"Okay!" Qingya smiled happily and narrowed her eyes, "I heard that Uncle Song is now living with Aunt Zhao Ying next to the flower field on the outskirts of Aunt Zhao Ying, it is said that it is beautiful there, we can give Uncle Song a wedding gift while going on an outing, killing two birds with one stone, the best!"

Xie Qingyi rubbed her head lovingly, "It's good if you're happy!"

After glancing at the tired appearance of the two of them, Su Ming casually flipped through the magazine on his lap a few times, sighed and shook his head, "I feel really uncomfortable watching you abuse dogs every day, maybe I should consider moving out!"

"No!" Qingya ran back to him, grabbed his arm, and glared at him fiercely, "Unless you marry a wife and someone takes care of you, you can move out of here, otherwise you will be alone, and no one will know if you die in the room like last time!"

Su Ming raised his hand and pinched the tip of her nose, "Did you curse your brother like this?"

"If you don't move out, you won't die, so I won't let you move away!" Qingya shook his arm, "Anyway, how are you and Xinrui?"

"It's not good," Shu Ming was not interested in the topic, and said perfunctorily, "It's still like that." ”

Qingya was dissatisfied, "What's the matter like that? Is there any progress? Can you talk about marriage?"

"How can it be so easy?" Shu Ming curled his fingers and tapped her forehead, "You and Qing Yi have known each other for more than twenty years before achieving positive results, how could I blossom so quickly." ”

"Don't compare with me," Qingya was anxious, "Brother Yi and I are in a special situation, we are childhood sweethearts, and we have only dragged on for more than 20 years, if you drag on for more than 20 years, don't you rush your uncle and aunt to death?"

"Okay, don't worry about it!" Su Ming threw away the magazine on her lap, rubbed her head, and stood up, "Go, wash your hands and eat!"

He walked on his long legs and headed for the bathroom.

Qingya looked at his departing back and sighed in frustration.

Her mother is right, it is too difficult to get a man with the surname Su to marry a good wife and come home!

After dinner and bathing, Qingya wore pajamas, lying on the bed, and looked through her newly bought comics with relish.

Xie Qingyi finished his work, took a shower, put on his pajamas, lay down beside her, and put his hands up and down.

Qingya was tickled by him, and pushed his hand with a smile, "Don't make trouble, I'm seeing a wonderful place!"

Xie Qingyi took away her comics, took her into his arms, and let her ride on his body, "Do you want to know what strange habits the man Song Yuqing married?"

"Yes!" Qingya was naturally curious, and although she could vaguely guess some, she could only roughly guess what it was, and she couldn't guess the details.

Hearing Xie Qingyi mention the old man's special habits, it aroused her curiosity and threw her cartoons out of the clouds.

"That old man's special fetish......" Xie Qingyi lowered Qingya's head, put his thin lips to Qingya's ear, and whispered: "It's in bed, it's like this......"

He suddenly turned over, lifted Qingya on the bed, pressed Qingya under him, and tied the prepared silk handkerchief to Qingya's eyes.

"Brother Yi, what are you doing?" Qingya stretched out his hand to pull it, but he held it down.

"Shh......h Don't move!" Xie Qingyi grabbed her hand, pulled her hands above her head, and tied them together with her collar.

"Brother Yi, what are you going to do?" his body was suppressed tightly by him, and he couldn't move, Qingya was a little panicked.

"I'm going to show you in person, what is a special fetish......" Xie Qingyi's thin lips brushed the tips of Qingya's ears, Qingya's body trembled, and his body was hot.

Xie Qingyi was very satisfied with Qingya's reaction and made persistent efforts.

On this night, both had an experience that they had never had before.

The wind and rain stopped, Xie Qingyi let go of Qingya's hand, rubbed her wrist, helped her relax her muscles and blood, kissed her thin lips on her lips, and chuckled, "What?"

"Don't speak!" Qingya's face flushed with shame, and she reached out to cover his mouth.

Seeing her shy appearance, Xie Qingyi fell in love to the extreme, and couldn't help but kiss her fiercely again, smiling even more heartily.

Qingya was annoyed and embarrassed, and slapped him the back, "Don't laugh either!"

Xie Qingyi buried his head in her neck and smiled, "You were obviously very cooperative just now......

"You're enough!" Qingya twisted him and bit her lip, "This is your special hobby?"

Xie Qingyi nodded, "This is the love between lovers, it's normal, you don't have to be so shy!"

"Don't say anything!" Qingya slapped him again and blinked, "If this is the special hobby you and Brother Ming talked about, then it's nothing......"

Because she was blindfolded and her hands tied, she felt a little more than she usually had.

It's exciting, it's new.

Although she was blindfolded, she could also feel that Xie Qingyi was very intense and excited tonight.

And she also experienced a feeling that she had never felt before, like soaring through the clouds.

