novelraw Chapter 48 Mr. Qin depends on others?
Chapter 48 Mr. Qin depends on others?
This community is also a high-end residential, landscaped and garden-style bungalow flat-storey community. When it was first launched, the single-floor area was large, and the privacy was the biggest selling point. The private parking lot was comparable to a villa community. Jing took the people into the elevator directly to the fifth floor;
"I bought this house and basically never lived in it. I bought the fourth and fifth floors together. There is an open balcony on the fourth floor, and a sun room and terrace on the fifth floor. I'll take you to see it later."
When the elevator opened, it was directly the entrance door. Entering the door was a spacious living room, decorated in a modern style, simple and elegant. Song Jing took out his slippers and pulled a chair beside him to help him sit down;
"Are you tired, let me show you around?"
Song Jing couldn't restrain her good mood now, Qin Mo lived in his house now, Qin Mo glanced at him from the side and said softly;
"Guest as you wish."
Song Jing immediately refuted this, her gaze dropped to his stomach;
"How can you be considered a guest? You are the master, and he is the little master. He can see whatever he wants, and he can go to whichever room he wants."
This room is indeed not small, and the first floor looks like it will be about [-] square meters. Qin Mo of this community knows that the Qin family almost got this land back then, and later took the back lot. He walked Song Jing while introducing him;
"I changed the layout of the upper and lower floors. I changed the three bedrooms downstairs into an audio-visual room and a gym. There are dining rooms and kitchens on the upper and lower floors. Only one guest room is left on this floor."
It may be because the space is opened up, this floor looks bigger, Qin Mo's eyes fell on the balcony in front, there are many green plants on the balcony, and the afternoon sun shines on it warmly, making people look at it. Feeling a bit relieved, he walked over slowly, Song Jing followed suit like a real estate agent;
"The biggest highlight of this floor is the balcony. The scenery is specially designed by the designer. The plants are specially found and matched according to the drawings. This set of rattan bamboo chairs was bought by me in the early years. The cushion is my I just bought it, can you sit down and try it out?"
He basically didn't live here before, the soft furnishings were just installed according to the designer's design, and the details were written down in a small notebook when he remembered to look at them that day, and then he bought them urgently. down;
"You can rest here for a while in the afternoon, and make a cup of tea, not to mention how pleasant it is."
Just as Qin Mo was about to say something, his eyes fell behind Song Jing;
"You installed an elevator?"
Isn't there a sightseeing elevator behind Song Jing?
"Ah, yes, this elevator is a sightseeing type, and the surrounding glass can be raised and lowered. Above the balcony is the small terrace garden upstairs. Taking the elevator up can change from this small garden to that small garden. It is the beginning of the designer's design. At that time, I still thought it was tasteless, but now I am really glad that I didn’t lose money and didn’t cut this design. This elevator just comes in handy when you have limited mobility. The master bedroom on the upper floor is connected to the garden, so you can take the elevator down directly. It's very convenient here."
Thanks to the preservation of this design, otherwise, it would be a problem for Qin Mo to go up and down the stairs later.
Qin Mo nodded, his eyes were filled with tiredness, Song Jing saw it, and saw that it was almost time for him to rest in the afternoon;
"Get tired, take a look later, I'll take you to the master bedroom, sleep for a while if you're sleepy."
The two took the elevator upstairs, and the upstairs garden was much larger than the downstairs balcony. The elevator went out to the open-air terrace, and inside was the small garden of the glass house. The automatic sliding door in the garden was directly connected to the master bedroom. Song Jing simply led him around;
"I prepared a few loose sets of home clothes and pajamas, and changed clothes to sleep for a while?"
Qin Mo didn't say anything else. He changed into a dark blue satin pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed. Looking out from here, he could see the green and vibrant small garden, the garden and the garden scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is indeed too beautiful to blend into one body, he slightly restrained his expression, closed his eyes, and made a long while;
"Very well, this place is very nice, is this the home you designed for yourself?"
A house bought casually would not be decorated with such care. The audio-visual room downstairs and the gym were all decorated according to Song Jing's own preferences. He only found out later that Song Jing didn't really like living in a villa, but prefers to live on a flat floor. , in the half-price that he hadn't had time to give away, there were several flats he chose. This is not a simple house that he bought casually. This is the home that Song Jing prepared for himself without him. .
Song Jing's whole body froze suddenly, as if she had been punctured by something in her heart, she was at a loss;
"I, don't get me wrong..."
