Time and you are my fault

Later, Chu Yi went to the kitchen in the backyard to cook, leaving the two of them chatting in the front hall.

In the evening, Yu Cheng's little grandson was picked up by a servant.

The little guy was nine years old, and when he saw Chuy, he eagerly followed her behind.

"I've watched your live broadcast, and I'm still your fan." The little guy showed a pair of small canine teeth, "I even gave you a gift."

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, "How can a minor get gifts?"

The little guy blushed, squeaked and said, "I used Auntie Xiaofu's account to scan."

Chuy rubbed his head, "Don't give people random gifts in the future, you know? You are a child, and you haven't made any money yet."

"Oh." The little guy blushed.

The sun was setting, and the golden-red light shrouded the open space in the backyard.

Zong Yanxiu leaned against the door frame not too far away, watching Chu Yi wearing an apron, chatting with the children while cooking.

Smiling eyebrows and eyes, gentle and beautiful.

He watched this scene, and it never passed.

He thought that in a few years, the little boy in the picture would become their two babies.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more gentle. He strode over and picked up the child, "Did you finish your homework?"

The little guy held his mouth and ran away angrily.

Chu Yi glared at him, lifted the lid of the pot, and the fresh aroma of mushroom soup rushed into his breath.

Just as she was about to take out the soup, the man snatched the spoon away.

He pushed her aside, "Wait."

Chuy took the apron to wipe off the water droplets on her fingers, watching his movements quietly.

"Why help me?"

Chu Yi looked at the soup bowl he handed over, and just as she was about to pick it up, she heard a chuckle from a man in front of her, "I didn't say that if I earned the copyright, I would give it to Xin He."

Chuy's raised hand froze, then looked up at him.

After three seconds of glaring, she turned decisively and walked towards the front hall.

The left man stood in place holding the soup bowl.

The breeze in the summer evening mixed with the cool breath of the mountains swirls in the air.

He stared at the woman's distraught back, and gave birth to a smile, and that laughter also flew up to the sky with the wind.

After eating, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"The guest room has been packed, let's stay here for one night." Yu Cheng rubbed his belly, feeling that he had eaten too much, so he went for a walk outside.

Chu Yi stared blankly at the old man's back, "We..."

Before he could finish speaking, his hand was grabbed by the man.

He shook his head slightly.

Chu Yi knew that Yu Cheng's personality was uncertain, so he didn't dare to refute. He still hasn't let go of the copyright issue.

Just living here, in this house, there is only one guest room in the front yard, and the back yard... seems to be the place where the servants live and the warehouse.

With complicated thoughts, Chu Yi and the servant cleaned up the dining table together, then walked slowly to the yard to enjoy the shade.

The servant was teaching the little grandson homework, and Yu Cheng didn't know where to go.

Chu Yi waved the mosquitoes around her, couldn't help but scratch the red envelopes from the mosquito bites on her arms and neck, and finally went back to the room.

The servant brought over the pajamas, "Ma'am, these are my clothes, brand new and unworn, you can change them, this is the old man's, and it is also new, by the way, this is the mosquito repellent cream made by the old man himself , It is very useful for mosquito packs, you can try it.”

"Thank you." Chuy smiled and took it.

Zong Yanxiu stood in the yard outside the window and made a phone call.

Chuy was lying on the window sill, playing with the mosquito repellent cream with her fingers, looking over the window screen to see his slender arms waving non-stop, and also enduring the bullying of mosquitoes.

Chu Yi saw two or three mosquito bumps on his neck, which were very red, in stark contrast to his skin.

She raised her eyebrows, a sense of gloating came out.

The man who was a few steps away suddenly turned around, and saw the woman pursing her lips secretly, as if she had found something interesting.

Chuy met his eyes and immediately held back her smile.

Quickly stood up straight from the window sill, turned around and sat on the chair next to him.

With a smile in his eyes, the man hung up the phone after saying a few words to the other party.

Lifting the mosquito curtain, he walked into their guest room.

Seeing him coming in, Chu Yi felt uncomfortable all over.

She pointed to the clothes on the table, "the clothes are there, you can go take a shower."

He glanced at her, took the clothes and walked into the bathroom.

The door separated the figures of the two, Chu Yi took a deep breath, feeling less depressed.

On the phone, Lian Shanshan sent a message.

【Yiyi, what did you send me?Can I take it apart? 】

It was the paternity report testimonial sent from another city.

Chu Yi hurriedly replied, 【It's my file. 】

[Okay, I'll send it to you when I find time. By the way, did you quarrel with Zong Yanxiu?I heard from Han Qifeng that Hengzong is robbing you for the script? 】

Chuy stared at the message in a daze.

The finger writes and deletes on the screen, deletes and writes.

But in the end, three short words were left on the screen.

【small issue. 】

When Zong Yanxiu came out, there was no one in the room.

He simply wiped his hair, and just as he was about to go out to find her, he saw Chu Yi come in with two pomegranates.

"Mr. Yu just picked it, do you want to eat it?" She put the pomegranate on the table.

"You peel it and I eat it." He hung the towel on the wall hook.

Chuy snorted and put down the pomegranate.

Zong Yanxiu noticed the red envelope on her neck, frowned, walked to her side, and reached out to pick up the mosquito repellent cream next to the pomegranate.

The man scraped a layer of light green ointment with his long fingers, and leaned over to wipe her a red envelope.

The sudden rush of heat made Chu Yi hide back, "I'll do it myself."

She wanted to push him away, but he pressed her against the chair forcefully.

The man's rough fingertips supported her chin, and turned to the other side, revealing her slender and fair neck.

There is an urge to let him take a bite.

The two mosquito packs were very close to each other, and he swirled the cold ointment on the itchy part with his fingers, causing Chu Yi to subconsciously swallow her saliva.

Suddenly, a slight gust of wind blew on the neck.

The coolness of the ointment reached its peak, and a fine layer of shudder appeared all over his body.

She turned her head abruptly, only to see his face instantly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Before he could dodge in time, he kissed her on the lips.

Chuy blinked hard, the softness on her lips just brushed away, as if it was caused by him inadvertently, "What are you doing!"

Zong Yanxiu stood up straight, "I just blew on the ointment, I didn't expect you to turn your head."

Chu Yi pursed her lips, grabbed her pajamas and ran to the bathroom, "You're a good boy..."

The bathroom door is closed.

The water vapor in the room was still permeating, Chu Yi looked at herself in the mirror.

Even though she had had countless intimate contacts, she was still moved by his deliberate approach and his little tricks.

After washing up, Zong Yanxiu was obediently lying on the outside of the bed.

This bed is against the corner position, the headboard and the other side are close to the wall.

Chewie had to climb over him if she wanted to get into bed.

Glancing at the hard bamboo bench, Chuy chose to lie on the inner side of the bed.

She took off her shoes, stepped on the edge of the bed with her long legs, stepped over the man's long legs, and entered directly inside.

To her surprise, Zong Yanxiu didn't make any small moves.

She moved lightly and lay on the inside.

However, before the hair touched the pillow, an arm lay across her pillow.

She naturally lay on his arms.

Chu Yi looked at the man with closed eyes, "..."

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the moonlight poured in from the window at the end of the bed, illuminating the lower bodies of the two of them.

Both of them closed their eyes and did not speak.

It wasn't long before Chu Yi heard the sound of the man next to him scratching his skin.

She finally couldn't help opening her eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

His voice was hoarse, "Mosquito bites are very itchy."