I quickly opened the door and slipped inside. "Drive!" With a flick of my bag, I pursed my lips and glared in the direction where Jin Ge was standing.

I just can't see his proud appearance.

Chen Beiyao glanced at Jin Ge with a bit of inquiry, but he didn't ask anything.

But even if he didn't ask, Chen Beiyao had the ability to find out and tell Qin Zelun one by one.

When I think about this, I have some indescribable feelings in my heart.

In just this moment, Chen Beiyao sped up, stepped forward, and made a beautiful turn, and the wind passed in front of Jin Ge.

It is very different from his usual steady style.

It's a bit of a demonstration.

I thought it was funny in my heart, but I didn't move on my face.

At noon, I took advantage of the time to go out to eat, and went to the most frequented bun shop to buy some back.

Qin Zelun's favorite flavor, she specially bought more.

For the rest, Aunt Chen's favorite shepherd's cabbage buns, as well as her favorite bean paste that is not greasy no matter how you eat it...... It is also what Chen Beiyao likes.

I don't know how a man like him would like such a taste.

It was also unintentionally that once she bought different flavors and asked Aunt Chen and Chen Beiyao to help taste them, Chen Beiyao tasted all kinds of them, only the bean paste flavor, and ate five of them.

And it was after eating.

Speechless all the way.

Approaching Yiyuyuan, I couldn't hold my breath after all, opened the paper bag with the unique red mark logo, and took out a small bag from it, "Oh, it tastes like bean paste." ”

It was placed on the middle storage box.

Chen Beiyao drove responsibly, and he didn't even glance at it.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are hooked, and he quickly returns to his original shape, and he is not shocked.

"That's 120 points of sincerity, and I don't have any of them here."

I pouted and complained.

"I don't keep it and rely on others, there is no one like you."

The car drove through a flat road lined with lush trees.

This kind of weather is just a little cool.

"I'm just cheating......"

I waved my hand and blocked it.

The sun was shining, and there were shadows falling on the face.

"In short, I will remember the lesson and never do it again."

"It's you."

He snorted coldly, his nostrils puffing.

I was weak-hearted: "It's a big deal to report to you in the future, so I won't catch you off guard." ”

"Qin Qiyu."

He gritted his teeth, and I was in a particularly good mood for no reason.

Finally, the rain has passed.

I happily typed in the code and opened the door.

Aunt Chen heard the noise, leaned out of the kitchen, and said that she was back, and she was ready to eat.

I asked Qin Zelun about his movements.

He said that he spent more time at home these days, but he also spent more time leaving at any time.

Hearing Aunt Chen say that her husband was handling official business in the study, I agreed and went upstairs to call him for dinner.

I hadn't taken a few steps when a conversation came from behind me.

Chen Beiyao said that he went to the back to rest - the 'back' is Chen Beiyao's single-use house, which is closer to the villa security guard.

I didn't pay much attention to it, and before I could knock when I walked to the study, I heard a voice coming from inside.

A standard London accent is about explaining business.

I don't know any of this, except for the occasional conversation in English, and I always think of the unique tone of Detective Sherlock's voice, with a little indescribable familiarity and appropriateness, and then carefully hide it in my heart.

It's probably because of this that I especially like the weirdo in British dramas who always wears a gray coat.