Warm Water Spirits

Song Xueying turned her head and said with a smile, "You are Yun Qi, right?"

Jiang Yunqi walked in, Pei Zhe handed the hot milk to Jiang Yunqi, Jiang Yunqi took it, looked carefully at Pei Zhe's expression, then turned and said to Song Xueying at the door, "I am."

As they rushed all the way, their hair curled up in the wind. Jiang Yunqi observed Song Xueying while drinking milk.

This woman is even more beautiful than Pei Yue.Pei Yue's facial features are elegant, and her gestures are similar to Pei Zhe's aura, but more reserved and gentle.Not Song Xueying, she just stood there and said nothing, making people feel glamorous and dazzing.When looking at Jiang Yunqi from a few steps away, the corners of his eyes and brows are unconsciously charming.

Now, these amorous feelings are all towards Pei Zhe.

Jiang Yunqi regretted why he didn't grow taller so that he could hide Pei Zhe's face.

I don't know when the rain started, it wasn't too heavy.The sky is bright and sunny.It rains under the sun, which is a very common sight in Suihu.

Pei Zhe asked Jiang Yunqi to sit down at the dining table outside and have a good meal.

Jiang Yunqi was not very relieved to let Song Xueying and Pei Zhe be alone, so he nodded.didn't move.

Pei Zhe saw that Jiang Yunqi's mind was not difficult to guess, and laughed: "Yunqi."

Jiang Yunqi looked up at him, with milk froth sticking to the corner of his mouth, with a frustrated expression.This woman is so beautiful, Jiang Yunqi thinks that any man will like it.

Pei Zhe stretched out his thumb to help him wipe the milk froth, and said in a low voice, "Go."

Jiang Yunqi feels that trust is one thing, but a beautiful woman is another.But he still listened to Pei Zhe's words and walked out slowly.

The smell of rain, the aroma of toast, and Jiang Yunqi's dejected little dark clouds floated in the air.

Song Xueying's eyes moved slowly between the two, as if she had noticed something, but also seemed to know nothing.

When Jiang Yunqi rushed over, Song Xueying watched all the way. The handsome and straight figure was very eye-catching at first glance, especially a pair of sea blue eyes. When you calm down and stare at others, there is often a bit of coldness. Look at Pei Zhe, not so much, gentle and soft Intimacy is like a warm lake held in the palm of your hand, light and thorough.

Such eyes are full of unreserved obedience and total dependence - this is the first time Song Xueying has seen an adopted child who can be raised to this level.

Aunt Song had told Song Xueying about the Pei family, and about Jiang Yunqi's relationship with them.Song Xueying only thought it was a novelty at the time, but this meeting gave birth to a little bit of fun—Jiang Yunqi looked at Pei Zhe's eyes and said that his younger brother was too light, but it seemed...

Aunt Song, who is under the same roof, may have underestimated something.Song Xueying thought.

But Aunt Song is such a shrewd and experienced person, it's impossible for such a long time not to see a little bit - how can she detect the clues just after meeting, how can she escape Aunt Song who gets along day and night?

It is more likely that Aunt Song loved Jiang Yunqi too much, so she followed Jiang Yunqi's liking to tolerate.

Song Xueying leaned against the door and looked at Jiang Yunqi with her slender neck like a swan. After a while, she looked away and said to Pei Zhe, "Mr. Pei really doesn't need help?"

Jiang Yunqi, who had just walked out a few steps, had his ears straight, stood still and raised his head, pretending to drink milk.

Out of the corner of Song Xueying's eyes, she noticed that the smile on her face was even stronger: "Aunt Song called me specifically to ask me to cook a good meal. My craftsmanship is pretty good..."

"Mr. Pei, don't you want to try it?"

Jiang Yunqi turned around completely, staring angrily at Song Xueying's back.

Pei Zhe looked at Song Xueying and remained silent for a while.

He was very accurate at seeing people, and knew that Song Xueying should have seen it at this moment, and was probably teasing Jiang Yunqi, so he said, "No need. Qigui has already entertained you last night, it's too troublesome."

Jiang Yunqi hummed softly, walked to the dining table and sat down.

There are two solid walls on the second floor of the old house, one extending into a balcony, and one glass curtain wall facing the patio, with cloud shadows and sky light, and a drizzle, the scenery is very good.

It can be seen that these are all other designs made in the later stage, unlike Song Qigui's.

Jiang Yunqi looked left and right for a while, and before he could see all the furnishings on the second floor clearly, a person sat next to him unexpectedly.

After sitting down, Song Xueying picked up a piece of bread and tore it to eat, followed Jiang Yunqi's gaze and said, "Isn't it pretty? I designed it."

"My cousin has a lot of money, but he lacks brains."

Song Xueying glanced at Jiang Yunqi with a smile: "Don't look at me that way, Aunt Song said that about him too."

Jiang Yunqi lowered his head and ate the bread quietly.

Song Xueying's gaze inadvertently passed Jiang Yunqi's curved and exposed back neck, her thin eyebrows suddenly raised lightly, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and for a moment, she said lazily: "Do you think the design here is good?"

Jiang Yunqi raised his head and looked carefully at the glass like blue mist, and said honestly: "Okay."

It was already night when I arrived last night, and I was so sleepy that I didn't have time to take a good look at it.Although Jiang Yunqi can't understand the design, he also thinks that in a room mainly made of wood, adding a side of pure natural scenery will be pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

"...Actually, I also have selfish intentions. I plan to use this place to open a design studio...but when Aunt Song comes back, it will be considered a popular place to live in. I won't be too lonely if I live alone in the future—"

"Aunt Song won't come back." Jiang Yunqi looked at Song Xueying and said.

