I, Qing Huan

Hearing the words Qing Huan yelled out, Cheng held the half-chewed sashimi tomorrow night, stopped chewing instantaneously, did not dare to move, looked at Nanyang tremblingly.

In ancient times, this was called "following offense".

It's not that she has never seen a person like Nanyang who uses words like this. During that time, there was a grand event in the martial arts in Tangjiapu, and Nanyang took himself to participate. In the dense bamboo forest of Bashu, Nanyang squatted alone by the cold lake to play with the pandas. The eldest lady of Tangjiabao met her by chance when she came from Tianji. The eldest knew Nanyang’s identity, but she still didn’t want to be called the ancestor , Had to squat behind Nanyang and called "Sister". Nanyang can tolerate children calling her sister, but he can't tolerate an adult who goes so far. After Miss Tang Jia called her sister for the third time, Nan Yang waved her sleeve impatiently and swept her into the icy cold pool with internal force.

The eldest lady had a bluish nose for a whole month after she was scooped up by Tang Jiabao disciples.

Tomorrow night Cheng looked worriedly at Master Qinghuan. She was afraid that the master's face would be pressed into the miso soup in the next second.

However, the strange thing is that the ancestor does not seem to be angry.

Not only was she not angry, Ming Wancheng even saw a suspicious blush on Nan Yang's ear.

Nanyang didn't say anything, just opened his mouth and took the piece of caviar sushi that Qing Huan had fed her. Then he closed his mouth and chewed quietly, with his eyelashes hanging low, without a word of reprimand.

The sushi is huge, and Nanyang cheeks up when he chews. In addition, her non-curled eyelashes became more and more slender when lying on the lower eyelid, and she looked a little cute after seeing more.

Qing Huan secretly looked at Nanyang like this, and suddenly wanted to kiss her again.

If you like someone, you can't kiss enough.

After a meal, several people have their own thoughts. Qi Yi was frightened by Ming Wancheng's hot eyes and didn't eat much. Ming Wancheng kept stuffing his mouth while staring at people, making the overalls tight. Nanyang only ate that piece of sushi. After eating, he sat in the corner holding his game console and went to play Tetris.

Qing Huan poured a cup of tea for Nanyang, but Nanyang couldn't take it, so she took the cup and fed it to Nanyang. Nan Yang took a sip with the edge of the cup in his mouth, and after the sip, his lower lip was stained with water.

Qing Huan subconsciously tapped there with his thumb. The cold and soft touch, with a sultry moistness, made her rub her fingertips for two seconds.

She suddenly remembered when they first got married. That night, I ate poisoned cabbage made by Nanyang and committed gastroenteritis. When Nanyang gave me the medicine, he rubbed his lips with his thumb in the same way.

She seemed to understand the desire in Nanyang's eyes at that time.

If there were no Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng at this moment, she would definitely pinch Nanyang's chin and kiss it.

Nanyang suddenly said, "I'll go back after eating."

Qing Huan put away her cranky thoughts, sorted out the turbidity of her eyes, and looked at Qi Yi with a clear and as usual gaze: "Xiaoyi, I'm here today, let's stay one night. Our crew has packed a lot in the hotel. Some of the rooms are empty. You can go directly to sleep."

Qi Yi nodded. But she immediately realized something and looked at Ming Wancheng in fear.

Tomorrow night he said hurriedly: "Sister, if you don't tell me, I won't go there."

Qi Yi's eyes were still full of doubt.

Nan Yang had already stood up, put his coat on his arm, and his voice was flat: "We don't have to go together again in a while. We will go shopping separately. Acheng, take good care of Teacher Qi, and remember to bring Teacher Qi there after shopping. Go to the hotel."

Tomorrow night Cheng understood the meaning of Nanyang. Nan Yang thinks that she and Qi Yi have made light bulbs. She wants to live with Master Qing Huan. That's good, I think she is an electric light bulb.

Qing Huan echoed: "Then Xiaoyi, follow Acheng around and go back to the hotel in the evening. Tell me when I come back, I will order a table in the hotel restaurant, how about the four of us eating again? "

"Okay." Cheng cheerfully agreed tomorrow night.

Qi Yi glared at Qing Huan with an expression of "I rely on you to sell my teammates".

"go."

Nanyang Xizi spit out a word like gold and walked out alone. Qing Huan hurriedly followed behind her, pulling the corner of her dress, whispering something in her mouth, as if asking Nan Yang to put on her coat.

Nan Yang lowered his voice and replied, "There are shirts inside, it's very hot."

"Ok."

Qing Huan sighed and put on a mask, muttering in her heart why there is such a difficult person to serve.

"Do you have any place you want to visit?" Nanyang asked.

Qing Huan shook her head, she really didn't have much place to go.

Nanyang was silent for a moment and said, "Then go somewhere with me."

It is rare for Nanyang to have a place to go actively. Qing Huan was a little surprised. She thought Nanyang would want to go back to the hotel directly. After all, she loves quietness so much. She always stays in such a noisy place for a second as if she is scraping her meat with a knife.

Nan Yang had a purpose in his heart, so he didn't hesitate to go. They took the elevator down to the first floor, and then down the escalator to the negative first floor. There is a boutique next to the escalator, which can be seen from the first floor. Nanyang should have noticed this shop on the first floor.

Entering the store, Nan Yang sat down on the high stool in front of the counter, looked at the dazzling earrings in front of him, and asked the boss blankly: "You can get pierced ears here, right?"

