Duan Xiye finally grabbed a handful of Ji Li's fluffy little belly, and then stood up and picked up the book he had just thrown aside.

As soon as he wanted to walk back to the bed, there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the door of the room, and then someone knocked on the door panel and said in a low voice: "Young master, are you asleep?" ”

Duan Xiye: "What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows, the gentleness and patience he had had in front of Ji Li before had disappeared, and his expressionless face looked a little indifferent.

"The master is back, now talk to the lady in the hall, and let the little one come and call you over."

"Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes." Duan Xiye opened his mouth, but he didn't really go to the bed to change clothes, but opened the door of the wardrobe, picked up Ji Li's nest again, and put her into the closet.

Ji Li, who was asleep, also smashed his mouth.

Duan Xiye opened the door and walked out, and the little maid who was close to him lowered his voice in a rough voice during the voice change period: "Young master, you have to be careful later, the old man seems to be a little ......."

Duan Xiye stood up and glanced at the little guy: "What does it look like?" ”

The little guy wanted to speak and stopped, and it seemed like something unspeakable.

Duan Xiye simply guessed by himself: "A little strange? Nervous? ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and he pandered: "That's what it looks like." ”

But as a human being, it is not appropriate for him to say this kind of thing, and Duan Xiye opened his mouth differently.

Although he did feel that the old man's return this time was different from the past, he really didn't dare to speak casually.

After all, he is just a subordinate who has signed a death contract, and he has no share in the affairs of the master's family.

"Tell me what happened."

Even if the little guy didn't remind him now, he knew that it was not normal for Father Duan to come back now, after all, it was the middle of the night.

It would be strange if nothing happened.

The little guy didn't dare to hide it, and soon told Duan's father everything clearly, for fear of telling him what color underwear he was wearing.

The more Duan Xiye listened, the more solemn his face became, until finally, when he entered the hall, his whole person revealed a cold air.

Father Duan and Mrs. Duan seemed to be arguing about something, and when Duan Xiye approached, they stopped, but Mrs. Duan still couldn't help but slap the table hard.

Duan Xiye opened his mouth to say goodbye to the two, but his eyes fell on the young woman brought back by Duan's father.

The smell of fat powder on the woman's body was very strong, which made him squint uncomfortably: "Father, this is ......"

Father Duan was a little jealous of this son, not as hard as when he talked to Mrs. Duan, and said hesitantly that Song Niang would live at home in the future, and what would you say to her well in the future.

Duan Xiye asked Father Duan without a red heart: "Are you the concubine you found for me?" ”

The family once wanted to stuff him in a room, but Duan Xiye, who had always been moody, was furious because of this, so no one dared to mention anything about the matter between men and women in front of him.

Now, the words he took the initiative to ask made Father Duan stunned, and then showed an extremely embarrassed look.

"Not ......"

"Then why did you let me treat her well?" Duan Xiye's gaze fell on the woman's grease-smeared face, and she looked like she was only in her twenties.

(End of chapter)