Li Wanpeng, who was two steps behind, followed up.
Subconsciously following Cheng Yuchuan's gaze, he was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.
He shook his head and looked away, seeing the young man in a trance, he couldn't help muttering: "There are no cows flying in the sky today, what is God Chuan looking at?"
Cheng Yuchuan gave him a sideways look and raised his foot.
A black locomotive is parked along the street.
Cheng Yuchuan approached, took a step with his long legs, sat up firmly, took out the key from his pocket and inserted it.
Li Wanpeng followed closely, thinking of the situation just now, he said in a nonchalant manner: "What's wrong with the little fairy, I don't know what's so good about that disaster star, God Chuan, you are so handsome and rich, so..."
In the middle of speaking, he was caught off guard by Cheng Yuchuan's sloppy gaze, and reluctantly swallowed the second part.
"You don't need to ask her again in the future."
"ah?"
Li Wanpeng didn't react.
There was no extra emotion on Cheng Yuchuan's face, but his tone was as loose as ever: "Don't ask Jiang Yao any more."
He put on his helmet without looking sideways, and said, "You go back by yourself first, and I'll go back to Cheng's house."
As soon as the voice fell, the accelerator caught fire and galloped away.
The young man's back is flamboyant and unrestrained, just like the scorching sun.
Li Wanpeng who was left behind:? ?
What do you mean
Chuan Shen is not chasing the little fairy anymore?
…
The yard that Yan Zhi rented was quite complete, and he moved in within a few days.
Moving day.
Zhou Hui stood in the yard, looking up at the Four Seasons Osmanthus, her eyes turned red involuntarily.
"Okay, this yard is really nice."
She wanted to help clean the table, but Jiang Yao, who was kicked out by Yan Zhi, saw this scene, stepped forward to take her arm, and supported her gently.
"Does Aunt Zhou like Sijigui?"
"yes."
Zhou Hui turned her head to look at the delicate little girl, her heart softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "In the past, there was also an osmanthus tree planted in front of our house, which was planted by Xiaozhi's father himself."
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.
Jiang Yao panicked all of a sudden: "Aunt Zhou."
What to do, what to do, she is not very good at comforting people.
She has never had any good friends, and her family relationship is very weak. No one needs her comfort.
But Zhou Hui in front of her is Yan Zhi's mother, and she has suffered no less malice than Yan Zhi.
Yan Zhi was scolded as a disaster star, but she was a bastard.
Jiang Yao pursed her lips, and finally said softly: "Everything will be fine, Aunt Zhou."
Just one sentence made Zhou Hui burst into tears.
Jiang Yao:! ! !
She panicked, she panicked completely!
What should I do!
When Yan Zhi came out to wash the rag, he saw his tearful mother and the bewildered little girl.
There was a hint of helplessness in the cold peach blossom eyes.
He stepped forward and called out indifferently: "Mom."
Zhou Hui quickly wiped away tears.
"Little Zhi."
"Yan Zhi."
Two shouts sounded together.
Looking at the two people in front of him, the young man's heart felt slightly strange.
Zhou Hui subconsciously wanted to take the rag from Yan Zhi's hand, but Yan Zhi slightly dodged it.
"No, it's almost done."
Hearing this, Zhou Hui didn't force herself, turned her head and smiled softly at Jiang Yao, and pulled the little girl to sit down on the small stool beside her.
"Come and sit down, don't worry about him."
The woman's eyes are smiling, and her whole body is soft.
Jiang Yao glanced at Yan Zhi, his eyes met, and there were slight ripples in the youth's cold peach eyes.
She pursed her lips, stared at the little girl's eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'll cook."
After the words fell, he turned around and entered the house again.
Jiang Yao felt inexplicably hot.
Ah, though!
She knew she was thinking too much!
It's really like a husband talking to his wife, woo woo woo!
"Lazy?"
"Ah? I'm here, Aunt Zhou!"
Zhou Hui called her twice, Jiang Yao regained consciousness, her face became even hotter.
Zhou Hui pursed her lips and smiled: "Come sit down and have a rest."
Miss Jiang didn't dare to say any more, and sat down beside Zhou Hui obediently.
Zhou Hui looked at the little girl in front of her.
I'm here again!
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(end of this chapter)