The boss just looked at the eyes above the mask and saw that this is a great beauty. Beautiful people are welcome everywhere, and the boss immediately put down the calculator in his hand and came to receive with a smile: "Right, right, you can call."

Standing behind Nan Yang, Qing Huan was startled when she heard what she asked.

She wants to pierce her ears?

"You are thirty-five years old, why do you think of piercing your ears now?" Qing Huan leaned on the counter, turning her head to look at Nan Yang's face.

Nanyang's eyes drooped, before he replied, "Don't you...want me to wear it with you?"

Qing Huan suddenly remembered the diamond earrings she had bought on a whim not long ago. She just casually said that she wanted to wear one with Nanyang. Since Nanyang doesn't have pierced ears, she certainly wouldn't force it. Besides, ear studs are nothing but rings. It doesn't really matter whether they wear a pair or not.

But she couldn't think of it, Nan Yang really took it to heart, and she had found a shop for piercing her ears as early as the first floor.

Nanyang had never pierced her ears, but she knew somehow that the nail had to go from one side of the earlobe to the other. Strictly speaking, this was a penetrating injury. She has suffered many injuries in ancient times and knows what it is like to have a penetrating injury. She is not sure if the pain of a penetrating earlobe is similar to the pain of a penetrating waist and abdomen, so she asked Qinghuan:

"Does ear piercing hurt?"

Qinghuan has three pierced ears, one on each of the left and right earlobes, and one on the upper bone of the left ear. She touched the studs on her earlobes, recalled the experience of piercing her ears in college, and slowly said: "Well...the earlobes are not painful, the ear bones will hurt."

Nan Yang nodded.

The boss detoxified the ear stud gun, took out the alcohol, and glanced at the woman with cold eyes in front of him: "Are you hitting one at the same time?"

Nan Yang thought for a while, and said, "One will do."

"Which side?"

"……left."

She is used to sleeping on the right side, and playing on the right will affect her sleep.

"Okay, on the left," the female boss touched her glasses with her finger bones and motioned Nan Yang to lean over. She twisted Nan Yang's left earlobe with her index finger and thumb, and pinched the small piece of white skin. intermediate?"

Nan Yang gave a hum.

Qing Huan stared at the small earlobe pinched by the female boss, without blinking, without blinking. Nan Yang's skin is sensitive, and the boss just squeezed it lightly, and the white ears turned red. She frowned, feeling vaguely uncomfortable in her heart, with an urge to take Nanyang away.

How could she let others touch her earlobes?

Nan Yang leaned on the glass cabinet and asked Qing Huan again, "It really doesn't hurt?"

Qing Huan suppressed the discomfort in her heart and curled her lips to her: "It really doesn't hurt. Why, are you afraid of pain?"

Nanyang was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Well... I am afraid of pain."

Qing Huan couldn't help but smile, and took out an Alpine lollipop from his coat pocket, which tasted tropical fruit. She tore open the wrapping paper and took out a colorful lollipop inside.

"I wanted to eat something for you after I went back, but it seems that I'm going to coax it now."

With a smile, Qing Huan pulled Nan Yang's mask down to his chin, and then gently stuffed the round cute lollipop into Nan Yang's mouth.

Nanyang held the lollipop and moved her cheeks. She could see that she was licking the candy in her mouth with her tongue.

Qing Huan put his arm on the glass cabinet, rested his chin in his palm, and curled her charming eyes, "Is it delicious?"

Nanyang answered vaguely: "It's delicious."

Because of the sugar in her mouth, she was not very clear when she spoke. When she said "delicious", she pronounced "good times". Qing Huan was cute by this sound, and her heart sank softly, her smile becoming more brilliant.

Snapped--

There was a small sound of an ear stud gun.

"It's done." The boss began to tidy up the scattered things on the glass cabinet. "Remember to go back and turn around every day. Don't let it grow with the meat. Apply some alcohol to avoid inflammation. You can change other ears after a week. Nailed."

Qing Huan thanked the boss and paid with WeChat.

Nanyang frowned and touched her earlobe with a lollipop in her mouth. It really doesn't hurt. It was a strange feeling, I could clearly feel something penetrated my own flesh, but there was no pain at all.

Of course, it just doesn't hurt for the first ten seconds.

After the alcohol on the ear studs entered the wound, Nan Yang's brows wrinkled deeper. She wanted to scratch, but when she touched it lightly, the newly punched pierced ears stung.

"Don't touch it, the bacteria will get in." Qing Huan used the empty lollipop wrapper to lightly hit the back of Nanyang's hand.

"Ok."

Nanyang put his hand down obediently.

Her left earlobe was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood, accompanied by a little swelling. Silver is too soft, so the studs usually used for piercing are made of steel nails. In order to prevent the wound from festering, they cannot be removed in the first week. However, the steel material is easy to irritate the inflammation, so it is necessary to apply alcohol frequently.

Applying alcohol when the wound hasn't healed, I think and know it is not a good thing.

"Does it hurt?" Qing Huan felt a little pain.

Nanyang shook his head.

"Don't wash your hair by yourself this month, it will wet the wound, and if it is serious, it will become pus. Tell me when you need to wash it and I will wash it for you."

Nan Yang pondered for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Then...what about taking a bath?"

Qing Huan opened her mouth. After reacting to Nan Yang's meaning, her face blushed, and she pushed her arm and whispered, "I hate it."