This is not a lie, my parents agreed in the end. But at the beginning, they were really not happy, even though Qingyu stated that it was to review for the postgraduate entrance examination.
Mom came to her room and said something tactfully.
For example: "Girls should be reserved and not invest too much too quickly. This will win the respect of their boyfriends."
Qingyu didn't understand it at first, but when she finally understood it, she suddenly became blushing.
She quickly explained to her mother:
"Oh, Mom, you are thinking too much! Although Tingyun went to find me, he respected me and was polite! Nothing happened to us..."
But her mother was still very serious and told her:
"Although nothing has happened yet, it's hard to say when you rent a house.
"Young and budding years, and falling in love with each other. In this case, reason may not always prevail."
Although the mother and daughter have a close relationship, this is the first time they have discussed such a topic.
Qingyu's face was so hot that he was about to catch fire: "Oh, no! I really do it for the convenience of making up classes. Well, it's also for the convenience of internship."
For the convenience of internship? You asked your dad to contact the Architectural Design Institute for internship. Isn’t it because it is close to Tingyun School?
But my mother didn't point it out anymore, because Qingyu was already embarrassed enough.
She has already reminded her of everything that needs to be reminded. If she is forced to do this and not let her do this or that, it will only make them more eager.
Don't interfere and let them make their own decisions. They may actually be more polite.
So my mother stopped ordering and started to help her pack the items she wanted to bring without saying anything else.
Therefore, the renting matter was finally approved. But Qingyu was not going to tell Tingyun about the twists and turns in the process.
How embarrassing it is to talk about such a sensitive topic!
But how could her expression changes escape Tingyun's eyes?
Besides, he knows what his parents would think just thinking about it.
Parents of girls always hope that this kind of thing will happen later, preferably after marriage.
Okay. He will try to restrain himself as much as possible.
Tingyun pretended not to notice anything and changed the subject: "How much does it cost you to rent this house per month?"
"One thousand." Qingyu replied.
"One thousand?" Tingyun was surprised: "Didn't that aunt say that she rented this house for two thousand?"
Of course Tingyun knew that the two thousand that the aunt said was a bit too high. It was a common strategy when negotiating prices.
But cutting it in half is awesome!
Does his Xiao Qingyu still have this skill?
Qingyu smiled proudly:
"That's what she said. I checked online and found that such a large elevator room in this area is quite new. It can't be rented for two thousand, but it is one thousand five hundred and fifty-six.
"She started talking about one thousand and five, but I told her that it was one thousand."
Tingyun gave her a thumbs up, and she immediately smiled happily.
After talking for a long time, Tingyun's eyes finally turned to the table she was talking about.
Beside the bedside, it’s not actually a real table, it’s just a tabletop made when I was building cabinets and shelves.
It is indeed a bit small, and it will be very crowded if two people sit there.
"It's indeed a bit small." Qingyu turned around and took Tingyun to the big balcony: "There is also a big table here, but it will be a bit cold sitting here now."
At one end of the sunny side, there is a made-made desk with a bookshelf, making full use of the space. At the other end, there is also a made-made storage cabinet.
There are two clothes-drying poles on the top. They are not lifting. You have to use the kind of clothes-drying pole with a fork at the top to hold the clothes drying rack up.
It seems that she still lacks things in her room, so I will go out with her to buy them all in a while.
Tingyun turned around and went back to the bedroom: "It's really cold sitting here in winter, so I'd better use that small table."
The small table was designed for one person to sit, but it was really cramped for two people.
Qingyu sat in front of the small table, occupying the only small chair, with books spread out on the table.
Tingyun could only sit on the bed and tutor her, right behind her.
Qingyu is determined to pass the interview smoothly and create the miracle she has never been able to create, so she is very focused.
As for Tingyun, sitting behind her, he could look at her from a good angle without being noticed by her.
In order to make it easier to read, her long hair was tied up and the ends hung down to the back of her snow-white neck, which made people feel itchy to look at it.
Viewed from the side, the lines of the face and body were clearer, making him unconsciously trace them over and over again with his eyes.
Qingyu asked a question, but when he didn't see an answer, she turned back to look at him questioningly: "Tingyun?"
"Ah? What did you ask just now?" Tingyun, who was distracted, brought back his thoughts, looked back at her, and asked.
Qingyu looked at him strangely: "Are you not feeling right today? You drank too much yesterday, right?"
She raised her head and touched his forehead.
The clouds stopped speechless.
Even if you drink too much, you won’t have a fever. Why are you touching my forehead?
Don't touch me!
Tingyun calmed down: "No, what did you ask just now?"
Qingyu retracted his hand and turned back to read the book, repeating the question. Tingyun concentrated on answering it this time.
Before I knew it, the whole morning passed.
Tingyun said: "Okay, let's rest, it's time to have lunch."
"Okay." Qingyu nodded, packed up his stationery, and suddenly froze.
Behind him, Tingyun leaned forward, hugged her shoulders, and pressed his lips to the back of her neck.
Qingyu turned her head back slightly and called out: "Tingyun..."
There was a hint of inquiry. Tingyun couldn't tell the rest clearly, and didn't know whether she refused or obeyed.
But no matter what she meant, Tingyun couldn't care less about it now, she had to kiss Fangze.
He kissed her neck gently, and she was so itchy that she wanted to hide.
He raised his hand and put it against her face to prevent her from hiding, and continued. After a while, he turned her around so that she faced him, and then got closer.
Behind Qingyu is the table, to the side is the back of the chair, and in front of him is him, trapped in a small space with no room for movement.
But she doesn't need to move, she just needs to raise her head slightly and listen to him tell her love.
After a long time, Tingyun finally let her go.
Qingyu gasped for air, her pink mouth still slightly open, and her big lake-like eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, giving her a misty beauty.
Ever since they kissed me once, he seemed to like it and would kiss her every time.
However, it’s not that she doesn’t like it...
Tingyun let her go, gasped and stared at her for a while, then let go of his hand holding her shoulder: "Let's go have lunch. After lunch, go buy something."
Although it has been more than ten days since the beginning of spring, the weather is still quite cold, which is suitable for eating something warm.
The two of them went to eat steaming casserole stew together.
When the waiter put the small casserole on the table with tongs, the soup in the pot was still bubbling.
Wait until the bubbles subside and you can eat.
Meatballs, ham, quail eggs, tofu, enoki mushrooms, rapeseed, and vermicelli stewed in one pot, I felt warm after eating.
After dinner, Qingyu held Tingyun's arm and walked down the street: "What do you want to buy?"
Chapter completed!