"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang, and it was a stranger who opened the door, dressed in a black and white maid's suit, with his hair combed in a high bun, tucked into a British-style maid's hat. With a pretty face and a slender figure, she doesn't look like a down-to-earth servant, but looks like she came out of some small Japanese movie.

"Are you?" Seeing Guo Qiqi, she was also stunned for a moment, but only for a moment, and after a while, she suddenly realized, and exclaimed in surprise: "You are Young Master Qi Qi! I have seen you on the customer information! What a talent! Please come in! Please come in!" Her tone sounded like the Wangfu Stone on the edge of the cliff finally waiting for the husband who had entered Beijing to take the exam to come back, with enthusiasm and a little grievance.

Guo Qi crossed the threshold, revealing Guo Qiao Xiao behind him.

The little girl is like the clever smile that her husband who went to Beijing to take the exam carried with her when she returned to her hometown...... Coquette.

However, after seeing the woman, Qiao Xiao's originally innocent smile immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and it was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of frost.

"Who are you?" asked the little girl warily.

"I'm a servant hired by Master Pengcheng. The woman smiled and said, "This is Miss Guo Qiaoxiao, as in the customer's information, she is naturally beautiful." With that, she stepped out of the way and grabbed slippers for the two of them, "Please come in! Don't stand at the door!"

Qi Qi frowned, but didn't say anything.

The little girl behaved more obviously, she pursed her lips, ignored the slippers sent to her feet, and walked directly into the house.

The woman's passionate face froze, and a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes, but no one saw it because of the bending over.

"What!"

As soon as he walked into the house, Qiao Xiao lay down on the sofa and muttered, "Obviously it's my home, why do you act like I'm a guest, what about the eldest brother, and Sister Miaoli, where did they go?"

"Young Master Tingqi and Miss Miaoli have gone to visit Mrs. Zhao Yunxiao. The woman followed, carrying slippers in her hand, she put them in front of the sofa, anyway, Qiao Xiaoyi didn't wear them, her etiquette was in place.

"Who did you say hired you just now?" Qiao Xiao threw off his sky-blue sneakers, and his feet in white socks shook wildly.

"It's Master Pengcheng. ”

"Pengcheng ......"

Guo Qiao Xiao turned his head and asked Guo Qiqi, who had just changed into slippers and walked in, "Second brother, do you have this person in our family?"

She actually knew that this person, Guo Pengcheng, was an uncle of the Jiankang family, with more than a dozen companies under his hands, some of them were money, and she was still a fifth-level psionic, and she was a well-known good woman. It is precisely because of the improper style that the internal reputation of the family is very poor. But I can't bear to be rich, although many people secretly scold him for being a brainless rich man, they still try their best to slap him on the surface.

"I don't remember. ”

To be honest, he was also lying, deliberately cooperating with the little girl.

With his unforgettable memory, not to mention the notorious lascivious uncle of Guo Pengcheng, even the dead bodyguards stationed around the villa, he could name them all.

"Oh. Qiao Xiao nodded in a trance, "It turns out that it's not our family!"

She said to the woman, "Hey, auntie, you seem to have come to the wrong place, go home, this is not for people like you." ”

"Big, aunt?!"

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and her heart said that she was so beautiful and moon-looking, bee-waisted and fat-buttocks, that she was so confused that she was still a model, and the people chasing her were lined up with a Qinhuai River, and this cheap stinky girl actually called her...... Aunt?

The woman wanted to curse at that time.

However, in the end, she is good at forbearance, otherwise she would not have forced Guo Pengcheng's original partner to commit suicide by jumping off the building.

After taking a few deep breaths, she suppressed her temper and forced out a smile: "Miss Qiao Xiao, you may have forgotten that Master Pengcheng is your father's cousin, and he hugged you when you were a child." ”

"Is there one?" Qiao Xiao rolled her eyes, "Miss Ben is naturally beautiful, there are many people who hug me, and there are people rushing to hug me when I walk on the road, is it possible that I have to remember everyone?"

"And!" she looked at the woman suspiciously, "aren't you just a hired servant? How can you know such things? Could it be that this kind of thing is even recorded in the client's information?" After a pause, her tone became cold, "Or are you actually not a servant at all, and came to our house for other purposes." Say, "Who are you?"

"Miss Qiao Xiao, you're too worried. ”

The woman's face remained unchanged, and she was still smiling, "I am a professional, and I must know what you like and hate before serving the young masters, so I specially asked Master Pengcheng about it." ”

"Really?" Qiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Then what do I like?"

"If it's a color, it's sky blue, and if it's food, it's spicy,......," the woman said.

Qiao Xiao on the sofa listened carefully, trying to catch a mistake.

And just like that, the nervous war between two women, no, it should be said that a girl and a woman officially began.

Qi Qi smiled faintly and went upstairs to his room.

can arouse such a high fighting spirit for the little girl, even if she knows that the woman is sent by Guo Pengcheng, Guo Qiqi is not ready to drive her away, Guo Qiao Xiao needs the existence of such a person, she has just experienced the betrayal of friendship, and her soul is in an unprecedented fragile period, women are like a whetstone, it is good to be able to sharpen her mind.

Pushing open the door, he walked into the room.

The floor was clean as if it had just been waxed, the black bedding was folded into angular tofu blocks, and the sheets were straight like in a hotel. On the contrary, the desks and bookshelves were covered with dust, and the fingers were covered with a thick layer.

