Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Today Wu Fuqian seemed to be a different person, his complexion was ruddy and radiant, and when viewed from a distance, it seemed that he had added a lot of dazzling light.

Qin Xiong looked up curiously, then looked at Song Wuqing suspiciously, and finally murmured: "The chief asked you to rest well, why did you get up?"

Wu Fuqian's footsteps were still unsteady, he staggered to the stone table, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Qin, Brother Song, good morning."

After Song Wuqing and Qin Xiong looked at each other, Song Wuqing couldn't hold back and asked: "I said Wu Fuqian, you kid took ecstasy, why are you so happy today?"

Wu Fuqian sat down on the stone bench slowly, and said with a more charming smile, "Is there anything? I've always been happy, okay?" As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled at Ma Yantang beside him, "I'm hungry, what else is there?" Breakfast?"

"I'll go right away, I'll go right away. Last night, the leader ordered me to get the breakfast specially prepared for you this morning. I'll go get it now." After Ma Yantang finished speaking, he turned and left immediately.

Song Wuqing couldn't help looking at Qin Xiong again, and asked suspiciously: "When did the leader treat this kid so well?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Qin Xiong replied angrily.

"What did you eat again? You speak so aggressively?" Song asked ruthlessly.

Wu Fuqian smiled more and said: "Oh, you can't see how good he is to you, so it's no wonder he gets angry."

Song Wuqing's expression changed, and he turned his head to stare at Wu Fuqian and said, "Who... whoever treats whom well, I think only the leader treats you best here." After speaking, Song Wuqing turned and walked in without looking back. own house.

Wu Fuqian shook his head and murmured: "Oh, poor thing, after paying so much, that person still doesn't understand, alas."

Qin Xiong couldn't help but look down and said: "Wu Fuqian, I think you seem to be very free, otherwise how can you have the time to take care of other people's affairs?"

"I don't have time to take care of other people's affairs. I just want to take good care of my health now, because my little man is still waiting for me." Wu Fugan showed a gentle smile on his lips, making him look even more beautiful.

Qin Xiong shook his head and sighed, then turned around and walked towards his own room, but left Wu Fugan sitting there alone, smiling stupidly.

At the same time, Yan Qiaotian has arrived at Xia Mansion. He had been here a year ago, but he did not expect that when he met again today, he would still look the same as a year ago. It was just that the originally majestic stone lion turned out to be the same as before. It is also gradually mottled, and it is no longer majestic.

Looking at the lonely scene in Xia Mansion, Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but sighed: "I'm afraid your brother hasn't been home much this year?"

"That's why I want to follow Brother Yan. Anyway, I'm the only one left in this family." Xia Qingyan murmured in a low voice.

Although the voice was very low, it was still heard by Yan Qiaotian. He raised his hand and stroked Xia Qingyan's head, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry for you."

Xia Qingyan raised her head suddenly, showing a bright smile, and said, "It doesn't matter, now that the leader is here, can I follow you in the future, whether it is a cow or a horse, or a wife, I am willing."

When talking about being a wife, Xia Qingyan lowered her head in embarrassment, with a shy smile on her face.

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly and said, "How old are you this year?"

Xia Qingyan raised her head happily, and said excitedly: "It's already nineteen this year, and the good sisters I played with when I was young are all married, and some of them have given birth to babies."

"Oh, do you know how old I am?" Yan Qiaotian asked helplessly.

"Brother Yan is only as big as my brother, how can he be much older than Qingyan?" Xia Qingyan guessed with her big eyes blinking.

"Hey, what is it like to be a cow, a horse, and a wife? Let's talk about it later. Why don't you invite me in now?" Yan Qiaotian said with a smile.

"Oh, look at my brain, why am I so stupid, Brother Yan, go in quickly, I have to find a gift for you." Xia Qingyan immediately grabbed Yan Qiaotian's arm, and pulled him into the summer house together. government.

Yan Qiaotian felt a strange feeling brush over his body. He looked up at the sky, and a group of egrets flew over his head, neighing and making piercing calls.

The inside of the Xia Mansion was still the same as it was a year ago. Yan Qiaotian sat on a chair in the main hall, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and then put it down.

There were not many people in the mansion, and it seemed that some people had been dismissed. Thinking about the bustling scene a year ago, and looking at the desolation now, Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but feel sad for Xia Chang.

Xia Chang is the father of Xia Qingyan and Xia Chongwen, because Yan Qiaotian had a relationship with him many years ago, so he agreed to Xia Chang's request a year ago to help his son change his ways. The cult organization was wiped out, and Xia Chongwen was brought back safely, but when they came back, Xia Chang had already passed away.

"Brother Yan, look." Xia Qingyan's cry interrupted Yan Qiaotian's thoughts.

Yan Qiaotian looked up and saw Xia Qingyan happily ran into the main hall, holding something that jingled in her hand.

It wasn't until recently that Yan Qiao realized that it was a very delicate purse. Xia Qingyan stuffed the purse into Yan Qiaotian's hands and said shyly, "I spent a lot of time making it. I hope Brother Yan will like it."

Yan Qiaotian looked at this thing in embarrassment, he never liked to carry purses and the like, because he always felt that these were things for women, how could he, a big man, use things for women.

"I never use a purse, why don't you give it to those in need?" Yan Qiaotian put the purse on the table and replied with a smile.

Xia Qingyan's eyes were reddish, she stared at Yan Qiaotian and choked up, "Brother Yan, don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, but I never use this kind of thing." Yan Qiaotian said helplessly.

"I don't care, I'll give it to you. If you don't want it, don't come to my house in the future, and don't come to see my brother." Xia Qingyan stubbornly stuffed the purse into the other party's hand and said with a pout.

Yan Qiaotian reluctantly played with the purse in his hand, finally raised his head and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take it for now." After speaking, he stuffed the purse into his sleeve, and then continued to ask, "Can I go Have a look at your brother's room?"

"Oh, you can watch it if you want, anyway, he doesn't come back often." Xia Qingyan sighed slightly.

……

When it was getting dark, Yan Qiao returned to Wu Lingxiao. When he thought of Xia Qingyan's tears before he left, he couldn't help shaking his head. Such a little girl is so persistent, and he has nothing but love for her. Apart from brother-sister affection, there is really no other affection.

Yan Qiaotian, who has always been at a loss for feelings, couldn't help feeling annoyed, how should he refuse her so as not to hurt her?