"Where have the people gone?"

Qiao Mingyue sat up and glanced at the sky outside, and found that it was already dark, and it seemed that she had slept for a long time. There were a pair of clean clothes next to the bed, and Qiao Mingyue put them on after looking at them, not to mention, they fit well.

She pushed open the door and walked out of the room, habitually wanting to stretch, but as soon as she raised her arm, she pulled the wound, so she had to put it down obediently, "Forget it, I'll talk about it later." ”

When I turned my head, I saw the stairs leading to the bottom, and walked down curiously.

What Qiao Mingyue felt first was the voice of the boss lady before, "Hey, that girl is really a blessing, her father-in-law loves her so much, Xiaohua will find such a husband in the future, do you hear?" ”

Then came the voice of a slightly immature girl, "Got it, Aunt Thirteen." ”

Qiao Mingyue finally walked down the stairs, and what caught her eye was an ordinary restaurant main hall, with a few wooden tables and matching chairs, and a few paintings hanging on the wall.

A lantern hangs on the beam, and if you look closely, you will see that there is a circle of delicate carvings on it.

There were only three people in the hall, the so-called proprietress Aunt Qin Thirteen, and a little girl who had just spoken to her, and a young man sitting at the other table, who seemed to be studying the ledger.

"Ah, girl, are you awake?"

Aunt Qin Thirteen was the first to see Qiao Mingyue, stood up and walked towards Qiao Mingyue, and when she walked to her, she warmly took her arm and pulled her to the table to sit down.

The little girl who was sitting with Aunt Thirteen took a curious look, timidly moved to another table, and sat opposite the young man.

"How's it going, is the wound getting better?" Aunt Qin asked.

Qiao Mingyue nodded and said with a smile: "It's much better, I heard my husband say that you helped me deal with the wound, thank you so much." As she spoke, Qiao Mingyue remembered to salute Aunt Qin Thirteen.

Aunt Thirteen quickly stopped her, "Your injury is not healed yet, so you don't need to be so polite, I was happy at the first sight of you, I took the initiative to help you, so it seems to be raw." ”

"It's Mingyue's lack of consideration." Qiao Mingyue looked at her with a smile.

The thirteenth aunt in front of her estimated that she should look like thirty or forty, at the age when ordinary people should be about to become grandmothers, but she can't find a little bit of this feeling, maybe because of the opening of the store, she also has delicate makeup on her face, and a hosta is inserted into her hair, which has a special mature charm.

It's not an amazing type, but it makes people feel comfortable watching it.

"You've come down to find your husband, aren't you?" Aunt Thirteen seemed to have a clear grasp of the relationship between her and Qi Jingyun when Qiao Mingyue was in a coma, and guessed her mind as a guess.

"Hmm." Qiao Mingyue nodded.

Aunt Qin Thirteen covered her mouth and laughed, "Then you don't have to look for it, you must not guess what your father-in-law is doing." ”

Looking at Qiao Mingyue's puzzled expression, Aunt Qin Thirteen stretched out her hand and pointed to the backyard of the inn to relieve him, "Your father-in-law, ask me to borrow a soap corner, and take the clothes you changed before and go to the pool to wash clothes, it's been a long time." ”

"What?!" Qiao Mingyue was glad that she didn't drink water just now, otherwise she would definitely squirt it out directly.

Qi Jingyun once again refreshed Qiao Mingyue's perception of him, although he had seen him coquettish and cute and pitiful before, but Qiao Mingyue didn't expect this kind of thing at all to help her wash her clothes.

Let's just say that Qiao Mingyue herself, she hasn't washed her clothes by herself since she wore them to the Hou Mansion, and she was directly handed over to the people in the mansion, not to mention Qi Jingyun, a dignified prince.

"I, I'll go see him." Qiao Mingyue said to Aunt Thirteen, got up and walked towards the backyard she said.

A curtain was hung on the door leading to the backyard, and Qiao Mingyue pulled up a corner and looked out secretly.

The backyard is not big, there is a pool in the middle, and there is a small waterwheel on the side, Qi Jingyun is sitting next to the waterwheel, lowering his head and washing his clothes seriously.

There were no dark clouds in the sky tonight, and the moonlight quietly sprinkled on the courtyard, falling on Qi Jingyun.

Sure enough, his own man even looked so good at washing clothes, Qiao Mingyue tugged at the door curtain, and there was a burst of joy in her heart. Suddenly, she saw Qi Jingyun stop, took something from the basin and put it on her nose and sniffed it.

The shape......

Qiao Mingyue leaned forward, trying to see clearly.

Like, it's her socks!

After seeing it clearly, she was not calm for a moment, opened the door curtain and rushed over, snatched the socks directly from Qi Jingyun's hand and hid them behind her.

"What are you doing?!" Qiao Mingyue was so anxious that she almost couldn't even speak, and she didn't know what kind of habit this person had, so she actually took advantage of the laundry......

Qi Jingyun was very surprised to see her, and when he stood up and stretched out his hand, he wanted to hug her, completely forgetting that his hands were still wet.

"Lady~"

"Wait a minute." Qiao Mingyue flexibly dodged to the side and asked, "Answer my question first." ”

Qi Jingyun was a little confused, but he reacted quickly, and smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, that, I washed clothes for the first time, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to wash them clean, so I wanted to smell them." ”

Qiao Mingyue felt a little embarrassed, and asked stubbornly, "Then can't you smell anything else?" Why smell socks. ”

"I didn't think about it that much, so I grabbed one." Qi Jingyun blinked innocently, making Qiao Mingyue unable to say anything when he came to his mouth, reached out and threw the socks back into the basin, and waved his hand helplessly, "Forget it, I'm thinking too much." ”

"Then you can hug now." Qi Jingyun opened his arms again and looked at Qiao Mingyue expectantly, like a clingy large dog.

Qiao Mingyue took the initiative to get into his arms and reached out to hug his waist, "Well, hug." After hugging her, I realized that my hand had taken the socks just now, and they were still wet, so I thought about it for a while and wiped it directly on Qi Jingyun's clothes.

Qi Jingyun hadn't found out yet, and only cared about enjoying Qiao Mingyue's initiative.

Three pairs of eyes were revealed in the crack of the door curtain, and Aunt Qin Thirteen led the two young people to watch the play happily, expressing their opinions while watching, "See, you will be so affectionate in the future." ”

The two young men nodded as if they didn't understand, turned their heads to look at each other, and some of them quickly moved away, and they both blushed.

"Hey, they're coming out, let's go."

The two people in the courtyard let go of each other, and Aunt Qin Thirteen hurriedly dragged the two of them back to the table, pretending that nothing had happened.