After Fang Yue left, Zhou Feng looked at the time of his watch and continued to read the newspaper in his hand.

After looking at it for a while, he seemed to think of something, and looked at Steward Song, who was directing the servants to do things: "Old Song." ”

"Yes, sir. Steward Song walked up to Zhou Feng and said.

"You call Song Zhe and tell him to get Qi'an something to eat, no matter how tired he is, he can't sleep hungry. Zhou Feng commanded with concern.

"Yes, sir. When the young master and they arrive, I will call Song Zhe again and ask him to arrange it. Steward Song replied.

"Well, yes, let Qi'an sleep for a while before fighting. Zhou Feng thought about it, Steward Song's words made sense, and said very agreeably.

"Okay, sir, it's still thoughtful. Obviously, it was Steward Song's own meaning, but at this time, he put the credit on Zhou Feng, and the fart made a "snap" sound. Steward Song was happy to shoot it, and Zhou Feng also listened pleasantly.

"Then clean up, go to rest early, I'm sleepy too. Zhou Feng's mood became very good after saying a few words to Steward Song.

After Song Zhehei sent the message, he arranged for the car to be rerouted to the riverside, and two hours later, the car stopped in the garage on the riverside.

Riverside is a seaview villa under Zhou Qi'an's own name, the villa is not big, but the ingenuity, the layout of the villa is designed by Zhou Qi'an himself, Zhou Qi'an has integrated his favorite elements into this villa, he himself calls this home.

Zhou Qi'an himself lives in this villa, the bodyguard and the maid are arranged in another villa not far away, they stay here when Zhou Qi'an is not there, and when they come back, the maid prepares the meals and the like, and after Zhou Qi'an has eaten, the maid takes care of everything, leaving Zhou Qi'an alone.

Zhou Qi'an doesn't like to be disturbed by others during breaks, he likes to have no work arrangement, and his time belongs to him alone, free to use.

During the holidays, Zhou Qi'an often does nothing more than look at the sea, go upstairs to watch the sea, go to the beach to watch the sea, look at the sky, lie on the beach, listen to the lapping sound of the waves, look at the blue sky and white clouds, lie on the recliner, listen to the call of Haiyan friends, look at the blue sea and blue sky, or at night, lie on the bed in the bedroom, listen to music, through the skylight, look at the stars, blink like eyes, infinitely beautiful, vivid......

This is Zhou Qi'an's most enjoyable time to steal joy alone, and it is also his unique secret recipe for relieving stress and creating motivation. So he is not allowed to be disturbed by others.

After the car stopped, Zhou Qi'an was still asleep, Song Zhe couldn't bear to disturb, arranged bodyguards, and Song Zhe accompanied Zhou Qi'an in the car alone.

Song Zhe's mobile phone rang, Song Zhe was afraid of waking Zhou Qi'an, so he got out of the car and answered the call, and the call was from Steward Song: "You called so late, old man, I almost woke up the young master." ”

"You rabbit cub, no big or small, how can you talk to your old man? Young master hasn't woken up yet?" Steward Song didn't mean to be angry.

"Hehehe, the young master is still sleeping in the car, what's wrong?" Song Zhe said with a happy smile.

"You tell the young master, the master told him to eat something and then sleep, don't go to bed hungry. Steward Song explained Song Zhe word by word.

"Old man, how do I feel that this is like what you said, not like what the old man said? It seems that our old man is slapping on the back again. Hahaha" Song Zhe teased Steward Song.

"Okay, you little rabbit, do you say that about your son? Besides, be careful that I pluck your skin. You just do what you say, do you hear?" Steward Song said angrily and funny.

"Looks like the old man wants to eat rabbit meat. I know, I'll tell the old man what he meant. Song Zhe was still chatting with Steward Song on the phone, half-seriously and half-jokingly.

"Stinky boy, don't say anything serious, be serious, take care of the young master. Steward Song doted on Song Zhe.

"This is called the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked. Song Zhe was not afraid that Steward Song was so angry that he really plucked his skin and said.

"You have no conscience, you will be angry with you if you have nothing to do, take care of the young master, rest early, good night. Steward Song wanted to end the chat with Song Zhe.

"Well, old man, go to bed early, good night. Hmmm. Song Zhe played treasure in front of Steward Song to the end.

Steward Song: "......"

He hung up the phone while shaking his head, his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, and his mouth couldn't close.

Song Zhe looked at the phone he hung up and was satisfied: "Hahaha." He smiled, and then said, "This old man is so cute." ”

"yes, it's cuter than you. Zhou Qi'an got out of the car.

"Young Master, are you awake?" Song Zhe said in surprise.

"Can you not wake up? Your laughter, in the middle of the night, laughs like a ghost crying wolf. Zhou Qi'an said with a poisonous tongue.

"Young master, do you still know that in the middle of the night, what are you talking about, aren't you afraid to invite them?" Song Zhe said and twitched his arms with both hands, looked around defensively, and walked to Zhou Qi'an's side.

"Coward, why should I be afraid? I didn't do anything wrong, I wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. It's you, you haven't been serious all day, so maybe they'll come to you tonight. Zhou Qi'an looked at Song Zhe as timid as a mouse, angry and funny.

"Young master, please, don't say it. I...... Let's go back, it's not safe here. As he spoke, Song Zhe tugged at the corner of Zhou Qi'an's clothes and motioned to enter the villa.

Zhou Qi'an's mouth twitched: "Look at your little bit of interest." Zhou Qi'an walked with long legs and walked towards the main entrance of the villa.

Song Zhe followed, and as soon as he entered the house, he immediately locked the door.

When Zhou Qi'an heard the sound of the door locking, he turned around and asked, "You don't leave yet, what are you doing here?"

Song Zhe swallowed a deep mouthful of saliva, and glanced at the door with aggrieved eyes: "Less...... Few...... Young master, take me in for one night tonight, it's so late, you don't want me to have a good time after I leave this door. ”

"Your appearance, Uncle Song, who was still teasing just now, laughed, and it will be over at this moment. Zhou Qi'an looked at Song Zhe with disgust.

"Young master, please, take me in for one night tonight. Song Zhe didn't answer Zhou Qi'an directly, and suddenly his mind flashed, and a burst of inspiration: "By the way, young master, my old man just called me to tell you, the old man told you to eat something and then go to sleep, don't go hungry." ”

Zhou Qi'an listened to Song Zhe's words and said this: "Hmph, Song Zhe, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? If you dare to talk nonsense, don't you want to stay tonight." ”

Song Zhe saw that Zhou Qi'an's face had changed, and he knew that this topic could not be talked about any further, so he had to continue to play haha, just to stay tonight: "Young master, you just let me stay, I can sleep on the sofa and lay on the floor, as long as you don't drive me away tonight." ”

"You can stay if you want, didn't you say to cook me something to eat? I happen to be hungry too, go get some pasta." Zhou Qi'an touched his stomach, fell asleep on the plane, and didn't eat dinner.