Spear Teacher

The body with smooth lines cuts through the air like a swift cheetah.

Zhao Jin followed the navigation and parked the car in front of the main entrance of a uniquely designed quiet courtyard far away from the city of A.

Jiang Qiyu looked down at the loose clothes she picked up in the morning, and then turned to look at Qi Yu beside her:

"Are you sure I don't need to change clothes?"

"No need."

Qi Yu tapped his chin lightly, indicating that he was also wearing informal clothes:

"No outsiders."

"Okay then."

Jiang Qiyu shrugged, but it didn't matter. Not to mention that she didn't know who she was going to meet today, she just knew.

The young master said it was okay, so it must be okay.

It would be embarrassing for him if something happened.

The main entrance of the courtyard was stone steps, and Zhao Jin couldn't drive through, so the two got out of the car directly.

I don't know if there was a surveillance camera at the door or something, but as soon as the two climbed the last step, the originally closed door slowly opened from the inside.

Following the man in, she looked around to make sure there was no one at the door.

Qi Yu naturally knew what she was looking at, and before she asked, he took the initiative to say:

"Automatic door."

Jiang Qiyu didn't say anything, but followed him obediently, just a pair of eyes swaying left and right.

Like a young wife.

"......"

Realizing what he was thinking, Qi Yu made himself uncomfortable for no reason.

Her hand hanging by her side was unnaturally turned behind her, walking on the well-designed stone slab road in the courtyard, pretending to lean in that direction inadvertently.

Originally a straight and wide road, there was still a lot of room for three or four people to walk side by side, but Jiang Qiyu was getting narrower and narrower.

In the end, she was squeezed and could only move forward along the edge of the stone slab.

"......"

"?"

She stopped suddenly, and Qi Yu, who had been paying attention to her, naturally stopped as well.

"What's wrong?"

The man didn't realize what was wrong yet.

"Qi Yu, as a person who has been through this, I will give you a piece of advice for free," Jiang Qiyu said unhappily, turning her head to glance at him: "Young man, it's better to avoid detours." After she finished speaking, she didn't care about Qi Yu's reaction. She twisted her body like a slippery loach and "swooshed" around to the other side of his unusually spacious courtyard, and walked forward along the stone road without looking back. "..." Qi Yu turned his head following her movements, and the smile on his face became even more intense. Relying on the advantage of his long legs, he took two big steps to catch up with her, walked side by side for two steps, and then said softly as if inadvertently: "Then I will pay attention next time." Jiang Qiyu looked forward without looking away, and nodded seriously: "You have to pay attention." This courtyard doesn't look big from the outside, but there is a different world inside, and there is even a small pond. The two walked side by side for a while before reaching the main house. Before entering the door, a figure came out to greet her, but this figure looked familiar...

"Master Qi is here."

The man came closer and bowed slightly to Qi Yu, then looked at Jiang Qiyu beside him:

"Miss Jiang, we meet again."

"You are not that..."

Jiang Qiyu slightly widened her eyes, looking at the middle-aged man in a suit with a kind smile in front of her with some surprise.

This man was the housekeeper who was very dramatic around Mr. Qiao when she stole the tribute and was mistaken for a ghost on the mountain.

Qi Yu also raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Do you know each other?"

Jiang Qiyu naturally didn't want to talk about this kind of social death experience anymore, she could only wave her hand and laugh:

"I have met him once."

This dramatic housekeeper is here, so Mr. Qiao must be here too. Who knows if Qi Yu brought her to see him today.

What kind of evil fate is this? !

Is the success rate of turning back now high?

"......"

Butler Lao Zhao is naturally a shrewd person. He smiled and kept silent about what happened that day:

"We haven't introduced ourselves formally before, Miss Jiang. My last name is Zhao. You can just call me Uncle Zhao like Master Qi."

Jiang Qiyu grinned a little unnaturally: "Uncle Zhao."

Qi Yu certainly saw that she was not in a good state. Although he didn't know the reason, he could guess it.

Anyway, according to her personality, it would definitely not be a good thing if she didn't take the initiative to say it.

He didn't care and added lightly:

"You also know Uncle Zhao's son."

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, Jiang Qiyu overlapped the two faces who opened their mouths and shouted "Master (Master)".

"Zhao Jin?"

"Yes."

Sure enough, genes are really inherited!

The three of them didn't say much, and Uncle Zhao led them in.Upon entering the room, Jiang Qiyu first noticed not the Chinese-style decoration in the spacious living room, nor the antique ornaments that could be seen everywhere around.

Instead, it was a little girl who was sitting on a small stool, frowning and fiddling with the Rubik's Cube on the table.

Hiss...

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should sigh that her imagination was poor or that the world was too small.

The little girl in front of her was the child she had picked up at the airport and fooled around with.

Call... call... what was it called?

"Qiao Xinxin."

Qi Yu spoke, and his already low voice could not hear any emotion at this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the little girl trembled all over, but she still pretended to be calm and continued to lower her head.

The soft childish voice was three points of deliberate seriousness:

"Uncle Qi, don't make a sound, I'm about to restore the Rubik's Cube."

While speaking, she moved her little hand and restored the Rubik's Cube that she had obviously only twisted two lines.

Then he pretended to let out a long sigh, stood up and walked between Jiang Qiyu and Qi Yu.

His young face deliberately made him look mature, which looked very funny and interesting.

Qiao Xinxin tried to look up at the two of them, and her light eyebrows were tightly furrowed:

"Why did you find someone like this?"

The tone and expression were full of disgust.

"......"

Seeing her attitude, Qi Yu narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He took the initiative to bend down and look down at his daring little niece, and his voice was deliberately lowered, with a hint of a lesson:

"How can you talk like that?"

But who knew that although the little girl was scared by him and subconsciously took a half step back, she still stiffened her neck and didn't look at him.

With a step of her short legs, she took the initiative to walk to Jiang Qiyu, who was standing beside her, and pouted her lips a little aggrievedly:

"Mr. Changmao, why did you find someone like this?"

She covered her mouth with her hands in a pretentious manner and said in a low voice:

"He is fierce and not gentle to girls at all."

"......"

Jiang Qiyu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Qi Yu, who had stood up and was speechless.

She laughed out loud.

She took the initiative to squat in front of this girl, who she had only met once, and her eyes were level with hers. She said with interest:

"I heard from your dad that you are my fan?"

"Yeah!"

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up immediately, and she took two steps back while nodding vigorously.

She smiled at her shyly, then pinched the left and right hems of her coat and opened it suddenly-

"Changmao Changmao! Create glory again! Qiyu Qiyu! Create miracles!"