He looked up, staring around in confusion.

Because of the short sleep time, his neck is not particularly sore.

In the past, when he kept vigil in Baorentang, he slept on his stomach in front of the counter.

When I wake up, my neck hurts all the time.

The surrounding scenery was clear, and Mo Zixuan remembered that he had come to Chenjia Village and was going to Luoyang City.

Chen Qishan saw him wake up and stepped forward, "Are you awake?" Just in time, wake up and take a nap, and we'll be gone in a moment. ”

"Hmm." Mo Zixuan rubbed his eyes and stood up.

He poured himself a glass of cold water, and after drinking it, he was completely sober.

"What about Jiang Gongzi? I just heard him speak. ”

When Chen Qishan heard Mo Zixuan's words, he couldn't help laughing, "What do you call him Jiang Gongzi?" It's not a young master of a rich family. ”

Mo Zixuan also smiled, "After all, he was a former guest, and now he is the master's husband, so it's not an exaggeration to call him a son."

Just shouting like this, it is a little more alienated, but I can't find a suitable name for a while. ”

"That's the same reason, but you can call him master hahaha......"

Speaking of the back, Chen Qishan couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Zixuan also smiled, he couldn't imagine what it looked like he called Jiang Zebei's master.

In the laughter of the two, Jiang Zebei walked in.

Seeing the strange gaze of the two of them, he lowered his eyes and looked at himself, thinking that something was wrong.

After looking at it, there was nothing wrong with it.

He approached the two of them, and without asking them what they were laughing at, he informed them that they were on their way.

Then the man went to the inner room.

Chen Qishan and Mo Zixuan's eyes followed him all the time.

After his back disappeared, Chen Qishan quipped: "This is true, those silent old men, it doesn't seem wrong to call him a master." ”

Mo Zixuan nodded in approval.

In fact, there is another reason why he still calls Jiang Zebei his son.

is that the other party has an aura that makes people retreat.

Chen Qishan was still smiling here, but how did he know.

The reason why Jiang Zebei was silent was because he knew him too well.

He saw the smile on Chen Qishan's face, and that smile was definitely not funny.

Once he asked, it was bound to be nothing good.

Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too curious.

Jiang Zebei walked into the inner room and glanced at the girl lying on the bed.

He slowed his pace and approached slowly.

Looking at the other party's sweet and beautiful face holding the quilt and sleeping soundly, Jiang Zebei's eyes were filled with a little gratitude.

He slowly lowered his head, and his warm lips were imprinted on the girl's tender white face.

At the same time, he whispered in his heart, hoping that the girl in front of him would never change, and she would no longer be the Chen Mengtian who was easy to suffer losses and was eager to do things regardless of the consequences.

Chen Mengtian in front of him is the best gift from God.

Even if the other party can't be with him for a few years, the well-behaved and cute little girl came back three years ago.

A very light kiss, a touch and a touch.

Jiang Zebei's gentle kiss was just because it was affection, and nothing else.

He tucked the quilt for Chen Mengtian on the bed, turned around and walked away.

When he came out of the inner room, he moved the charcoal stove outside the hall into the room.

Before leaving, he put a few pieces of coal inside, opening a gap in the window of the room.

After doing all this, he glanced at the sleeping girl.

Seeing that the other party was sleeping peacefully, he left with Chen Qishan, and Mo Zixuan and the three of them left the house.