Chapter Seventy-Four: "Can't Get Out and Set Off Fireworks?"

In the few days that Qi Youmian lived in Qi's house, Qi Youmian could be said to have been fully fed by his grandparents.

When he woke up on the first morning, Qi Youmian was shocked to see the table full of different types of breakfast.

After a few days of feeding, she can now take the portion she wants from a pile of dishes and porcelain bowls without changing her face.

Of course, the extra breakfast was not wasted, and it was all fed into Qi Hengzhi's stomach.

While eating, a pair of chopsticks suddenly reached over and put a large chicken thigh, the most tender fish belly meat, fried crispy and crispy small crispy meat, etc., into their own bowls, which also happened from time to time.

Qi Youmian looked in the mirror, only feeling that when this Spring Festival was over, he would have to gain weight.

"You see my face is rounded, and the flesh can be pulled up—"

Qi Youmian sat at the desk, writing the answers on the test paper while complaining casually.

In front of her was a mobile phone with the video screen on.

Wen Jiulan looked at the little girl shown on the screen of her mobile phone.

The desk was placed in front of the window, and the soft glimmer of light shone through a light veil, outlining the contours of the little girl's face clean and bright.

The peach blossom eyes are naturally affectionate, and the long eyelashes are full of ripples.

Indeed, as Qi Youmian said, her cheeks are slightly rounded, but she still has a pointed melon seed face, with delicate and delicate lines.

The extra bit of meat only made her smile look more and more delicate and moving.

Qi Youmian waited for a long time without hearing an echo, and raised his eyes slightly suspiciously, "Wen Jiulan? ”

This sound seemed to wake up the young man, and he coughed uncomfortably, "I'm here, I haven't gained weight, it's better to eat more." ”

The words were a little hectic, as if he didn't react to what he was saying.

As the saying goes, the mouth runs in front, and the brain chases behind.

Qi Youmian frowned, and tapped the desktop with the tip of the pen fiercely, "You'd better be sincere." ”

The little girl is always considerate and gentle in front of others, and she will smile with crooked eyebrows and shallow pear vortex.

Only in front of him will occasionally show a delicate and fierce appearance, with teeth and claws, and the only lethality is so cute that people surrender.

And Wen Jiulan likes this kind of special the most.

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At 0:00 on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Qi Youmian's mobile phone notification box kept popping up notifications of new messages.

The owner of the mobile phone didn't have time to look at it, just put the phone to his ear and listened to the person on the other end in a daze.

"Young sleep, do you want to set off fireworks?" The young man's tone was light, and he was particularly calm in the sound of fireworks.

Qi Youmian hesitated and asked, "What do you mean by asking me......"

Wen Jiulan chuckled.

The laughter was short, as if ringing softly in the ears.

"If you want fireworks, give me an address and I'll be there shortly."

It's the New Year after 0:00, Qi Youmian knows the habits of the family, Grandpa Qi and Grandma Qi can't stay up until twelve o'clock and go to bed early, Qi Hengzhi and Tao Wan usually turn off the lights and go to bed after twelve o'clock.

Therefore, she waited for another ten minutes before carefully stepping out of the bedroom door.

For fear of making a sound, Qi Youmian didn't even dare to wear slippers, and his little feet with thick home socks stepped on the wooden floor cautiously, and every step was extremely light.

Especially when passing by the door of Qi Hengzhi's Tao Wan's bedroom, Qi Youmian subconsciously held his breath, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

Fortunately, there was still the sound of firecrackers outside that had not stopped, Qi Youmian stood at the gate and waited patiently, and at the moment when a firework suddenly exploded, he unlocked the lock and unscrewed the door with the fastest hand speed in his life.

Nearly half an hour has passed since she sent Wen Jiulan's address.

The young man was already waiting quietly outside the courtyard, with one hand in his pocket and a small plastic bag in the other.

Seeing Qi Youmian cautiously closing the door, his eyebrows moved, and a little smile filled his eyes.

The little girl was afraid of making a sound, so she didn't wear any cotton clothes that would make a sound during the friction, but only a long coat with a short fluff on the surface.

Qi Youmian, who closed the door with the sound of another firecracker, breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned around and ran towards Wen Jiulan.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were shining, and he urged in a low voice, "Let's go." ”

After getting into the car parked not far from the entrance of the small courtyard, Qi Youmian restrained his excitement of sneaking out in the middle of the night for the first time.

She buckled her seat belt in an orderly manner, her eyes naturally fell to the driver's position, and she turned her head and whispered to Wen Jiulan, "Is this your taxi or?" ”

Wen Jiulan sat beside her, Wen Yan's expression did not move, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of her lips, "I paid for the chartered car, don't worry, I will send it to us wherever I go later." ”

Qi Youmian believed it, nodded seriously, and muttered, "I didn't expect that there would be this kind of service now." ”

Wen Jiulan opened the plastic bag that she had been carrying in her hand, and the tip of Qi Youmian's nose moved, and she looked at the familiar domineering fragrance.

"Roasted sweet potatoes?"

Wen Jiulan carefully uncovered the tin foil wrapped in the outer layer, revealing a sweet potato that was still hot inside.

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat it two days ago, and I happened to see someone selling it on the way here today." Wen Jiulan handed the plastic bag forward, "Do you want to eat it now?" ”

Qi Youmian took a shallow breath, the fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes was too domineering, and as soon as the tin foil used for heat preservation was revealed, the entire carriage was filled with a strong aroma.

Qi Youmian took the roasted sweet potato "tearfully", "Today is the New Year, so ...... It's okay to eat more, right? ”

The sweet potato is a yellow-hearted honey potato, the skin is roasted and crispy, but the innermost core is sweet and honey-oiled.

Qi Youmian blew while eating a roasted sweet potato in three or two bites.

"It's really super sweet," the corner of the little girl's mouth was stained with a little black crumb after burning, but she didn't realize it, her eyes were full of satisfaction, "Have you ever eaten it?" ”

"I'm not a big fan of sweets." Wen Jiulan's tone was natural, and he leaned over and pulled two wet wipes from the shelf in the middle of the front seat.

In the next second, the slender fingertips pressed against the slightly cool wipes and gently touched them on the lips.

Qi Youmian tilted his chin slightly, feeling the gentle movements of the boy who suddenly approached, and pursed his lips a little nervously.

The slightly drooping eyes were attracted by the young man's slightly bulging lying silkworm.

Wen Jiulan's voice was also smiling, "Don't be nervous, don't take those crumbs in, it's scorched, it's too bitter." ”

The touch on the lips was gentle, and there was a slight coolness of wet wipes, which made Qi Youmian feel a little awkward, so he could only purse his lips and wait.

Finally smelling Jiulan's fingertips move away from the side of his face, Qi Youmian hurriedly sat up straight, and was uncomfortably silent for a moment.

In the next second, the plastic bag that was held in the palm of his hand because of nervousness was slowly taken away by Wen Jiulan.

The young man took a new wet wipe, his eyes were lazy and half-closed, and his tone was calm.

"Baby, reach out and wipe it for you."

Qi Youmian was stunned, and then silently stretched out his hand that had just pulled the skin of the roasted sweet potato.

Let the young man hold the white and tender little paws, and patiently wipe them little by little.

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Yo Yo: I don't want to stretch out my hand, but he calls me a baby~