"Fool!" Xie Qingyi knocked her forehead with a smile, "I love you, how can I be willing to let you suffer?" The man Song Yuqing married is not so gentle with women, it is rumored that he once stuffed a golf ball into his partner's scare body and couldn't take it out, resulting in his partner being sent to the hospital in the early morning, the so-called special hobby, that's it!"

"Huh?" Qingya frowned in disgust, goosebumps all over her body, she rubbed her arms vigorously, and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

"I don't know," Xie Qingyi rubbed her head and smiled, "Whether it's true or not, anyway, that man has special hobbies and can't fake it, he plays very excessively, and many people in Hong Kong know it, it's not a secret." ”

"Oh," Qingya nodded, "Isn't Song Yuqing having a miserable life now?"

"Who knows?" Xie Qingyi reached out and took her into his arms and kissed the top of her hair, "Other people's affairs have nothing to do with us, it's not early, go to sleep." ”

"Hmm!" Qingya snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.

……

On the weekend, Xie Qingyi kept his promise and took Qingya to see Zhou Xianhe and Zhao Ying.

Back then, in order to get Song Yuqing's whereabouts, Zhou Xianhe scattered all his family wealth and gave all his family property to the Song family, so as to obtain Song Yuqing's custody.

Now, Suchen came forward to negotiate with the Song family and retrieved half of Zhou Xianhe's family property.

Zhou Xianhe took back half of the family property, did not make a comeback, but bought a two-story garden villa near Zhao Ying's flower field, and ran her flower field and flower garden with Zhao Ying.

Arriving at the destination, opening the door and getting out of the car, Zhou Xianhe and Zhao Ying walked towards them with a smile side by side.

Zhou Xianhe's complexion is much better, his waist is straight, and he looks younger.

When he bumped into him on the street, his brows were tightly knit, his face was sickly, and his heavy and depressed life bent his waist.

Now, his waist is straight, with a shallow smile at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, as if he has been bathed, fired, heavy, and raw, and he is like two people before.

Qingya praised from the bottom of her heart: "Uncle Zhou, you look so good!

Zhou Xianhe smiled heartily, "You girl, no big or small, how can you make fun of your uncle?"

"It's not a joke, I'm serious," Qingya handed Zhao Ying the wedding gift she chose for the two, but her eyes looked at Zhou Xianhe and said: "Uncle Zhou, the last time I saw you, you looked bitter and hateful, and you had nothing to love, but when I saw you again today, I felt that your whole person had changed, and you looked jubilant and energetic." ”

"Then thank you for hitting me," Zhou Xianhe joked: "Walking on the line of life and death, many things have been seen, life is short, you must cherish the people in front of you, look forward, you shouldn't shackle yourself in the past game, you are uncomfortable, and others are uncomfortable when you see it, right?"

"Well, Uncle Zhou is right, you and Aunt Zhao Ying are doing well now, you are comfortable by yourself, and we are happy for you when we see it," Qingya grabbed Zhao Ying's arm, "Auntie, I want to go to your flower garden to have a look, okay?"

It is said that Zhao Ying's flower garden is one of the largest suppliers of major flower shops in Beijing.

Many varieties, in the capital, are only available in Zhao Ying's flower garden.

"Of course," Zhao Ying said with a smile: "It's rare to come once, I'll accompany you for a good walk, and when you see what you like, I'll help you wrap it up and take it back when you go." ”

"Okay," Qingya was not polite, and took a sip, "I like flowers the most, I must bring more back when I leave!"

Pushing the door of the flower garden, Qingya suddenly sighed in surprise: "Wow! It's so beautiful!"

Outside is a cold day, but inside the flower garden, it is as warm as spring.

All kinds of flowers, some budding to be released, some are blooming, red, yellow, blue, purple, purple and red, competing for beauty, look at the eyes of the flowers.

"Auntie, you are so powerful, so many flowers, how do you feed them?" Qingya looked at this, touched that, and couldn't put it down, "I also love flowers, but I can't raise anything, I can only raise some spider plant cacti or something, like those beautiful and rare flowers, I can feed them to death in a few days after they reach my hands." ”

Zhao Ying smiled and said: "Raising flowers is also a science, which one do you like, take it with you when you go, how to raise it, I will write it down for you, after you go home, you will raise it according to the method I told you, and you will definitely live!"

"Great, great!" Qingya was happy like a child, and said twice that it was great, "Where I live with Brother Yi, there is a big terrace outside the bedroom, and I often come to my aunt to choose flowers in the future, okay? ”

There is also a flower garden behind Xie Qingyi's villa, which is taken care of by a special gardener, but how can the flowers raised by others have a sense of accomplishment when the flowers raised by themselves bloom?

Qingya has always liked flowers and plants, but unfortunately his talent is limited, and he will die what he raises.

Now that she has found a famous teacher, Qingya immediately hugged her thighs excitedly.

"Of course you can," Zhao Ying said with a smile: "I usually have someone to take care of this flower garden, I only supervise the work, and I am usually very idle, but now your Uncle Zhou has come to help again, I have more free time, you are welcome to come here at any time to play." ”