet jujube.

Tang Yuanzheng looked at her big eyes that were alive again, they were shining like stars were shining, and she felt good just by looking at them.

"I'll just eat this. You eat more to replenish your body."

Jian Qingtong blinked and tried to act like a spoiled child:

"I can't finish it."

Oh no, it's not what she imagined! The tone should be softer, sweeter and more sassy, ​​why is it so blunt and pretentious? Isn't it said that acting like a spoiled child is a girl's innate skill? Could it be that her skill is a little bit wrong?

Tang Yuanzheng looked at her dim and foggy eyes, the chewing action in his mouth paused for a second, then accelerated, swallowed after chewing, stretched out his hand to take half of the flower roll, opened his mouth and bit half, to prove his appreciation with actions.

Jian Qingtong's hand was empty, looked at him blankly, then lowered his head silently and continued to eat.

Forget it, what a drama, how could she have the time, let's cook.

The rolls are steamed with pure white noodles, with peanut oil and fine salt brushed between the layers.

Jian Qingtong's frustrated heart was completely healed by the food, and she happily ate again.

Tang Yuanzheng looked at her delicate way of eating, and reminded himself again in his heart that this is a daughter-in-law, a girl's family, not the rough men under his command. She has to be patient with her, she is still a child who has not grown up. .

He is a man of action. He does it whenever he thinks of it. He takes a boiled egg and knocks it on the edge of the tea table. He peels the shell neatly, and then silently puts the peeled egg into the porridge.

Jian Qingtong stared hard at Bai Fat's boiled egg for three seconds. There was only one question in his mind. Did he wash his hands after touching her head?

"I'm full."

She silently pushed open the lunch box and put down the flower roll that she took two bites of, not wanting to embarrass herself.

"Just eat that much?"

Tang Yuanzheng frowned, staring at the top of her furry head in a troubled way, sighed secretly, picked up her leftover flower rolls and stuffed it into his mouth, picked up the lunch box and snorted.

Jian Qingtong was startled again.

He eats his leftovers!

Well, waste is a crime, and he is better off eating it than throwing it away. Besides, I have experienced drinking water from the same kettle to the mouth, so it seems that sharing tableware or something is not worth the fuss.

Jian Qingtong was full of messy thoughts. She didn't want to look at him, so she simply looked away and saw the woman standing there leaning on the ladder.

Jian Qingtong has always been sympathetic to the weak. She is also a superpower, the one who takes care of people.

"Are you all right? Come and sit."

She rarely took the initiative to invite people again. She just hoped that the other party would not be ignorant, otherwise she would really cry!

Fortunately, the woman was very understanding, she sat back at the end of the shop with a grateful face, and spoke to her from a distance:

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know I had this fear of heights before. Let me introduce myself, My name is Wang Jing, and I’m the editor of the Provincial City Publishing House, so thank you very much this time.”

Wang Jing specially emphasized that it was you who were grateful, and regarded the husband and wife as one, for fear of causing unnecessary suspicion to the young couple. She is just revenge.

Jian Qingtong's eyes lit up, she rubbed a little, and took the initiative to ask:

"Are you an editor? Do you accept the manuscript? I want to submit it!"

Wang Jing was laughed at by her sudden eagerness, and did not treat other good people in the same way Perfunctory, he responded sincerely with the attitude of returning the favor: " Of course I will accept it. The more good manuscripts come, the better! Can I ask what your pseudonym is?" " Wang Jing:! I can't read, are you here to tease me?