The little ancestor who was abducted by Qi Ye

In the living room, the smell of liquor lingers and burns.

Jiang Sesur was really stuck in the face of He Peijiu's son of a god.

'Boom--'

He Peijiu overturned the cup directly, and the water cup containing honey fell to the ground, and most of the splashed warm water poured on Jiang Sesur's skirt and legs.

Her scream made Jiang Huaiyuan, who was dizzy, tremble with fright.

At this time, the instinctive reaction should be to avoid, but Jiang Sesur was so shameless that he wanted to pounce on Peijiu.

"presumptuous!"

Wu Zhi, who was as stable as Mount Tai, shouted loudly, and his rough voice echoed in the quiet living room.

He stood behind He Peijiu, and at the critical moment, he turned over and raised his hand to grab Jiang Sesur's long hair, and stopped her from falling down, and pushed her casually.

Jiang Sesur staggered, knocked over the coffee table and sat on the ground, extremely embarrassed.

"Qi Ye is also something you can touch casually!"

Wu Zhi is tall and strong, looking down at Jiang Sesur condescendingly.

The two of the He family were reticent, and they couldn't see their excellence if they didn't show their mountains and dews, but now they have seen their talents.

A certain person in Yangshen didn't even give him a second glance, he calmly took the paper towel handed over by He Xing and slowly wiped his fingertips.

But he raised his eyes abruptly, staring directly at the small side hall with wine-colored pupils.

Jiang Nian laughed, just when Jiang Sesur was thrown to the ground.

The action is funny, and it's embarrassing, how can it be indifferent to the comfort in my heart.

It's just that the eyes are slightly turned away, and they meet He Peijiu's eyes.

His cheeks burned violently, he turned his head in a panic and poured a glass of cold water, preparing to hide in the room in a panic.

He heard his lukewarm, but hoarse and deep voice drifting over.

"Jiang Nian, I'm thirsty."

"..."

Jiang Nian bit the bullet, squeezed his fingertips nervously, and poured water with shaking hands.

These words sounded a little ambiguous, and made her face turn red with blood.

He Peijiu's mood improved, and she rubbed her fingertips twice.

It is a very good start for the little girl to care about the opposite sex who is close to him.

He Yu also saw Jiang Nian in the small side hall, subconsciously looked at his grandfather's face from the corner of his eye, and was startled if he didn't look at it.

Qiye smiled precipitously, with spring water in his eyes...

The Jiang family who arrived in the afternoon has only been around for a few hours, and he has never been close to a woman. He has some doubts about whether his master likes the peacock master in the capital, but today, just today.

Seventh Master is actually springing up, still, still...

Underage girls!
"What are you looking at?" From the corner of the eye, he stared at He Xuan, his eyes were cold and poisonous, as if he could see clearly what was going on in his heart.

What else can I watch, let's see you discharge the girl!
He Huan bowed his head respectfully, "I don't think it's early, Qi Ye, you're tired from traveling all day, it's time to go back to the hotel and rest."

He Peijiu didn't make a sound, but squeezed the space between her eyebrows.

"Master, are you okay?" Jiang Nian came over with tea, which was still warm from the thermos.

He took the teacup, drank some, and raised his eyes.

His eyes were red with wine, and he glanced at her, his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's getting late."

The implication is that he is ready to leave.

Now that He Xuan had eyesight, he leaned over and stretched out his arms. He Peijiu put one hand on it to get up, stood up straight and brushed the hem of his clothes twice, and shot at Jiang Sesur, who was still competing with Wu Zhi, with a sinister sharp blade.

No words, just a contemptuous look.

"Uncle, I'll see you off." Jiang Nian glanced at him and followed.

Wu Zhi still controlled Jiang Sesur, and he didn't let go until He Peijiu went out.

At this time, Jiang Huaiyuan was half scared of drinking, knowing that Jiang Sesu was rude first, and dared not help make up for half a word.

He hurriedly got up, staggered a little, and kicked Jiang Sesur when passing by.

"The embarrassing thing, don't get out!"

Jiang Sesur was originally uncomfortable because he failed to throw He Peijiu down, thinking about him in his heart, how could he spread this blame on him, naturally he had ten times, a hundred times resentment towards Wu Zhi who ended the accident.

Now that he was kicked again and scolded such an ugly sentence, wouldn't it be embarrassing for He Peijiu to hear it.

Jiang Sesur's mentality collapsed, and she immediately kicked her two long legs in the living room, and cried aggrievedly.

The image is completely ruined!

……

At the gate of Jiang's house, Jiang Nian was wearing thin clothes, and it was raining lightly outside, so He Peijiu didn't let her follow.

Standing under the night light, squinting at her, warm dizziness floated in his eyes, entwined with a smear of red, colorful and depressed, very attractive.

"It's cold at night, don't send it away."

"Then be careful."

He hooked his lower lip, fleetingly, and glanced at her scattered hair.

My palms were a little itchy, and I wanted to smooth her hair.

In the next second, Fa Xin felt warm, and his fingertips were too warm, and when they rubbed against his scalp, it seemed as if sparks were falling.

This kind of heat made her hair go numb for a while, and she was stopped when she was about to hide.

"Don't move, your hair is messed up."

His voice was deep and hoarse, with the blurred taste of drunkenness.