Qin Mo opened his eyes, his eyes were a bit tired and exhausted. These days, one thing happened after another, and this child grew up slowly, his energy has dropped a lot, and it is difficult to rest his face With a good-looking complexion, the old paranoia faded away, and the sickness and fragility began to appear on the body;
"Before, you seldom gave any suggestions on the decoration and layout of the house. In fact, it's just because you don't live long, isn't it a home?"
Qin Mo's words were calm, there was no sarcasm between his eyebrows, no sarcasm, his gentle voice flowed quietly and slowly said something that was obvious but he never paid attention to, but this attitude made Song Jing feel even more uncomfortable For a few minutes, it was as if a hand was rubbing repeatedly at the heart, which made his nose a little pantothenic.
He remembered Lin Yelan's words, so it was so obvious, so this person could see it and knew it, he suddenly didn't know what to say, but Qin Mo lay down on the bed, didn't seem to care about his answer;
"I'm tired, sleep for a while, you go to work."
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and Song Jing stayed on the sidelines like this for a long time before getting up to help him get a cup of warm water and put it on the bedside, and gently closing the door and going out, he leaned his back against the door, feeling something wrong in his heart. He could not get up and down so badly, he leaned against the door and squatted down slowly, yes, Qin Mo is such a smart person, he might not have thought much about it before, but now that he thinks about it again, there is still something he doesn't understand.
He wanted to start again, but the man said that they had never started, because the tenderness in the past was just a scene he played, and now that the scene was over, he was already a part of the scene, and he closed his eyes I desperately want to know what kind of past he and Qin Mo had, but the depths of my memory are always covered by a layer of fog, and I can't see clearly.
The doorbell rang suddenly, and he got up in a good mood. The things he bought had arrived, anti-slip mats, anti-collision strips. Although the bathroom was covered with anti-slip mats, there were still a few small places that should be paid attention to. Get rid of all distracting thoughts, do a good job now so that Qin Mo will feel less uncomfortable in the future is more important than anything else.
According to Zhou Hai's request, Qin Mo's nap time is actually not long, usually not more than an hour. After waking up, his body is sweating. It is not a sunny day outside today, and it looks like it is going to snow. , He sat up a little until the sweat on his body disappeared, and then propped himself up, pushed open the bedroom door, and only then saw the layout of the upstairs, turning out of the corridor is the living room upstairs, Song Jing is sitting on the carpet in the hall. Knowing what to do there, he walked over gently, Song Jing turned around when he heard the voice, and immediately raised a big smile;
"Are you awake?"
Qin Mo looked down at the things on the ground;
"what are you doing?"
"Anti-collision stickers, look how thoughtful this design is now. There are table corner stickers, semi-circular stickers, all kinds of shapes, so be careful, the bag is cute, isn't it? It won't hurt if you touch it .”
As Song Jing said, he patted the corner of the coffee table that had just been wrapped. The person behind him had a big belly, and sometimes he couldn't notice his feet. Seeing that the corners of the coffee table and the sharp edges of the dining table not far away were all covered, he walked to one side of the sofa and sat down, looking at the person in front of him pleasingly.
No one mentioned the topic before going to bed, Song Jing moved to his side;
"Give me a touch."
He stared at Qin Mo's belly like a greedy puppy, Qin Mo snorted softly;
"You're not done yet."
"That means you can touch it when you're done."
Song Jing has always been full marks for understanding the intention here, Qin Mo is too lazy to talk to him;
"By the way, you've been discharged from the hospital. I haven't invited any aunts or anything here. Do you think it's necessary to bring Mama Zhang here?"
Zhang Ma has been in the Qin family for many years, and has also taken care of Qin Mo for many years. She didn't specifically tell her about her pregnancy before, but she might have guessed it the two times she went back.
Qin Mo pondered for a moment, it wasn't that he couldn't trust Zhang Ma, but he didn't want anyone to see his appearance later;
"no need."
Song Jing nodded without asking why when she got the answer;
"That's fine, but the family may be being targeted. I will have someone pick up Mama Zhang to a nearby place, or let the driver deliver the food."
"Well, you can figure it out."
Leave this kind of thing to Song Jing, he doesn't need to worry too much;
"Okay, actually I can also cook. It's no problem to make a soup or something. I can make it for you too."
