"Cold. ”

"......" Zigui was dumbfounded: "How do you know?"

Beichen gave a very smart look to a son.

…… Well, Zigui said that his appearance and IQ are unmatched by ordinary people.

"Do me a favor?" Beichen suddenly spoke, he didn't look at Zigui, and looked at the road ahead intently with a pair of eyes.

"Okay. ”

Zigui agreed.

Beichen's car immediately turned a corner and headed in the opposite direction.

"Where are we going?" Zigui looked at the direction Beichen was walking in the opposite direction of his own home.

"Go and do me a favor. ”

Beichen didn't dare to tell her where he was going, what he wanted to help himself, he was afraid, afraid that she would refuse......

is even more afraid, as long as she speaks, he can't help but agree.

Zigui saw that he didn't mean to speak again, and she didn't ask any more.

Xiang Jiang Beichen borrowed a mobile phone and directly messaged He Ziheng, telling him that he might not be able to go back until the evening.

Five hours later, the car had reached its destination.

The people in the car opened their eyes.

As far as I could see, there were eight people standing in a regular manner outside the car.

Mao suits, all the same.

Each person carries a paper lantern in their hands.

Eight people were in two rows, and at the end of several people were two small doors that were wide open.

Above the door, is the character [Zhou House]

That quaint, heavy atmosphere comes to the face.

Where is this?

Zigui was puzzled, she was the only one in the car, and she was covered with Beichen's coat.

Just when she was hesitating to get out of the car, she happened to see Beichen walking out of Zhou's house.

His face was expressionless.

A middle-aged man beside him was bending over and saying something very respectfully.

On the other side, there was a silver-haired old lady supported by a little girl in a floral shirt.

It's feeling or being sure.

Zigui noticed that even through the glass, she could feel that he seemed to be looking at herself without any barrier, even if she knew that the people outside couldn't see through the dark glass film.

In the next second, Beichen walked towards the cars.

Open the door and smile.

The whole person exudes a sense of warmth like jade.

"Come on. He stretched out his hand.

Her hands are not cold, and they are fine.

If you look closely, your cheeks are red and puffed.

"How do you know I'm awake?" Zigui kept his voice low so that only he could hear it, "It shouldn't be." ”

At the same time, she felt the temperature on his hand, which was chilling.

In an instant, Mr. Zhou Tai's previous move of covering his hands with a hot towel appeared in his mind.

Immediately, she pulled the clothes off her body: "How can it be so cold." ”

Beichen didn't refuse, smiled, and let her drape himself over his shoulders, he enjoyed this feeling.

Just because, this person is her.

"We know you're awake. Beichen said lightly, he naturally wouldn't tell her that there was a setting in the car, and as soon as she woke up, there would be a prompt on his mobile phone.

She didn't speak, her eyes drooping and blinking, hiding not much embarrassment.

The old lady noticed the jade bracelet on the girl's wrist.

She was stunned for a moment, and then understood everything.

The old lady walked towards her son, smiling with her eyebrows, respectful, and regular: "The old woman has seen it, Mrs. Jiang." ”

"......" Zigui said that she was a little confused, she didn't understand it at all.

Beichen whispered in Zigui's ear......

Zigui wanted to refuse, but he wanted to explain it clearly.

It's just that when I saw his expectant and uneasy eyes, the thought of refusing and explaining suddenly suppressed it.

Forget it, especially in front of so many people, Zigui thinks it's better to make it clear to him in private.

"Hello Grandma Zhou. Zigui is smiling, polite, and has a faint temperament, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"Young lady, don't dare to be. Everyone calls me Mrs. Zhou. ”

Zigui smiled and stopped talking.

"Then there's Mr. Lao Zhou. ”

"Good. The old man smiled: "Mr. Jiang, please be inside the young lady." ”

Mr?

Zigui thought that in the Republic of China, calling women Mr. was a sign of respect for women.

It's a cultural phenomenon that not every woman can be called a gentleman, and it takes a woman with outstanding achievements and great influence in a field to be able to take on the name.

At this time, Jiang Beichen directly called the old lady Mr. Zhou, which can be seen in his meaning.

In the room, Mrs. Zhou personally tailored Zigui.

All the fabrics are good at a glance, and they are fabrics that cannot be compared to the so-called high-end clothes in the mall.

Zigui watched quietly, thinking, and cooperating.

All fabric series are broadly divided into two types.

Cheongsam series and Hanfu series.

Hanfu is the kind of design that has been improved, cut through the complicated and kept simple.

It's that I often see clothes labeled "light life, slow life" on the Internet.

Mrs. Zhou personally tailored Zigui, she was careful and meticulous, and she had a very rigorous attitude, so that Zigui had a new understanding of her.

It is said that serious men are the most attractive, and at this time, it seems that the most serious old lady is the most attractive and lovely person.

"Alright. Mrs. Zhou was kind and kind, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and even some excitement that she didn't notice when she looked closely: "The young lady's figure is so good, it is enviable, when I was young, I made a tailor-made dress for many people, I thought it was perfect at the time, but now when I see the figure of the young lady, I know what perfection is." ”

Zigui's face was slightly red: "... Well... Mr. Zhou, you are still more accustomed to calling me Zigui. ”

"Zigui's surname is Qiu. Jiang Beichen explained that he knew that Mr. Zhou would definitely not call Zigui's name directly.

"Miss Qiu. Mrs. Zhou was polite and respectful.

When she chooses her favorite floral fabric.

An hour later, Jiang Beichen came out of Zhou's house with Zigui.

"Mr. Beichen, do I need a reason?" Zigui asked.

He put it simply, gently but unquestionably: "Be my wife." ”

Zigui frowned: "I never agreed." ”

"It's okay, I can wait for you to say yes. ”

She lowered her eyebrows, bit her lip, and there was grievance and stubbornness in her eyes.

He wanted her to be happy, he hoped that her happiness was because of himself, and Beichen also noticed that she was unhappy.

Half an hour later, the car pulled into a yard.

"Here we are. Beichen unbuckled her seat belt and looked directly into Zigui's eyes seriously: "I'm sorry, I should have made it clear to you from the beginning, but I was afraid that you would refuse, so I didn't dare to say it." ”

"......" Zigui was not happy: "You just did it on purpose, it's useless to say anything now!"

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say. Beichen's smile was full of pet, so the appearance was simply that he would pick off the stars in the sky and send them to her: "My grandmother forced me to go on a blind date, so are you still willing to help me?"

"Mr. Beichen, don't you have a favorite girl? Zigui had a guess in her heart, but if he didn't say it, she wouldn't debunk it herself.

He smiled lightly: "I've already found it, just waiting for her to agree." ”

"!!" Zigui didn't dare to look into his eyes, and that kind of look seemed to be able to point himself: "It's okay, it's just to help you, help you, it's not true." It's up to you to watch Xiaotong with me. ”

"Okay, it's me who got the light of Xiaotong. ”