Chapter 1842: Late night visit (3)
-
The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife
- Bei Chuan Yun Shang Jin
- 1206 characters
- 2021-02-13 09:58:36
When the East Flowing Cloud talked about these, the stars also showed some fascinating fascination, and the cold face was also rare to see some hidden sorrows, and the eyebrows were slightly squatting.
This scene is seen in the eyes of Qi Lei, and his heart is also slightly sinking, and it is also impossible for her to have such a melancholy moment.
"What's the matter, wait for the weekend break, I will accompany you to see the most beautiful maple forest in the whole city of Z. Otherwise, plant a large maple forest in the backyard of the house, you can watch it next fall."
Qi Lei’s deep opening.
"No, there are some scenery, just stay in my heart. I don't plan to be the same as those of the palace dramas on TV. I want to be a pet of the harem, and I want to make a little temper with you."
The eastern stream cloud laughs.
"I don't think there is anything wrong with being a favorite in the harem, at least I can often see the people I expect."
Qi Lei tilted her and said.
"This is a bad word. If you want to see this emperor often, you might as well be a , the emperor's personal eunuch, or the of Her Majesty?"
The Oriental Yunyun said, but also meaningfully staring at him.
Qi Lei brows and swears back. "If I am an eunuch, you have to be a blame."
The Oriental Liuyun chuckled and thought about it. "If you put it in ancient times, do you know what kind of person I want to be the most?"
The top swordsman in the rivers and lakes.
Qi Lei’s answer is very crisp and neat. "You said before, in the game, you are also a one who is alone."
Wen Yan, the Oriental Liuyun shook his head gently. "This is only half of it. It is a good swordsman. It is good, but it needs to be an outstanding strategist. Although I said that I don't care about those things outside of my body. But I know very well that if you want to protect what you want to protect, or if you are a person, you must have a strong power."
The words of the East Flowing Clouds fell, and Qi Lei also paused for a moment -
Yes, he does not doubt the truth of this statement, because he is so experienced, and understands that feeling.
"Although it is a peaceful era, there is nothing like the ancient, or the same arduous mission in the game, but the merchants are ups and downs, who dares to say that this water is very clear?"
"You don't have to work so hard, I can protect you."
Qi Lei took her tightly into her arms, and the hoarse voice was naturally emotional.
"Then I have to make sure that I don't make a person who pulls your hind legs."
"You didn't pull your legs. You can see that Dad can protect his mother so well all these years. You will, too?"
"No, Qi Lei, I am different from her. How can it be? If she can restrain herself and know the time, Dad will not be so hard. In the past few years, Dad has advised her to put down her lawyer a little and enter the East. The group assisted him. But she did not want to, she said she had her own ambitions and dreams."
When Dongfang Liuyun said it, it was a helpless one. "This should not be excessively self-blaming. Just like I also like antiques. Just... Grandma is also very dissatisfied because of this, and often adds chaos..."
"Forget it, these things, don't say anything, when you say it, you feel a headache."
"Well, it’s very cold, let’s go into the house, we should have prepared the food below, let’s go down.
......
The atmosphere of the dinner was very depressing. Even Qi Lei could feel the smell of gunpowder between the mother and the daughter, but the two seemed to be able to hold their breath, especially in the East.
Basically, I did not say a few words in the room. Instead, Song Siting said something from Qi Lei from time to time. The Oriental Liuyun naturally did not have the mood to listen.
After dinner, Qi Lei was called to the study by Song Siting. When he came out, Dongliu Liuyun urged Qi Lei to go back. When Song Siting got up and sent them out, his face was not very good looking.
"Mom don't have to worry, Liuyun is this temper, I will talk to her well. The speech just said is unintentional. Don't worry about it. She also respects you on weekdays."
Looking at the oriental stream to drive the car over, Qi Lei also lowered the voice next to Song Siting.
Song Siting's depressed face pulled a stiff smile. "But what kind of temper she is, my heart is also the clearest, it is very late, drive carefully on the road."
"Well, Mom will go back, don't send it."
......
After a while, the car disappeared into the sky in front of the sky.
Song Siting stood in the same place for a long time, and then turned back.
When I returned to the living room, Song Siting felt a little tired. She just wanted to go upstairs to rest, and didn't want to, the outside housekeeper suddenly reported -
"Madam, Master Fujiwara came to visit late at night, and now I am waiting for a gift and waiting outside!"
Fujiwara wild?
Song Siting's gaze was bright, and it looked a little better. It didn't seem to ease it. Fortunately, the butler reminded her that she said, "Let him come in, come and make two cups of good Pu'er."
"Okay, madam!"
Song Siting sat down on the sofa and his eyes stopped at the door.
After a while, a tall and straight figure slowly walked in from the outside. As soon as he entered the door, his eyes fell directly on Song Siting's body.
A noble and extraordinary, cold and compelling appearance, handsome as a god's five senses, deep squats like the deep sea in the dark night -
Not Fujiwara, who else?
Still so handsome and imposing, unlike the deep and modest of Qi Lei, this vine wilderness is undoubtedly a cold and invisible edge.
Song Siting used to be the most interested husband of this man to become the daughter of Dongfang Liuyun, her son-in-law of Song Siting. Unfortunately……"
"Aunt Song, late night visit, bothered."
Fujiwara's big stepping meteor came in and soon came to Song Siting's front, and politely said hello.
Song Siting was hesitating for a while. After a while, he reacted. He quickly looked up at Fujiwara, and after a while, he began to say, "I haven’t seen you for a long time. Ah Ye, you have lost a lot. Are these years bad?
Wen Yan, Fujiwara's face pulled a relief, did not say anything, just silently looked at the coffee table in front of him, idle, and also filled with three cups of tea.
After half a sigh, he replied. "Thank you for the concern of Song Auntie. I have a good time and I have a hard time."
"Don't say these words, just sit down, it's cold outside, drink a cup of hot tea and warm up, how come suddenly here today?"
Song Siting pointed out that he was on the side of his side and was concerned.