The September breeze is cool, and it is the beginning of the school year again.

In the early morning, a hazy light rain fell in the sky, and the drizzle crashed against the ground, making a refreshing sound.

The gambling king of Ancheng got up on time as always, and walked out of the room in Canadian Solar Norway's pajamas to go to the bathroom to wash. About five minutes later, the gambling king came out of the bathroom, and when he passed by his brother's room, he subconsciously knocked on the door: "Brother, get up and take me to school." ”

No one responded.

It's quiet inside.

The gambling king stood for a moment before he reacted, and turned his head to look at the closed door of another room, which was still decorated with a pink doll scraped on the doorknob.

It was Li Youqing's room.

After thinking about it, the gambling king still didn't choose to knock on the door, and went back to the room alone to change clothes and leave the house with her bag on his back.

At this time, Jiang Bei, who was sleeping soundly in the room, also slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bedroom with a little blankness.

The warmth of the décor, the faint scent of the nose, the cosy and soft bed, and the 'sleeping' beauty in your arms, all of this gradually becomes real.

OK.

Not a dream.

Spit gently, Jiangbei slowly let go of the familiar beauty in his arms, got up and got dressed, and quietly left the room, ready to send Liang Liang, who started school, to school.

But after walking around, I found that Liangliang was not at home, and after taking out her mobile phone to ask, I learned that she had been on the bus to school alone.

This sister really has nothing to worry about except gambling.

Obedient.

Sensible.

Clever.

There is a strategy.

It's just that sometimes things are not very reliable, and there are always some mistakes.

For example, at the anniversary celebration party, he clearly explained that he would explicitly prohibit the shooting of videos and transmit them to the Internet, but after the celebration that night, he was still secretly uploaded to the Internet, and the video he shot happened to be the clip of him and Li Youqing singing "I want to sing to you".

As the most popular female artist nowadays, anything about Li Youqing will attract a lot of attention, not to mention that the content in this video is still expressing her love to her husband.

This kind of celebrity love news is no more powerful than gossip news, and it rushed to the Weibo hot search topic list half an hour after the news broke out, and the number of video views exceeded 10 million.

Anniversary celebrations, husband and wife chorus, big show of affection, and other tags have risen again and again along with the topic, which directly made Li Youqing and Jiangbei, a couple, contract the Weibo hot search for the next week.

And everyone on the Internet commented positively on this matter, praising Li Youqing for daring to confess his love, envying them for having such a loving relationship, and blessing words such as blessing the two of them to grow old together.

Jiangbei was naturally happy to get everyone's blessings, but the fact was a bit of a failure in dealing with this matter.

Because Li Youqing did appear in front of the public eye again, which is inconsistent with the plan.

So it's true to be happy, and it's real to be troubled.

And the root cause of all this is that the gambling king is not doing well.

said that she was unreliable and there was nothing wrong with her.

"Take your time, at least partially. Shaking his head, Jiang Bei waved away the thoughts in his mind and walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

"Dudu~~"

The phone rang, and it was my father-in-law, Li Qiangguo, calling.

"Beibei, bring the young and young back for dinner at noon. ”

"Dad, it doesn't seem like it's a weekend today......"

For his father-in-law, Jiang Bei still feels a little worried in his heart, especially when he messed up another incident recently.

"Isn't it the weekend that you can't come back to see me, an old man?" asked Li Qiang in a heavy Chinese voice.

"Okay Dad, I'll be there in a little bit. ”

"Humph!"

The phone stopped, Jiang Bei closed the phone, and his eyebrows were full of sadness.

Father-in-law Li Qiangguo's tone was a little wrong, there is a chance that today's meal may be a Hongmen banquet, but why did my father-in-law suddenly have such a big emotional upheaval?

Just because of the anniversary celebrations?

Not.

So what is it exactly......

"Beibei, what are you doing?"

I don't know when Li Youqing also woke up, wearing a loose home T-shirt and rubbing his eyes, he came over and leaned on Jiangbei's broad back, and asked sleepily.

"Dad told us to go back to dinner at noon. Jiangbei thought about it and replied.

"Uh-huh......"

Xiao Nizi said 'lightly' and then silently, obviously not coming back to her senses yet.

Although the softness behind him is very attractive, the old man's mind is not here now, and he is still thinking about the intention of his father-in-law to suddenly ask him to go back to dinner.

"Hmmm......"

Just thinking about it, he found that he couldn't control the desire in his body, turned around and picked up his soft body and rushed to the room.

"Yikes!"

“......”

It wasn't until noon that the couple hurried to the Wutong Mountain villa, before which the mother-in-law Wen Cui'e had already made two phone calls to urge.

Finally arrived at the destination, Li Youqing glared at Jiangbei with beautiful eyes, as if he was blaming him for delaying time and letting his parents urge.

Jiang Bei touched his nose a little embarrassed, got out of the car and walked to the trunk after parking the vehicle, opened it and took out two boxes of tea he had just bought on the road and a bronze sword from the antique market, ready to impress his father-in-law with a gift and win a gold medal for avoiding death.

As for whether the bronze sword is real or not, it has nothing to do with him, after all, no one can be 100% sure that this antique thing is real or fake.

However, the atmosphere at home today is indeed a little not good, and when you enter the living room of the villa, you can hear a pin dropping in the quiet.

Li Qiangguo sat on the sofa with an unhappy face and didn't say a word.

However, her mother-in-law, Wen Cui'e, smiled when she saw the young couple coming home, and greeted: "You guys are back, hurry up and wash your hands and prepare for dinner." ”

"Okay, but what's wrong with Dad, isn't it happy?" Li Youqing didn't know why, but simply felt Li Qiangguo's emotions, and ran over with a smile to pinch his shoulders and ask.

"Hmph!" Li Qiangguo snorted coldly, glanced at Jiangbei, who was standing awkwardly in place, and was about to speak, but the latter walked over first, raised the thing in his hand and said, "Dad, look at what good things I brought you, a bronze sword worn by a general in the Qingguo period!"

When Li Qiangguo heard this, the words he was about to say suddenly fell in his throat, and he was forced to hold back, and his eyes were attracted by this bronze sword.

"Qingguo's bronze sword, bring it to me and take a look. ”

After all, he is still a senior antique collector, and Li Qiangguo's obsession with these things is tantamount to that of young people who like to play with mobile phones, so he hurriedly picked up the reading glasses on the coffee table and put them on, and then took the bronze sword to his hand to play.

It's just that Li Youqing didn't want to, pulled Li Qiangguo to prevent him from looking at the bronze sword, and shouted: "Oh! Can we eat first? ”

"It's just that you have to eat first, and it's not too late to look at it after eating, and you won't lose that thing anyway. Wen Cui'e also helped.

"Well, let's eat first. Li Qiangguo was reluctant to let his daughter starve, so he put down the bronze sword and promised to eat first.

However, after the obsession with the bronze sword was slightly let go, the resentment hidden in his heart surged out again, especially after seeing Jiangbei, Li Qiangguo's whole face was pulled down again, and he walked to the dining table and sat down without saying a word.

Li Youqing felt strange, walked over and took Jiangbei's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Beibei, have you made your father unhappy?"

Jiang Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "Probably." ”

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