Chapter 142

Han Qi looked at Qingyan quietly, there was no smile on his cold face, he stood there straight, his whole side face looked extraordinarily noble and cold, like the careless and arrogant appearance when they met for the first time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Qi blinked and said, "Honey-" The end of the note involuntarily dragged out.

He glanced at her lazily, "What's the matter?" ”

Han Qi looked at her with a smile, "Brother Qingyin's birthday today, let's go together!" ”

Qingyan frowned, and just as he wanted to say something, he was interrupted, "Okay, okay, let's go and put on the coat, let's go and choose a gift." Han Qi didn't hesitate to push lightly and didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Looking at the childish Han Qi, his heart was a little warm.

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"This scarf is good!" Carrying a black cashmere scarf, the delicate touch is transmitted in the palm of his hand.

"Well, it's not good, change it." Han Qi hesitated for a moment but shook his head.

"Eh, what about this?" The inquiring eyes looked at Han Qi, "Oxford wallet." Seeing that she shook her head as always, she had to put it down.

"Oh, I knew it was so troublesome now, so I bought this blue and white porcelain tea set one step ahead of you." Han Qi hooked his wrist lightly, and regretted it a little.

"You're always hesitating!"

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"Qiqi, it's been an afternoon of shopping, but you've thought about nothing." looked at the girl sitting opposite helplessly.

Han Qi pouted and coquettishly, "It's not that I haven't seen the right one, good words, you can accompany me to go shopping again!"

Rubbing her eyebrows lightly, she has always known this girl's phobia of choice, and she can't do anything about her. The delicate face was blurred by the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the eyes were still as bright as ever, the corners of the mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, I don't know what I thought, the slight curvature returned to its original appearance, the eyelashes trembled, and the fingers were still stirring the coffee in circles.

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Jun Qingyin was wearing lounge clothes, sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, hearing the movement, he looked towards the entrance and smiled, "You are here." He stood up and walked over.

Looking at the somewhat stunned whisper, he bent down slightly, touched her cheek with his slender fingers, and stared into her eyes, "Whisper? The warm touch made her suddenly come back to her senses, her face was hot, and she opened her eyes, a little embarrassed.

Jun Qingyin stood up straight, with one hand in his pocket, and the whole person was casually lazy, "Well, what's wrong?" ”

"Uh, it's fine." Can she say that she suddenly remembered one word to describe him? Housewives and men. I suddenly thought that there was once a man who seemed to be like this, and he jokingly ridiculed him as a family cook.

Suddenly, a dignified lady walked out, stared at her with gentle eyes, and said with a smile, "This is the first time Qingyin has invited someone to come, I look at you girl, I really like it." ”

was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that this meal would also require elders, Jun Qingyin's family. In the face of Junmu's enthusiasm, she really didn't know what to say.

Han Qi secretly laughed on the side and shouted affectionately, "Auntie, I will help you with Yanyan." ”

A few people walked into the kitchen, and the monarch's mother took an apron and carefully dressed Qingyan. There was a very familiar aura on her body, similar to the smell of her mother. The corners of his eyes were astringent, and he lowered his head to wash the vegetables in disguise.

Jun's mother is cutting vegetables, at first glance, she is skillfully knife-working, her fingers are moving quickly, and the vegetables cut out are neat and thin, she also thinks that a family like Jun Qingyin naturally asks a maid to cook, how can it be that her mother cooks it herself. But...... In her previous life, when her mother was still there, she also cooked it herself, and every dish contained a strong amount of hard work and love, but unfortunately, after her mother died, no one ever cooked a meal for her. Unexpectedly, in this life, the first person to cook for her would be him.

Seeing that the person next to her was in a daze, Jun's mother called her with concern, "Speak lightly? Light words suddenly came back to his senses. I saw that the monarch's mother asked with concern, "What's wrong, is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Nope." Qingyan hurriedly shook his head, "It's just that when I saw my aunt chopping vegetables, I suddenly thought of my mother." ”

The mother put the cut vegetables on the plate, "What mother is not like this?" In this house, I still need my wife to cook. ”

Looking at the gentle and happy smile of the monarch's mother, the light words of her eyes dimmed a little, no matter how shrewd and capable the mother is outside, she will always be a good wife and a good mother at home, if she doesn't meet ...... She'll be so happy now.

looked at the old husband and wife who were as loving as ever at the dinner table, and showed a smile lightly, the so-called husband and wife, so be it.

Walking under the night sky, he was a little silent, "Han Qi, you shouldn't have brought me over today." The indifferent tone was faintly melancholy.

"Why? You can see that you're happy. Han Qi stopped and looked at her seriously, at least, this is the first time in so long a time that you have shown such a warm smile.

"yes, it's fun." "To be honest, when I saw their home, I thought of myself...... "What I used to hope for was to have a perfect family and a pair of loving parents." "But, this is someone's family dinner, what am I going to do?"

"Speaking lightly, in fact, you know very well in your heart, Brother Qingyin ......"

"Han Qi, I'm sorry, I can't accept another relationship. Don't talk about such things anymore. ”

Looking at Ye Qingyan, who was speeding up, Han Qi was a little distressed, she trotted to catch up with her, "I'm sorry, Yanyan, I should have told you, I shouldn't have imposed my own ideas on you, I'm sorry, I won't in the future." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, "But you still have to get out of the past!" Han Qi looked at the arrogant expression of lightly raising his chin slightly, and pinched lightly and coldly with a smile, and his little face suddenly turned red.

"Alright, act like an educator! Past? Heh......" Ye Qingyan smiled calmly, and his delicate face was full of carelessness

Outside the door, Gu Mingxuan leaned against the wall, his slender fingertips holding a half-smoked cigarette, the flickering sparks flickered on his fingertips, a faint smoke floated up, and his side face was in the shadows, quiet and cold.

When he saw him, he paused in his footsteps, and then walked around him.

Gu Mingxuan's outstretched hand in mid-air hung down weakly. (To be continued.) )