While Qu Sangzhen was looking at Auntie, Auntie was also looking at the couple.

Just like the rich ink fragrance revealed everywhere in this living room, the foreigner's self-striking bell, the antique vase in the Jiaqing period of the Ming Dynasty...... The combination of Chinese and Western, rich and elegant.

Jiang Yiping looked like those high-level intellectuals who had returned from abroad, wearing a decent three-piece checked suit, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, outstanding appearance, elegant conversation, and his good background and upbringing were all shown in his gestures. And his wife left an even deeper impression on Auntie.

Qu Sangqin is petite, with beautiful facial features, standing beside her husband, the first thing people should notice is this profound scholar with the demeanor of a noble son, but the second, third, and even fourth eyes will only fall on his wife.

His wife has a quiet and beautiful style like the moonlight on the lotus pond. The winding and secluded path, the lush weeping willows, and a lotus pond are surrounded on all sides. The dissolved moonlight sprinkled down, gilding the lotus flowers lying on the surface of the water with a warm white glow. The cool night breeze blows, and the closed buds and the curled pointed lotus leaves flutter with the wind, as if telling those quiet joys.

Dancing fairy birds under the steps, the secluded wine here is poured alone.

This is a woman who is unmistakable.

When Qu Sangzhen got up to pour tea, she even smelled the fragrance of the shampoo she had just bathed in her hair. Taking a bath at this time can only mean that it is the hostess who is cooking today, because there are guests visiting, so the smoke and fire contaminated in the kitchen are deliberately washed away.

Auntie, who has always been dustless, can be said to be familiar with Qu Sangzhen at first sight, she smiled and talked to Qu Sangjiao: "Sister-in-law's name, the source is 'Liantang boat returns, willow dark mulberry smells cuckoo'?"

When I met a bosom friend, Qu Sangjiao smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the whole person seemed to be a lake wrinkled by the evening breeze, revealing the liveliness and playfulness of the change from stillness: "My mother likes Wen Bacha's words the most gorgeous, colorful and exquisite, especially his "Evening Return Song", this song is refined in language and has a handsome style, so my mother named me Sangjiao."

When Sister-in-law heard this, a pair of starry eyes were as soft as a lake, and her smile was sweetly wrapped in sugar: "Sister-in-law is like her name, which makes people forget to see it, I don't know what kind of demeanor my aunt should be."

Qu Sangzhen smiled: "Actually, my mother is a very strict old lady, I was beaten by her many times when I was a child, but if it is a cute little fairy like my sister, I guess my mother is reluctant to start."

These two people are like mountains and rivers meeting bosom friends, playing piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, hops, and talking for an hour.

Jiang Yiping saw Chen Xi smiling and listening to his sister's words, and his eyes never left his wife's body. He had no choice but to interrupt the conversation between the two, "Sang, I know that you and your brother and sister hit it off at first sight," he pointed to the antique wall clock on the wall, "It's just that you can bring the meal out first, and we'll talk after eating." ”

Qu Sangzhen hurriedly smiled and apologized: "Look at me, I almost missed dinner time." "It doesn't matter.

Qu Sangjiao then instructed the servant to bring the food.

Home-cooked side dishes have a light taste and are flawless. The soup dumplings are very delicious. The thin skin is poked open, and the rich soup flows out, and when you bite into it, your mouth is fragrant. There are four flavors made of qu mulberry, donkey meat and beef soup dumplings, crab roe soup dumplings, and vegetarian three fresh fillings. She has always eaten little for dinner, but tonight the atmosphere is good, the food is delicious, and she has eaten one of each of the four flavors of soup dumplings. Chen Xi is happy with something.

He knew that Auntie would like Qu Sangjiao, but he was afraid that Auntie would like Qu Sang Gou too much. Originally, there wasn't enough attention paid to him.

Chen Xi was afraid that after getting to know Qu Sangqing, the little attention that Auntie put on him would be less, and under the self-contradiction, he originally wanted to bring Auntie over to play later, but now it seems that this is okay, Auntie will have one more person to talk to in the future, and it will not be so lonely.

The guests and hosts enjoyed a meal.

After eating, Jiang Yiping proposed to play mahjong, Chen Xi originally wanted to say goodbye, and she would go to bed on time before nine o'clock, but seeing that she looked very interested, she swallowed it back.

Jiang Yiping then called a few cards one by one: "Bo Yu, I call a few people, Dong Yan, Gao Mingwei, Qin Pei, what do you think?"

These people, like Jiang Yiping, are classmates of Chen Xi, and they are a group of people who are very measured and knowledgeable, so they don't have to be afraid of bumping into Chen Xi's wife.

Chen Xi nodded, his eyes were still on Chang'e who was talking softly with Jiang Yiping's wife, her eyes were shining, she was smiling gently, and the whole person was like a bright pearl and jade dew, Chen Xi had never seen her so happy, and her heart was slightly jealous: "You look at the arrangement."

With Chen Xi's approval, Jiang Yiping saw the seams and said: "I will introduce you to a new neighbor who has just moved over, a top student of law school who has returned from studying in France, who is very insightful about current affairs, deeply analyzes the current situation, and is now the editor-in-chief of "Crescent Moon" magazine."