Qin Mo looked up at him. In the past few years, Song Jing had never been out of the kitchen, but he didn't want to mention the past at the moment. He took a pillow and put it on his back, relaxed his waist, and looked around. Walking around the house, you can see that the living room is a kitchen combining Chinese and Western, with frivolous eyebrows;
"Go ahead and make one tonight."
Song Jing didn't expect the opportunity to perform so quickly, but he was very useful to Qin Mo's "envoy";
"Before I came back, I had someone fill the refrigerator. I haven't had time to see what ingredients are there. Do you want to go around?"
After speaking, he put his arms across Qin Mo's body, a smile flashed in the man's eyes, but he still didn't reach out to touch him, Song Jing helped him by his elbow and led him up;
"I just checked the decoration on the Internet. The living room upstairs is very big. I measured it just now. The back of the sofa can just be blocked to make a small castle. I will show you the video in the evening, and then lay the cushions. There is enough space for children to play with Lego when they are learning to crawl.”
Qin Mo turned his head and glanced at the table case behind the sofa. If the table case is moved away, the space is indeed not small, and Song Jing is afraid that this person will leave behind, so he hastened to sell;
"The second bedroom next to the master bedroom has a good orientation and is not small in size. It would be best to change that room into a baby room. You can take a look at it later."
He described the picture of the three of them in this house bit by bit, and did not give Qin Mo the slightest chance to leave. What Lin Yelan said was right, he would leave a place bit by bit if he regarded a place as his home. Enrichment, he hopes that Qin Mo will be with him in the days to come. Although it seems a little difficult now, happiness is not so easy. Does it have to be managed without giving?Thinking of this, Song Jing's heart has settled down a lot, and she is full of hope for tomorrow.
The custom-made double-door refrigerator was opened, and everything from fruits to vegetables to milk beverages was neatly arranged inside, and the air-conditioning poured out. Song Jing hurriedly helped Qin Mo back;
"See what you want to eat?"
"There should be meat at the bottom. It's four o'clock, too complicated soup is not good, but a simple stew is still okay."
Qin Mo looked at the coconuts inside;
"I haven't eaten coconut for a long time, let's make a coconut."
Song Jing didn't say anything when he heard the order, and closed the refrigerator door;
"Okay, this is quick, I'm going to prepare now, you look around, be careful where you step."
"Ah."
Song Jing took out the chicken from the freezer. This chicken was bought by him and killed fresh, but after all, it was not easy to preserve and had to be frozen. The chicken was thawed here, and the coconut was ready to be opened, and the coconut juice was poured into the He poured it into a glass and put it in the refrigerator to cool it down. He beat it in the microwave for half a minute, then heated up another half glass of milk and put it in. After adding a little sugar, the aroma wafted out, and he took the glass into the room.
Qin Mo was not in the living room, but in the room next to the master bedroom that Song Jing said to be the children's room just now. The burden on the back and sacrum was getting heavier, and when Song Jing came in, he saw him habitually covering his stomach with one hand and lightly clenched his fist with the other tapping his back, and he stepped forward quickly;
"Sore back? Sit for a while?"
"I don't sit anymore, I've been lying down these days."
Song Jing saw that there was a slight worry on his face, so she remembered Zhou Hai's words yesterday, it's good to take a walk;
"Don't worry about the child, didn't Zhou Hai say that the child is very smart, don't be tired, just sit down for a while when you are tired, try the freshly heated coconut milk, we will have dinner on time at six o'clock."
Qin Mo took the cup and went out with him. It was rare for him to be so free. He simply sat in the dining room on one side. The semi-open kitchen, he could see the kitchen by leaning on the chair. busy people.
Song Jing's knife skills are not unfamiliar, and his movements are quite neat. All the ingredients are ready, and they are placed on a tray like a waiter. The coconut juice has been poured into the pot, and the ingredients are placed a table;
"The soul is here, thanks to the little limes at home, otherwise this coconut chicken would be less flavorful, can you make it yourself?"
Looking at the ingredients on this table, Qin Mo had a bit of an appetite, so it was rare for him to make a joke;
"Well, sit down, if you don't eat well, you won't even be able to sleep on the floor."
Just as Song Jing was about to say something, the person on the opposite side laughed lightly again;
"Forget that I am living under the fence now."
The author says:
Mr. Qin's thoughts were all on Song Gou before, but later he realized that he never regarded it as his home;
a little sad;
On Monday, Mr. Jiang, please click to collect it;
"After getting into the car of a squeamish man by mistake"