sir he is sweet

Both father and daughter were surprised.

But I have never heard that Engong is accompanied by female relatives, and he has never even seen a female official. Could this be——

You Niang's face suddenly turned pale.

The man in the black robe let the girl change the tea in front of him with a very good temper, and nodded slightly, "Okay."

Obviously very indulgent.

"I once saved their father and daughter unintentionally. As for the title, just call it out."

Qi Zhao's eyes were light, holding white water, he could drink a bit of elegance.

The girl giggled, tilted her head, thoughtful.

"I can't complain that the words Yan Shiyi brought back are so much about Mr., and Mr.'s color must have attracted a lot of admiration."

Those story books are really interesting, much more interesting than the days on the mountain.

She rolled her eyes, put down the teacup, and pointed at You Niang who was stunned, with an innocent smile on her face.

"Sister, no matter how good-looking your husband is, don't stare at him any longer. He belongs to my family, A-Sheng. I have to keep an eye on him for my family's A-Sheng."

She moved her fingers, and just as she was about to move, her wrist was held down.

He raised his eyes to meet Qi Zhao's helpless expression.

"I have something to talk to them about."

The girl was annoyed, and just as she was about to refute something, the man warmly curled his lips again, and said with a smile: "Your A Sheng said that you are the most obedient and obedient, if you disagree, you can return it."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Yi was silenced.

"Humph……"

She regained her innocent appearance, stuck out her tongue at You Niang, and made a grimace, "Don't look at my family's A Sheng with such eyes!"

You Niang was taken aback, and tears gradually came out of her eyes, "Grandfather, I didn't..."

Qi Zhao raised his hand and stopped her words.

The man's complexion was pale, and he kept coughing lowly, but his eyebrows and eyes were still in full bloom, like fireworks traveling through the dark night, breaking through the heavy fog, and bit by bit, imprinted into the hearts of the viewers.

"Have you met the person I told you about last time?"

When facing unimportant people, he has always been indifferent, rarely wasting his emotions on it, his eyes are gloomy, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

You Niang and the old father looked at each other and nodded, "I've seen it before, I sang that song according to my benefactor's instructions, and later...he always came to order songs, and he was very generous."

Qi Zhao lowered his eyebrows, rested his slender fingers on the edge of the table, slowly tapped the edge with his fingertips, and chuckled, "Who is he, do you know?"

You Niang shook her head, bit her lip, "I don't know."

"I don't know how to obey everything like this?"

The man sighed softly, as if pity, "Forget it... next time he comes, you take his belongings, and after that, I will send you father and daughter out of Beijing."

The father and daughter were startled, and they knew it was not easy when they heard this. They looked at each other, both a little hesitant.

But before he could say anything, the noble man spoke again.

"It's about to start, let's go on stage—"

That person seems to have the aura of a natural superior, who can easily stabilize a person's mind and seal his luck.

The father and daughter could only sit back and relax.

The girl on the side blinked and looked at everything that happened with her chin resting on her chin, her eyes half understanding.

"What are you going to do sir?"

Qi Zhao paused, looked back, and chuckled, "Didn't you tell me last time that your A Sheng covets that seat?"

"I'm... paving the way for him..."

Before he finished speaking, he pressed his chest and coughed anxiously.

The warm water filled with steam in the white porcelain teacup was suddenly stained with blood.