Ji Qingyuan opened his eyes, and Baili Lian's magnified handsome face was close at hand, and a throbbing appeared in his chest, faintly. I have to say that Baili Lian has a harmless sleeping face, it is very clean, and she can stare at it for a long time.

What he had whispered in her ear last night, she heard.

"I'll wait for you. Wait until you want. ”

The strange picture in his mind flashed, Ji Qingyuan held his breath, and he could even hear the sound of his heart beating faster. She magically stretched out her right hand and slowly approached Baili Lian's cheek, suddenly sobering up when she was only a centimeter away from his face.

I was actually fascinated by his beauty. Ji Qingyuan withdrew her hand, and suddenly grabbed her hand like lightning and pressed it to her face.

"You ......" he woke up! The way she kept staring at him, didn't he know it, maybe laughing at her in his heart.

"You can touch it if you want, what are you shy? My whole body belongs to you. Baili Lian looked at her narrowly, Ji Qingyuan's face instantly turned red when he heard this, and his mood became happy.

"You're shameless......"

"My husband is quite satisfied with his face, and so must my wife, otherwise I wouldn't want to touch it, huh?"

Baili Lian propped up his head and looked at Ji Qingyuan's clumsy dressing appearance for a long time. Ji Qingyuan, who was dressing, really couldn't ignore the aggressive gaze, and couldn't help but turn his head and say fiercely: "Can you withdraw your eyes!" ”

"Why? You are the wife I am marrying, don't look at it in vain. It seems that she is addicted to teasing, and Baili Lian wants to tease her as soon as he gets the opportunity.

"You're at your own convenience." Ji Qingyuan took a deep breath, put on his coat and got out of bed and went to the dresser.

Ji Qingyuan doesn't like to comb her hair in a bun, and has always only tied a ponytail or half of it, so that even if Qingzhu is not there, she can take care of it herself. The wooden comb slides on the green silk like a waterfall, and the comb is combed to the end.

There was another figure in the blurred bronze mirror, and Baili Lian casually approved a coat and was standing behind Ji Qingyuan.

"Close your eyes." He sat down beside her, picking up the eyebrow pencil from the stage and posing.

Is he going to give her a thrush?

Ji Qingyuan craned his neck and closed his eyes, his painting was always better than his own painting.

The corners of Baili Lian's lips hooked a touch of arc, raised Ji Qingyuan's chin, thought a little, and picked an eyebrow shape that suited her.

The invisible ambiguity wanders between the two, obviously only a few days, but they are like a middle-aged couple after many years of sharing ups and downs.

"Alright." Baili Lian was very satisfied with her masterpiece, her eyebrows were slightly lighter, and she was even more beautiful with a few strokes.

"Thank you. Husband. Ji Qingyuan's brain twitched, and he blurted out what he was thinking.

Baili Lian was stunned, did she just call him "husband"? Coming back to his senses, he reached out and grabbed the back of Ji Qingkite's neck and pulled it towards him, slowly lowered his head, and his thin lips were close to Ji Qingkite's red lips. As if due to the atmosphere, Ji Qingyuan closed his eyes.

Just when the two were about to kiss, "bang", Qingzhu heard movement in the room and deliberately brought water in, but he bumped into this scene, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground. Hearing this, Baili Lian and Ji Qingyuan quickly separated to hide their embarrassment.

"Slaves deserve to die, slaves deserve to die." Qingzhu knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, in the past, Baili Lian almost didn't stay in Ji Qingyuan's room too late, she naturally thought that Ji Qingyuan was the only one in the room.

"Pack up your things, and in the future, you won't be allowed to enter the house without my orders." Baili Lian said in a deep voice, thin and angry.

"Yes, the slave knows." Qingzhu got up and cleaned up the basin and retreated.

"Why can't you come in? I asked her to wake me up, how did you ......"

