Chapter 8 Brewing Tea

More than a dozen men came in front and back, as well as a few village cadres, Qi Yu was familiar, and more were unknown, suits and leather shoes, black pressed the ground, and instantly filled several rooms inside and outside.

It's like a dark cloud in the sky outside, and people can't breathe.

Qi Yu wanted to leave, but it was raining heavily outside.

I wanted to borrow rain gear from Zheng Chunzhi, and saw that she was busy greeting guests, but she couldn't help but added to the chaos, so she endured it and didn't speak.

Cheng Jinan stood in the middle and dried his hair, looking at her through the glass window.

Qi Yu was wearing an outdated floral shirt and jeans, his hair was just tied up casually, and he didn't wear makeup on his face.

It's completely different from the elaborate outfits when they met in the previous two meetings, but there is a feeling of clear water out of hibiscus.

Standing in the doorway, the whole room seemed to be brightly lit.

The men sitting or standing inside, their eyes glancing over this direction, intentionally or unintentionally.

Cheng Jinan put down the hair dryer and walked straight out of the room.

The straight body poked there, cutting off the covetous sight behind him.

Qi Yu stared at him warily.

Cheng Jinan leaned against the door, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, and lit it in his mouth.

Neither of them seemed to have the intention of speaking.

Outside, there was the sound of rain, and inside the house, men were talking.

Only the two of them stood by the door, quiet as if time had stood still.

The cigarette between his fingers was about to burn out, he knocked the cigarette ash twice, and said lightly: "Have you heard a poem?" The wind and rain send people, and the wind and rain keep people to live. ā€

Qi Yu pursed his lips, looking at him with a somewhat strange gaze.

At the end, she suddenly nodded and smiled: "I've heard it, I still know that the next sentence is, hastily say goodbye, and the wind and rain urge people to go." ā€

When the words fell, she smiled, turned around and went in to find Zheng Chunzhi, and decided to leave here as soon as possible, even if it was drenched in soup again.

Zheng Chunzhi was busy hitting the back of her head, she didn't treat Qi Yu as an outsider, and without waiting for her to speak, she asked her to help boil water and make tea in the kitchen.

Qi Yu entered the kitchen, Cheng Jinan followed unhurriedly, watched her take a full pot of water and put it on the stove to boil, and turned around to look for tea again.

Zheng Chunzhi's family usually has no habit of drinking tea, and the tea canister is on the top layer of the cupboard.

Qi Yu was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoe and stretched out his arms to take it, and the hem of his shirt opened a corner with the movement, revealing a small section of snow-white and soft waist, shaking Cheng Jinan's heart.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he snuffed out his cigarette and walked over, reaching out to help her behind the waist.

The man's hand bones were distinct, and the palm of her hand was slightly cool, but she pushed him away violently as if she had been burned, shocked and angry, and didn't dare to question loudly, so she could only lower her voice: "Cheng Jinan, what are you going to do?" It's in someone else's house. ā€

He took the tea caddy and pushed it in front of her, and the person leaned over.

"Well, it's not okay at someone else's house, tonight, I'll go to your house."

He said it very lightly, but it was like a thunderclap, and it exploded in Qi Yu's mind.

After a while, she reacted and said angrily: "I—I didn't mean that!" ā€

"That's what I mean."

"Is the water boiling?" Zheng Chunzhi rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Qi Yu hurriedly retreated to the stove, eager to get as far away from him as possible, "It's almost good." ā€

Zheng Chunzhi noticed that Cheng Jinan was also there, and hurriedly invited someone to sit in the house, afraid that the kitchen would be dirty and dirty.

Cheng Jinan cleared his throat, tapped his fingers twice on the table, and said to Qi Yu: "Hurry up, I'm thirsty." ā€

This arrogant attitude makes it clear that he is calling himself a servant.

Qi Yu was angry in his heart, and the scaring words didn't come to his mind, and blurted out: "Drink when you're thirsty, and no one will stop you if you want to burn to death." ā€

Cheng Jinan looked at her appearance, but he was not angry, he smiled and went out.