Chapter 1390: Still father and son? (One)

For a long time, the bleak and cold rain, it is rare that there are some faint warm days on the sky, the wind is quite big, and the moisture on the ground has been blown almost dry.
The entrance to the holy water villa area.
A black limousine slowly walked along the clean avenue, and the winding path quickly stopped at the door of a luxurious villa.
The door was slowly opened, and a black man in a suit came up. It looked like an assistant secretary. He saw that he quickly came to the back door and opened the door to the people behind him --
"Qi, always, I just tried it, and the second master is at home!"
The close secretary said.
Qi Qiming slowly walked down from the car, looked up and stared at the villa in front of him --
Vaguely remember, this villa seems to have been bought by Wang Qin at the beginning, and directly left to his son Qi Lei, it is also a good place.
Standing and watching for a while, Qi Qiming walked in with the steps. "Go in, let him open the door."
"Yes, Qi total!"
......
When he heard the doorbell ringing, Qi Lei was making a leisurely lunch in the kitchen.
In fact, some time ago, Qi Lei was determined to be a good man who was self-reliant. For a long time, he had a strong interest in cooking, and gradually, the things he made were also a bit full of color and flavor. The selling phase.
The kitchen in his villa has been changed from a former open-style to a stand-alone one, and the kitchen is large, so it’s so busy to be alive. At this moment, the soup is still on the stove, and there are already two home-made meals. The side dish looks good.
The doorbell rang for a while, and he put the third dish in the pot on the plate, and then he put it on the table, and then walked toward the door without hesitation.
When I saw Qi Qiming standing outside the door on the side of the screen, the eyebrows raised slightly, and after thinking for a moment, I pressed the door open button and then turned and went straight back to the kitchen.
Waiting for a while in front of the door, Qi Qiming, who did not open the door with Qi Lei, was a bit ugly. He forbeared for a while, and when he wanted to call Qi Lei inside, he didn’t want the door to open automatically. His face was only slightly relieved, and he quickly walked in with his footsteps.
Just entering the living room, I saw that the entire living room was empty, Qi Qiming looked around, and soon found a few dishes placed on the table next to it, but also slightly braved the heat, walked over Look, it looks very good, although it is just a few home-cooked dishes, as well as soup...
Qi Qiming stunned and looked around, and did not find Qi Lei's figure.
He hesitated for a moment, just wanted to walk towards the kitchen with his steps, but only heard a faint voice coming from inside, and without waiting for him to react, he saw a tall figure stunned.
Qi Lei was carrying a stack of dishes and a pair of dishes from the kitchen.
Qi Qiming looked, even more surprised, deep eyes have been moving along with the figure of Qi Lei, until Qi Lei put the dishes on the table, elegantly took a wet towel on the side, his dishes reacted...
When will Qi Lei still cook?
Although Qi Qiming is usually indifferent to alignment, he is quite clear about some basic conditions of Qi Lei.
Wang Qin is a very strong person. She thought very early on how to cultivate her son Qi Lei into a person who is as strong as her. Therefore, for these cooking things, she does not seem to agree with Qi Lei to spend time. Instead, let Qi Lei spend more time on business and work, but Wang Qin's own cooking is very good.
Qi Lei sat down indifferently and took the sake of the side of the wine. He saw Qi Qiming still standing opposite him, only to say coldly and faintly, "Would you like to come here?"
Qi Qiming did not think that he would ask this question. There was a blank space in his head. He looked down at the calm and calm, without any waves of Qi Lei. He felt the sense of indifference and alienation. Somehow he felt a little bit in his heart, and seemed to have some breathing. Not smooth.
For a while, he sat down, and the assistant in the back immediately went to the kitchen to take a pair of dishes and gave Qi Qiming a wine.
"Let's go outside and wait."
Qi Qiming waved at the assistant and said.
"Okay, Qi total!"
The assistant quickly left the living room.
Qi Lei did not have much reaction, silently holding the wine, drinking leisurely, holding the chopsticks in one hand and holding the dishes in his bowl.
Qi Qiming’s gaze has always fallen on him, and he has been looked up and down several times. He always feels that he seems to be different.
After a long time, Qi Qiming took the wine and slowly tasted it. Seeing the opposite Qi Lei’s quiet meal, he did not seem to care about his own plans. After struggling for a while, he only opened his mouth. "When is it coming back? ?"
In fact, Qi Qiming himself knows the answer, but he still can't help but ask such a sentence.
It’s said that the action in Qi Lei’s hands was only a little bit, but he didn’t look up at Qi Qiming’s eyes, but a faint voice.
It’s okay with you, you shouldn’t come over.

Qi Qiming stiffened and saw that his movements had continued. He also took a breath. This reaction was actually in his expectation. He came over today and made a lot of preparations because he was very good these days. Carefully thinking about a lot of things, acknowledging that he is harsh on his son, I don’t know if I always think of Wang Qin. The sense of guilt in my heart is increasing day by day. He must talk to Qi Lei. talk.
"I know that you are dissatisfied with this because of this incident, and it may not be because of this incident. In the role of father, I owe you too much, I am not a qualified father. ""
Qi Qiming's tone is very low, and in the voice, the invisible seems to have a bit of exhaustion.
However, Qi Lei listened to this, but his eyes passed a faint light. This was a careless look up. It was very indifferent to look at Qi Qiming. I didn’t take it for granted. "You seem to be very self-aware, but, in me. It seems that you are a very qualified father, but that is Qifeng, nothing to do with my peers."
As the voice fell, Qi Lei had regained his eyes and continued to bow his head and ate the dishes in his bowl.
Qi Qiming’s face was dull, but at the bottom of his heart, he took a breath and took a sip of his breath. He took a sip of his heart and silently looked at the tempting home-cooked dishes. He suddenly remembered it. That is what Wang Qin often did before, is the taste of Qi Lei.