"If you meet me today and want to kiss you, if we are in ...... in the future I don't mind, do you mind? Baili Lian half leaned back in his seat, his posture was lazy, and his speech was meaningful.

"You!" Ji Qingyuan was so angry that her face was slightly red, "You can play with the mud by yourself." ”

"Come in." After Ji Qingyuan left, Baili Lian put away his cynical appearance and said to the phoenix outside the door.

"Young City Lord, Ji Xiang has a letter." The phoenix stooped down and handed over the letterhead.

Baili Lian shook off the letter paper and glanced at it roughly: "Hmph, he can't wait." ”

"What are the young city lords' plans?"

"Follow him. You go and inform Qingzhu and let her clean up, and after breakfast, we will go to Jifu to meet my father-in-law, and by the way, meet her childhood sweetheart. ”

"Yes."

Ji Qingyuan finished breakfast alone and was about to go back to the room to lie down again, but was sneakily pulled by Qingzhu in the corridor, "Miss." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The young city lord will take you back to Ji Mansion later." Qingzhu stirred her sleeves, and she didn't dare to report Ji Xiang's amnesia. Now that he is rushing back, it is difficult for Ji Qingyuan to pick up Ji Xiang's play.

"Really, when was it decided?" Ji Qingyuan is also anxious, she has no impression of Ji Xiang at all, and Qingzhu has almost forgotten about the science popularization she gave her, and her on-the-spot performance level has never been very good, showing her feet.

"After Huang Xiao informs Qingzhu, Qingzhu will come to you."

"It's too urgent, it's just a duck to the shelf. No, I'm going to find Baili Lian. Ji Qing stomped her feet, lifted the hem of her skirt and turned around.

"What is Madame looking for me?" Baili Lian changed into black clothes and stood not far away, followed by Feng Yu and Huang Xiao.

"You're here just in time," Ji Qingyuan put down her skirt, "I'm not feeling well today, so it's not appropriate to go out." ”

"Not feeling well? Do you want me to call the doctor in the house to check your pulse? "Baili Lian made up her mind to go to Ji Mansion, so she couldn't help but go.

"There are quacks in the house, and I have depression, and none of them can be cured."

Depression? When did the young lady get this disease, Qingzhu was puzzled.

"Don't be willful, sooner or later you'll have to go back to Jifu." Baili Lian's face sank, and his tone could not be refused.

Ji Qingyuan almost wondered if he was dreaming, how could Baili Lian show such a terrible expression, and he was still gently, gently thrushing for her in the morning.

"Father-in-law hasn't seen you for a while, so you don't want him?"

He returned to his usual gentleness, and after that look, the gentleness was a little unreal, and she had a momentary thought, and the indifferent him was real.

Why did he have to let her go back to the Ji Mansion, there was something in the Ji Mansion that was worth going to. Sooner or later, I have to go back to Jifu, what do these words mean.

Ji Qingyuan found that her IQ was not enough, she naively thought that he really liked her, and also imagined the future path of the two. At the moment, it seems that she is really daydreaming, but what point in her is worth betraying his feelings.

"They don't have the surname Ji." The words that Baili Lian said last night flashed in Ji Qingyuan's mind. She can understand that he married her just because her surname is Ji. So, Ji Fu is the source of everything, so she goes.

"Madame, don't worry." The moment Ji Qingyuan was in a daze, Baili Lian had reached her side, and her smile was still as warm as jade.

"Do you really want me to go back to Jifu?" She raised her little face and stared at his deep eyes, bottomless, unable to see.

"It's not me who thinks, it's my father-in-law who thinks. As for me, as someone else's son-in-law, I will naturally do it. He naturally put his arm around her shoulders.

Ji Qingyuan smiled reluctantly and slowly removed his hand and lowered his head: "I'll go to Ji Mansion with you." ”

"Miss." Qingzhu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Qingzhu, let's go and prepare." Ji Qingyuan no longer looked at Baili Lian, turned around and left, and there was a trace of loneliness in his back for no reason.