Chen Xi's eyes were still locked on Nie'e, she and Qu Sangzhen were chatting, chatting and chatting, and the two of them were actually crowded into a sofa, their bodies close together, talking and laughing.

I don't know what Qu Sangzhen said, a bright smile appeared on her face, and her laughter was like a silver bell stirred by the morning breeze, and the crisp sound of ding ding dong crashed into his heart. Chen Xi looked at the radiant Shen'e with dim eyes, she tore the film that isolated herself with her own hands, as if the heavenly maiden walked down the altar, looking forward to Shenfei like that, with a smile and a smile, all contaminated with warm fireworks in the world.

Chen Xi thought that she would never know that she had walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, just to be able to meet her in the vast sea of people, he didn't believe in Buddhism, but inexplicably, he felt that this was the fate that he had asked for five hundred years in front of the Buddha, so beautiful, so clear A girl, with ice crystals and snow, was melted in her arms little by little.

Chen Xi's burning gaze was extremely reluctant to withdraw from Xi'e: "The editor-in-chief of "Crescent Moon" magazine?"

"Yes, Mr. Gu Hongming personally invited him back, and he admired this young man very much. Boyu, when you see it, you will definitely have a heart of cherishing talents. Jiang Yiping's words were simply full of admiration for the young man in his mouth.

Chen Xi is often introduced to him by such and such talents, just to have a chance to become a leader. Although Chen Xi's original intention was to accompany Chang'e to play, the most important thing for him tonight was to make Chang'e happy all the time, but he couldn't help but give his friend's face. Therefore, he said very indifferently: "Call it." I'm also curious about what kind of person can get into your eyes. ”

Within half an hour, the living room was lively and lively, and the visitors were stunned at first when they saw Auntie, and then respectfully called "Madam", not daring to make a mistake.

Obviously, these people call Chen Xi by his name, are they still some kind of flood beast? Auntie thought to herself while eating the almond crepes baked by Qu Sang.

The tables are up. But everyone was kind enough to invite her, and she sat down at the back of the table.

For a while, the living room sounded the sound of mahjong.

The door to the living room was pushed open again. The servant led a handsome, tall man in.

"Sorry for being late, in the next Zhongwei, the word Baiyang, fortunately." A clear and clear voice resounded in the hall.

The voice was extremely familiar, and her eyes involuntarily moved to the source of the sound, and she saw a man standing in the hall with a box of cream cakes, and she could even see the chocolate sauce and bright red cherries on it through the side packaging.

Although the man was carrying a ten-inch cake in his hand, this did not affect his handsome appearance and noble bearing, which made people can't help but sigh: "The beautiful son of the turbid world."

She sat up straight, her left hand covering her red lips, and her right hand, which was placed on the ivory domino, trembled slightly.

Chen Xi was the first to find out that something was wrong with Auntie, and in front of everyone's eyes, he suddenly got up and stood behind Auntie, put his fingers on the back of the chair that Auntie was leaning on, and encircled Auntie intimately in his arms, this is a posture full of protection and possessiveness, strong and domineering that no one can touch it! Chen Xi looked at the person with sharp eyes.

She lost her mind and accidentally knocked down the ivory dominoes in her hand, her cards were played very well, and she didn't have to be deliberately conceded by others, and she had been winning tonight. Chen Xi retracted his gaze, his eyes fell on the card that was accidentally touched by Auntie, Chen Xi's eyes were slightly sunk, Auntie's deck of cards is very good, and then touch a four-rope is all the same.

And the young man standing in this hall was even more out of shape than Chen Xi's wife.

Everyone sensed something was wrong. This kind of Shura-like atmosphere made the group of people in the hall feel like cicadas.

The young man who was originally smiling and greeting everyone was stunned, looking at Ji'e as if he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, so pious and cautious: "Chu Lu, why are you here!" The tone of surprise was as if the whole person was overwhelmed by ecstasy.

Tears welled up in her eyes for a moment, she covered her mouth, and her eyes were as soft as water full of disbelief: "Brother Bai Yang." The delicate and soft tone, a brother's cry turned a thousand times.

Chen Xi couldn't bear to lift Chang'e out of the chair, and pulled it back, Chang'e stumbled back into his arms, Chen Xi's arms wrapped around her, and put her body into his arms, a pair of black eyes were indistinguishable from anger, and ended up with Zeng Xingyan, what the hell is this Zhong Wei.

Chen Xi made a lot of movement, and everyone with low eyebrows saw that Chen Xi's posture of hugging his wife was domineering, and a pair of cold ink eyes were full of murderous aura.

This murderous look made Zhong Wei nailed to the spot like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, unable to move, and he only then remembered what the occasion was here, who Chen Xi was, and Chang'e's current identity, no matter which one it was, it was not suitable for him to catch up with Chang'e at this time.

Just for a moment, he restrained all his emotions, and smiled shyly in the eyes of all kinds of prying eyes: "I'm sorry, cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm a little out of shape." As he spoke, his gaze fell on Chen Xi, so gentle that he was not aggressive: "The young marshal won't mind."