Jiang Nian's heart throbbed uneasy, he didn't dare to move, his fingers clutched the corner of his clothes, his breathing and heartbeat became disordered.

"When do you plan to treat me to dinner? I will return to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

After Fa Xin's hair was smoothed out, he moved his hand down, and lifted the skirt of the skirt turned up at the side of her neck. The warm fingertips always rubbed against her neck intentionally or unintentionally.

He Peijiu's red eyes suddenly sank a little, and the wind in his eyes was covered with the heat of drinking.

The little girl's skin was soft and smooth.

I kind of want to...

kiss.

"It's cold at night, wear more." The elder's tone of advice made her dare not think about it.

Jiang Nian's body couldn't stop trembling, and he nodded obediently. Just when he wanted to avoid it, He Peijiu had already withdrawn, but seemed to be unconsciously rubbing past her hot earlobe.

For just a moment, she felt that it was an illusion.

"Thank you, uncle."

Nian Jiang sighed, his heartbeat was so fast that it was about to break the watch, he was flustered, and he stroked his ears and hair to cover his ears.

"If you are free, how about tomorrow afternoon, I have time after cram school."

"See you tomorrow, go in, girls don't catch cold."

Jiang Nian didn't dare to stay any longer, the psychological pressure was too great to stand with him.

With a soft voice, he said "walk slowly" and hurried into the house, bumping into Jiang Huaiyuan who was chasing him.

The smell of alcohol was really smoky, and he couldn't help but frowned.

"Has Master Qi gone?"

"Probably not yet." After she finished speaking, she entered the room, and when she passed the living room, she glanced at Jiang Sesur, who was crying and her face was covered with cosmetics, she hooked the corner of her mouth and went back to the room.

Even the eyebrows and eyes are brighter.

Jiang Huaiyuan chased out anxiously, didn't notice that he was still moving forward, bumped into something suddenly, his consciousness was blurred after drinking alcohol, he glanced at the person in front of him through the light on the porch, it was already cold in the drizzle, At this moment, there was a chill in my heart, as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.

The person who hit him was Wu Zhi who was standing beside the car, his body was hard and muscular, not to mention a woman, even a man like Jiang Huaiyuan would feel numb after being hit.

Wu Zhi leaned sideways, tall and mighty, with condescending and contemptuous eyes.

"Mr. Jiang also wants to attack our seventh master?"

After all, he had been with He Qiye for a long time, and seeing his reticence, it would be a critical blow if he opened his mouth.

"I..." Jiang Huaiyuan, a big man, also felt ashamed and flustered this time. Jiang Sesur was still underage, and his mind was like this, and he took the initiative to rush at a strange man.

He is Jiang Sesur's father, so his face is naturally lost.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Zhi added, "Our seventh master is clean and self-respecting, and I hope that the second lady of the Jiang family will respect herself, so don't dirty the seventh master!"

A word 'dirty' is enough to point out the essence of each.

After hitting the point, he looked away and walked around the front of the car to the driver's seat.

At this moment, the window of the back seat was lowered, He Peijiu was a little drunk, and her throat was mixed with bone-chilling coldness in this rainy night.

It seems that the cool wind can penetrate to the bones.

"Mr. Jiang doesn't need to send any more, please leave."

The engine was noisy and let out an unpleasant exhaust before leaving.

Looking at the car going away, Jiang Huaiyuan stood for a while on the rainy night, his heart felt chilly, his body shook and he turned back to the house.

Jiang Huaiyuan entered the room, and through the warm light, he went straight to Jiang Lao's bedroom on the first floor without giving them a good look.

**
Yanjing Hotel.

After a day of travel and dust, the smell of alcohol and travel dust was only washed away this time.

Coming out of the shower, her hair was in a mess with drops of water, her slender white hands fiddled with her at will, her eyes under her black hair were full of laziness after drinking, and she stretched her belt with her fingers to receive the warm water handed over.

The demeanor is rebellious, and the wind flows into the bones.

He was tall, and the hotel bathrobe was cutely short.

Strolling to the sofa, leaning against the soft backrest, with both feet resting on the coffee table, the bottom of the bathrobe slipped off, revealing long straight legs, unlike some men with overgrown hair, only slightly invisible fluff.

There are indeed traces of old wounds on the right leg near the knee, which has been repeatedly cut several times, and the flesh is newly grown, compared to the skin next to it, it is tender and tender.

In his early years as a soldier, he suffered two bullets, one on his right leg and the other on his waist. Fortunately, the bullet passed through his body, and the rescue team came in time, otherwise He Qiye would have died in the line of duty and be buried in the martyrs cemetery .

There were two people standing in front of the tea table, He Xun was restless and kept pushing Wu Zhi behind his back, but Wu Zhi was too quiet to talk.

After arguing for a while, He Peijiu looked up at the two of them. After drinking, he was always a bit lazy and evil.

"Say something."

He could tell that he was in a good mood, and that's why he allowed He Xing to be presumptuous.

It would have been better to let the two of them 'get out' long ago.

He Huan smiled resentfully, glared at the wooden man beside him and asked, "Master Qi, do you... know Miss Jiang?"

But no, if it wasn't for the acquaintance, how could it be like this.

Don't talk about love at first sight, it's just an excuse for lust.