He obviously looked concerned when he asked, but now he doesn't seem to care very much.

"She just wants to make friends, what's there to be jealous about?" Jiang He was surprised, "Do you really like her high heels?"

"I do not like."

"That's fine. If you like me, I'll beat you up."

"..."

"I think other friends will help to check it. Maybe she wants to help me check it."

"Oh, it sounds normal." Xu Qing scratched his head. According to Jiang He, this is not normal, but according to modern people, introducing a boyfriend to a girlfriend...

It's so normal.

He also needs to invite his girlfriend's best friend to dinner, find a high-end place, and then show concern, so that his girlfriend can show off in front of his best friend. This seems to be the complete process.

As a result...he was holding a thermos cup at the gate, sipping the security guard's tea and basking in the sun while bragging?

Xu Qing reflected on his behavior of not giving Jiang He face but seemed to be embarrassed, and by the way, he re-examined the progress of Jiang He's integration into modern times.

At present, this progress feels a bit out of control, which is more serious than talking about a girlfriend who grew up with an old lady who scavenged garbage and then worked in a black factory and became homeless...

Jiang He learns faster than that.

Unable to step into Jiang He's shoes and experience it, Xu Qing also doesn't know how long it takes for an ancient person to integrate into modern times. One year is neither long nor short.

If you think about it carefully, Jiang He's growth has been accelerating. The more things he is exposed to, the faster he integrates.

Looking back suddenly, I saw that the girl in the corridor, who was covered in rain and holding a sword, had learned to joke around with him.

"What did you and Uncle Zhao talk about today?"

"We are heroes when we drink wine, and we are heroes when we make tea. We have nothing to do but go out and bask in the sun, otherwise we will get moldy."

"Still want to drink? My mouth smells bad after drinking, and I don't know what to drink." Jiang He muttered in a low voice. In fact, she didn't feel anything after drinking a little wine, but she just remembered that she drank a lot at that time.

The matter of Qing Pu's fall...

Alcohol is really harmful!

Xu Qing cleaned up the small shovel and went to the cupboard to find some tea at home. He planned to brew a pot in the afternoon or tomorrow and take it out. He wanted to reciprocate as a courtesy. He couldn't keep rubbing off on others, although Uncle Zhao was quite happy for him to come over and brag.

But if you bring a pot of tea, the feeling will be different. Your happiness will be doubled without losing anything.

Listening to Jiang He's words, he couldn't help but laugh, as if he hadn't drank for a long time.

"I don't want to drink it. It's the Three Kingdoms that make wine... It's normal if you don't know. A lot of girls don't know who the two people who make the wine are."

"I'll know in a minute."

"How about cooking first and then Baidu?"

"It doesn't take much effort." Jiang He still typed with one finger on the computer, but it was much faster on the mobile phone.

"Are you going out for tea in the afternoon?" She sharply saw Xu Qing taking out a can of tea.

"Well, together?"

"I prefer sitting with girls."

"...Me too." Xu Qing felt that what he said seemed like he loved sitting with the old man.

Although that is true, the words coming out of Jiang He's mouth always feel a bit ambiguous.

Jiang He went to cook.

While eating, I received a WeChat message from Gong Ping, complaining that she had bought too much food, even though she bought it according to the amount for one person.

I forgot that Xu Qing is a martial arts practitioner and must have a big appetite, Gong Ping said.

Jiang He looked at the rice on top of his own bowl, and then looked at the rice on top of Xu Qing's bowl. He felt that Xu Qing's appetite was only average, and Gong Ping probably ate too little.

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In the afternoon, Xu Qing sat at the door again with a pot of tea. In her hand was the thermos cup that Jiang He brought back from a health lecture. The white one was very nice and she kept using it.

Xu Qing also thought it was very good. The size fit right in his hand and felt good in the hand, so he liked to wear it.

"Come here for tea again?" Uncle Zhao was obviously very happy. He was surprised when he saw the pot of tea he was carrying and said that his chrysanthemum tea tasted better, but it was obvious that he liked it.

There is a reason why Xu Qing lives comfortably here.

"Why are you acting like an old man at such a young age? Where are those friends?"

"They are all busy, how can I be so free?" Xu Qing smiled, "And we are drinking with them, and drinking tea with you. I used to drink, but now I am more careful.

Are all women like this? They are very obedient when we first get together, but after being together for a long time, they turn into tigers?"

When Uncle Zhao heard this, he stared at his back. Xu Qing suddenly turned around, and the old man burst out laughing.

"Look how scared you are, how dare you." Uncle Zhao was very happy, "When will you get married?"

"It's coming soon. I met my parents last year. It's only happened in the past two years."

Xu Qingzhi took a sip of tea and looked into the distance not knowing what to think.

Uncle Zhao smiled and said in an experienced tone: "This woman is just like that. She is like a kitten at first. Gradually, when there are too many trivial things in life, she will become annoyed. When she becomes annoyed, this person's temper will change."

It will be violent, and then sometimes you feel, eh, why is this different from when we first talked about it? How come you have changed as a person?"

"Is this what my aunt is like?" Xu Qing withdrew her gaze and looked sideways at Zhao Shule.

"No! I..." Uncle Zhao scratched his head and smacked his tongue twice: "I can't help but smoke. I let her do everything else. I pretended not to hear the noise. Anyway, it made her angry, so I just let her go.

Feel at ease, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble."

The old man chuckled twice, feeling proud of his wit. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "How long have you been together?"

"Three years."

Xu Qing counted carefully with his fingers, "It should be three years... We can't let her know this, otherwise it will happen again."

"Can't even remember this?"

"It was so vague at first. I couldn't help but hold hands. I didn't know whether we were together or not together. Anyway, it was very... Isn't that what happened after we lived together?" Xu Qing laughed.

"Young man is really... we held hands and were together at that time. We have to get married to live together. It's better for you to live together."

Uncle Zhao curled his lips, "What if we break up?"

"She'll beat her to death."

"Hey..." Uncle Zhao was happy and nodded at him without taking him seriously.
Chapter completed!