This is a wonderful arrangement. She knew that she didn't like people touching his things, so she only arranged for the servants to drag the floor, fold the quilts, and lay the sheets, and nothing else.

Qi Qi nodded slightly, satisfied with what he saw.

He walked over to his desk and found an envelope on it.

raised his eyebrows, picked it up and looked at it, and the cover was written "Opened by classmate Qi Qi", indicating that the letter was for him, not someone who mistakenly put it here.

After thinking about it for a while, he tore it open and took out the letter inside, which was a thin piece of letter paper, on which were crooked Chinese characters, and the words were written with a pen, and there were pencil marks around the words, as if he had first drawn a square grid with a pencil, and then took a pen to write in the square grid, and then erased it with an eraser after writing.

The corners of Qi Qi's mouth lifted slightly, and he had already guessed who wrote this letter.

Without looking at the payment, he read it from the beginning.

"Dear Mr. Qiqi. ”

There are three spaces at the bottom of this sentence, and the second paragraph begins, and I don't know who taught her the format, is it the same format for Persians to write letters?

"This time I came to Huangming and Pingjiang, my biggest gain is to get to know you. I'm so grateful that you saved me that day. Huang Ming has a saying that 'the grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, only by making a promise', I must admit that I seem to like you a little. It's a pity that I didn't have much time to stay in Huangming this time, and you never came back, so I'm sorry I can't continue to get along with you. This is my mailbox—"

An email address.

"If you're interested, we can keep emails going. I'll tell you about my school trip. ”

"Best regards. ”

"Ai Qing. ”

November 25, 2020. ”

Seeing this "this salute", Guo Qiqi understood that it must be Guo Tingqi and Guo Miaoli who were teaching Arya how to write on the side, otherwise how could a Persian know how to write letters.

There is also the sentence "There is no way to repay the grace of saving your life, only to promise yourself", I'm afraid Arya herself doesn't know what this sentence means.

Although the whole letter is short, half of it is altered, and it is obvious that Arya was also annoyed by the two gossip souls of Guo Tingqi and Guo Miaoli when she wrote the letter.

Looking at the whole story, the only sentence that seems to have been written by Arya herself is the sentence "I will tell you about my school trip", which is what she really wants to express.

As for the previous "I seem to like you a little", I think I also know that Alia's face must have been red with shame when she wrote this sentence, most likely because Miaoli held her hand and forced her to write it.

Didn't these two people complain to him on the phone that they were too tired?

How can there be time to encourage a Persian girl to write a confessional letter?

Looks like they're not that tired!

Speaking of which, he has received a lot of love letters like this since he was a child, but none of them have been opened and read, and now he looks at it so suddenly, it is really a bit indescribable.

The words "I seem to like you a little" sound like a warm feeling.

It's a pity—

He didn't have any idea about the relationship between men and women, so he folded the letterhead, stuffed it into an envelope, and threw it in the trash.

Then, he got up and went to the bathroom to get a rag, intending to clean the desk and bookcase.

Twenty minutes later, he washed his hands, and the room was completely renewed, with the mahogany desk shining brightly, and the bookcase full of tomes seemed to be rejuvenated.

Finally sat down, sat at the desk, didn't know what to do for a while, and couldn't calm down to read for a while after intense labor.

Just like that, he was in a daze.

I don't know how long it was, but at some point, as if a ghost had sent a god, he bent down, retrieved the letter from the trash can, thought about it, and put it in a drawer.

After all, this is also the first letter written to him by a foreign friend, and it seems a bit rude to lose it like this.

"What a tsundere, my brother. A voice came.

Guo Qiqi turned his head sensitively and saw a graceful figure leaning against the door, and Guo Miaoli crossed her hands in front of her chest, looking at him with a smile. She didn't know when she would come back.

"I have time to teach a foreigner to write love letters, and it seems that you are not as miserable as you cry on the phone. Qi Qi said lightly.

"Miserable!" Guo Miaoli walked in, "That's pretty miserable! It's just that no matter how miserable your life is, you always have to find some fun to spice it up! I think this little Persian girl likes you very much! Otherwise, you'll be from someone else!

"When did you become a proponent of the doctrine of blood?" said to him.

"Isn't that the point!"

"At a time like this, do you think I'm going to focus on this kind of thing?"

"My dear cousin, you say this. Guo Miaoli smiled, "Don't make it look like you're a playboy at this time, okay? ”

"Anyway, I'm not interested. He shook his head.

"Then you just threw the letter away. Guo Miaoli said directly, "It's already been thrown into the trash, why are you picking it up, tsundere!"

Seeing that Guo Qiqi really planned to take out the letter and throw it away, Guo Miaoli hurriedly stopped, "Don't, count me cheap, you treasure it, you don't know how long it took that little girl to write this cover, you just threw it away, I'm sorry for other people's efforts." ”

"Where did she go, did she go home?"

Kuo Qi pushed back the half-pulled drawer and asked nonchalantly.

"Nope. Guo Miaoli pouted, "It is estimated that they are still in the magic capital, and they are also involved in the incident of Begonia High School, after all, a Persian student died, and I heard that he is still the son of a certain big man in Isfahan, this matter is very troublesome, your father, my father and my third uncle, now because of this matter, it is estimated that he will not be able to come back for a while." ”

"It's been a week, haven't you done it yet?"

"It's early!" sighed.