Song Xueying was taken aback for a moment: "Brother Qigui said that the purpose of building this house is for Aunt Song to come back to support her."

Jiang Yunqi was expressionless: "You also said that he has no brains."

Song Xueying: "..."

From Song Xueying's words before and after, Jiang Yunqi probably guessed who she was.

Song Qigui's cousin, a top student like Pei Zhe, the "Sister Ying" that Aunt Song often mentions.I heard Cuo's gossip that Sister Ying was divorced once, and then she went abroad to study interior design alone, and she was still at the Politecnico di Milano.When Pei Yue was pregnant with her second child, the house was going to be renovated, so she contacted Sister Ying through Aunt Song.

I just don’t know what to do when I come back this time, to open a studio in Suihu?Jiang Yunqi thinks this is unrealistic... Aunt Song mentioned Sister Ying several times before, and she suspected that she would not come back after being abroad.

Jiang Yunqi looked at Song Xueying and said, "Aunt Song will go back to Jiangzhou to stay with us, and we will take care of her."

Song Xueying was thoughtful, and after the meeting, she said something similar to Pei Yue: "Aunt Song will not trouble the Pei family. After all, Pei Zhe is kind to our Song family. You should know this too, right?"

Jiang Yunqi nodded, knowing what Song Xueying was talking about: "But Aunt Song has always taken care of me, this is what I should do."

Song Xueying was a little moved. She looked at Jiang Yunqi for a moment, and then turned to look at Pei Zhe who was leaning on the balcony railing and looking down at his phone.

Pei Zhe just raised his head. He probably heard what Jiang Yunqi said. He cast his gaze on Jiang Yunqi, and a smile soon formed on the corner of his mouth.

Footsteps were heard on the stairs, and Song Qigui went downstairs with the welding equipment, biting a cigarette and laughing: "My mother picked up a son for nothing. It's really good."

Song Xueying stood up suddenly, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "I think you are the one who picked it up."

Song Qigui raised his hand to pinch his cigarette, dissatisfied: "Xiaoying, have you ever called me brother since you came in this morning?"

Song Xueying rolled her eyes: "Have you contacted the satin master who asked you to help me? His family is in Rochester where you are on a business trip. He is an old immigrant. It would be troublesome for you to visit and ask for advice!"

Song Qigui put the tools under the stairs, walked into the kitchen to wash his hands, turned the faucet to the maximum, turned his head and smiled and said to Song Xueying, "What did you say?"

Song Xueying was as cold as ice.

Jiang Yunqi didn't really want to participate in the explosive atmosphere between the cousins, so he looked at Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe suddenly put away his phone and stared at the balcony not far away, wondering what he was looking at.

Here, Song Qigui washed his hands and came over to sit down, looking idle, but with a confident tone: "Don't worry, I will take care of your affairs even if I lose the company, right?"

Song Xueying snorted coldly.

Song Qigui said: "I contacted—although I didn't contact in person, but the sincerity must be enough—"

Song Xueying: "Your sincerity is dollars, right?"

Song Qigui laughed, mysteriously: "But that Chinese master is busy recently, and he has no time to make the dragon and phoenix pattern you want, and he won't make it for any amount of dollars. I have no choice, so I said, then you give me an alternative plan, My sister finally got married, and she is superstitious about this—ah! Why are you kicking me?!"

Song Xueying smiled angrily: "Continue."

Song Qigui pretended to be in pain for a few seconds, then changed his face and said seriously: "Cough—the master gave him the contact information of a brother of the same clan in China. I have already contacted him, and paid four times the price, full of sincerity , it will be delivered to you in about two days. Don't worry, it will be delivered to you before you get married."

Song Xueying twitched her eyebrows and said, "That's fine."

After going back and forth, Jiang Yunqi also understood, but he was more curious about one thing. He looked away from Pei Zhe and asked, "Why is that pattern superstitious?"

Song Qigui waved his hand: "Ask you, Sister Ying. At the beginning, your sister Ying described it to me as if you could be a couple for a few lifetimes after sleeping with that! How boring—ah! Song! Xueying! You kick— —”

"Qigui."

Suddenly, Pei Che, who had been looking downstairs, said to Song Qigui without turning his head, "Someone seems to be coming from the old barracks, go down and ask."

Song Qigui stretched out his finger and poked Song Xueying's forehead, turned around and ordered him to go straight: "Hey! Good."

Song Xueying rarely blushed, and rolled her eyes at Song Qigui's back: "My cousin only recognizes money, so it's suitable to spend a lifetime with money!"

Jiang Yunqi looked at Pei Zhe's back, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Xueying turned around and leaned closer to look at Jiang Yunqi. Gradually, the smile on her face deepened, which was particularly meaningful.

Jiang Yunqi's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he finally looked back at Pei Zhe, and couldn't help but lean back to avoid it: "Why..."

Song Xueying got very close and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Why, you want it too?"

Jiang Yunqi didn't react, his blue eyes were clear: "Ah?"

Song Xueying smiled, and glanced at Pei Zhe from the corner of her eye: "When the satin face comes, sister will give you a set of dragon and phoenix quilts, okay?" As she spoke, her gaze fell on the back of Jiang Yunqi's neck.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yunqi stood up in fright, staring at Song Xueying, and couldn't understand how she knew.In the next second, Jiang Yunqi retreated again and again under Song Xueying's teasing and joking gaze, his heel tripped over the chair leg, and he fell directly on the floor.

Pei Zhe turned around and said, "Yun Qi?" Seeing this, he walked over with a frown, "What's wrong?"

Song Xueying smiled even more, looking at Jiang Yunqi who was sitting on the floor: "That's it!"

Jiang Yunqi felt that he was exploding.