It's not hard to guess why Shi Tilt came here.

After all, the Fu family has chartered a venue, and today, the most famous revolving restaurant in Jiangcheng only entertains the Fu family and the guests invited by the Fu family.

The company under the name of Shi Tilt is also very, very good in the whole Jiangcheng, looking at the business world, Shi Tilt is a piece of fragrant bait.

Ji Jiu only thought about it for two seconds.

I felt that it was not surprising that Shi Tian received an invitation from the Fu family.

What is important and unknown at the moment is the powder.

According to her memory, she felt that this powder was very likely to be the kind of thing that would be addictive if she touched it, but if she thought about it carefully, the timeline of Chen Zhilan's framing of Fu Qi was a year before Fu Qi committed suicide.

Other words.

If the powder was indeed identified, it would be the same as she had envisioned.

After that year, it was an important turning point in the plot of Fu Qi's tribulation.

*

The two of them happened to bump into each other, so they walked to the banquet hall together.

It was quite quiet all the way, and when he lowered his long eyelashes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at half of the girl's side face.

The other party's eyes were half-covered with pitch-black pupils, her expression was very solemn, and she pursed her lips with a heavy heart, probably thinking about the powder.

"Don't worry."

When she opened her mouth, her voice was low and her heart widened.

"After I gave the gift, I personally sent it for testing. I'll keep an eye on them and give you the results as soon as possible. ”

Ji Jiujiu has always been this face since he became an immortal. I don't know if it has something to do with the fact that she is a rabbit, but from top to bottom, she looks small and soft, glutinous and white, and looks very easy to pinch.

He stared at her blankly.

The long knob fingers gently pressed the little girl's head.

“……”

The reason why she is here is not difficult to guess, the Fu family, Fu Liye, Fu Shouheng. Jiang Cheng had so many surnames Fu, he didn't think that Fu Qi would have anything to do with them before.

But since Ji Jiu is here, it proves that Fu Qi is also in this place.

“……”

This guy isn't a nosy guy after all.

Just look at her posture sticking to Fu Qi, within a kilometer around her—no, maybe not a kilometer yet.

There will definitely be Fu Qi's figure.

*

Pushing open the door of the banquet hall, in an instant, the bright lights inside shook Ji Jiu's eyes.

She frowned slightly.

There was a tingling in the eyelids.

The tingling sensation did not last long, but within a few seconds, the fine and intense tingling sensation gradually faded.

The little girl opened her eyes.

The eyes quickly looked around the venue.

Then I found Fu Qi somewhere near the window.

The porcelain white boy has a casual demeanor, and the thousands of homes in the distance outside the window are brightly lit, like bright stars falling into the world, lined with the clear and delicate outline lines of the other party, Fu Qi quietly distanced himself from the noisy others alone, erecting a natural barrier.

The snow-white slender fingertips held the goblet, the demonic red wine in the cup swayed, Fu Qi's posture was casual, and he looked good with an indescribable charm.

He just held the glass.

His lips were slightly dry, and it was obvious that he wasn't drinking the liquid in the cup.

Fu Qi always remembered.

Before Ji Jiu left, he told him not to touch the wine here.

He Fu has always been a rebellious character, but he subconsciously obeyed her words.

The boy's pupils were pitch black.

Condenses the cold that is transparent.

“……”

In front of the venue, Fu Shouheng and Chen Zhilan stood there, between husband and wife, there was Fu Liye with a face of "I'm not happy".

Foury was also expressionless.

It's like chasing ducks to the shelves, and I'm forced to make a happy wish and blow out the candles.

Then there is the cake cutting.

Although it can be seen that Fu Li is also reluctant, I have to say that the picture is still quite warm.

Ji Jiu casually glanced in that direction.

She suddenly remembered when she had just come down to earth.

That day, he was in the alley of Huayi High School.

There were people lying at his feet, and the young man's palm was punctured, and blood was dripping down.

He leaned against the wall with little strength.

Tell her, "My brother is 18 today." ”

There has always been no harm in comparing people to each other, and Foury's 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony has lights, red wine, cakes, noodles, and countless birthday gifts.

And Fu Qi is eighteen years old.

Nothing.

No cake.

There are no candles.

There are no birthday wishes.

Ji Jiu thought of this, and then saw Fu Qi's plain and clear face.

A sour feeling swelled up at the tip of his heart.

She took a step.

"Fu Xiaoqi~"

With a low and sweet call, the petite and soft little girl walked quickly through the crowd on her legs, stretched out her hand, as if she had been wronged to the extreme, and came to him for comfort pitifully.

Fu Qi turned his face sideways.

Before he could react, a little girl crashed into his arms.

The familiar warm fragrance lingered from the tip of her nose, and the girl stretched out two hands, hugging the young man's lean waist tightly, her little face pressed against his heart, and the top of her fluffy hair rubbed against Fu Qi's chin.

“……”

She hugged him aggrievedly.

A few seconds later, Fu Qi came back to his senses, the young man lowered his eyes and looked at the silent little guy, his first reaction was not to push the person away slowly.

Instead, he rubbed the soft back of the other's head with one hand.

The red lips opened slightly, the young man lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled low.

"Are you being bullied?"

He spoke, his voice low and slender.

"No," the little girl sniffed, suddenly raised her little head in his arms, blinked her eyes, and opened her mouth to talk nonsense in a coquettish voice, "I was just thinking, what kind of girl will we like in the future~"

Fake.

She was actually thinking.

What type of stuff would Fu Qi like?

Normally, he doesn't seem to show a particular interest in anything.

She thought about this not because of anything else, but because she wanted to make up an 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony for Fu Qi.

She didn't want Fu Qi to watch others receive gifts.

"What type of girl do you like" was a casual nonsense, but when he said it, Fu Qi was silent for a moment.

Half a day.

He just "tsk" and said flatly: "What kind of girl do you want me to like?" ”

"Of course it's the same as me!! Cute, kind, witty, generous, and long-lived, I can also be coaxed by Mommy Mommy, except that I can't cook, I'm simply a genius," Ji Jiu Jiu blew his rainbow fart and spared no effort, and pulled with him one finger at a time, "Let me tell you, my type is definitely hard to find with a lantern, and I can still give you a warm quilt in winter, and it ......is super comfortable to hold in my arms."

At the front of the venue, the warm atmosphere of the family continued, Ji Jiu was in his arms, staring at him with a small head and smiling, the warmth extended from the bottom of his heart, and the heart that was pierced by the picture warmed up little by little.

"You're smart."

Fu Qi stretched out his hand, and his warm and rough fingertips rubbed against the other party's delicate side face.

Subsequently.

Ji Jiu heard this dog say in a very breezy voice.

"Then I'll make it as hard as you wish."