After waiting in the garage for ten minutes, Cheng hurried over tomorrow night, opened the rear door and sat in.
"Hello master, good ancestor."
Knowing that Qing Huan accepted the fact that "the ancestor is just a nickname for Nanyang", Cheng began to call the ancestor generously tomorrow night. Otherwise, she would call Nanyang's name too much, and she would come back to reprimand herself for the following crimes.
Qing Huan looked at Ming Wancheng in the rearview mirror. Tomorrow night Cheng has a very interesting dress today, a yellow cashmere sweater with a pair of blue suspender jeans, chestnut hair softly draped over her shoulders, making her look like a long-haired version of a Minion. However, eighteen-year-old girls should be like this, as youthful and beautiful as the sun at seven or eight o'clock.
Cheng Wancheng's body age is eighteen years old, and the age of the ID card she is using has reached a high degree of uniformity, which is also eighteen years old. In ancient times, at the age of 18, you could get married, but in modern times, 18 is just a girl who has just stepped out of high school. No matter how many years she has lived, her face is still childish, and there is still something on her cheek. A little bit of cute baby fat.
She does look cute.
Nanyang is somewhat of a face control. She was originally a dignified, reserved, and pure-hearted cultivator, but she was seduced by Qinghuan's charming face again and again. The other disciples of Beifu couldn't get her preference, but Cheng Ming was fine. Apart from that she was Qing Huan's nominal disciple, there was a big part of the reason - Ming Cheng's appearance was really cute.
Ah Cheng's eyes were round and large, with long and curled eyelashes, like a deer standing by the edge of a stream, with a seductive agility in the clarity. When she blinked, people would want to buy all the candies in the world and feed them into her mouth one by one.
But when she was mean, Nanyang would really consider stuffing dirty pills into her mouth.
Qing Huan drove the car, she clipped the phone to the front bracket, and opened the navigation to see the shopping mall location she had made an appointment with Qi Yi. Nanyang finally finished the game in his hand, and his neck was sore, so he put it down and stopped playing.
"Master, has Teacher Qi arrived?" Cheng asked with a smile on the back of the front seat tomorrow night.
"Come on, she just got off the plane."
"Oh..." Ming Wancheng's big eyes rolled, "Today is the first day of the new year, why did Teacher Qi come to visit the class? Doesn't she have to spend the New Year with her family?"
Qing Huan smiled, "Xiao Yi's parents are very busy, so they basically don't have time to spend with her. I heard from her that her parents went abroad a few days ago, and I don't really understand what academic research they are doing. Xiao Yi yesterday New Year's Eve is spent alone."
"Mr. Qi is so pitiful." Tomorrow night Cheng felt a little distressed.
"It's okay, you know, she's a high school teacher. Her students like her so much, and they should have sent a lot of blessings last night."
"But there's still no one by her side." Tomorrow night Cheng gently tapped the soft back of the chair with his chin, "If she's alone next year, I'll go with her."
Qing Huan couldn't help laughing: "I think it's too far. You are young, and Xiao Yi may not want to develop so deeply with you."
Nanyang rubbed the corner of his eyes expressionlessly.
young
An old thing that has lived for more than 3,000 years, young
They were chatting, when the mobile phone clipped in front of them for navigation suddenly jumped out of the video request interface.
Qing Huan glanced at it and connected it.
"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year." She smiled softly at the camera.
On the small screen, two middle-aged people, Zhu Jun and Yu Fengli, huddled together, wearing red coats, and seemed to be eating dumplings at the dining table. They smiled brightly, both of them wanted to enter the country, and they both wanted to go forward. Zhu Jun picked up a dumpling and put it into the camera: "Girl, Happy New Year! Come and eat dumplings!"
"I ate it in the morning," Qing Huan's voice was soft and coquettish, "you eat more."
"Your dad has prepared New Year's money for you, you are busy with work again this year and can't come back," Yu Fengli pretended to snort, "We put it under the pillow in your bedroom for you, remember to take it next time you come back. "
"I'm married, so what do I need for the New Year's money?" Qing Huan shook her head helplessly, "Besides, someone gave it to me."
Zhu Jun said sourly: "Yo, did your wife give it to you?"
Qing Huan glanced at Nan Yang who remained silent beside her, and the smile in her eyes almost overflowed, "Well, she gave it to me."
"Look at the expression on your face, you're going to burst into laughter." Zhu Jun clicked his tongue twice, "That's it, you had to fight with me at first, and you didn't want to marry her at all. Now I know Right? Your father didn't hurt you, did he?"
"You haven't seen her before. If she treats me badly, won't you still hurt me?"
"Hey, you little bastard! You talk back when Dad talks now. You should talk to Boss Nan and let her take care of you. You don't know how to respect your elders every day, and you don't know what you want to do?"
Nanyang raised his eyebrows.
Indeed, she never knew how to respect her elders.
Not only disrespectful, but even pressing the "elders" on the bed to bully them desperately.
"I won't tell you, I'm driving, I'll call you back at night." Qing Huan glanced at Nan Yang beside him, and asked softly, "Would you like to say Happy New Year to them?"
Zhu Jun was excited: "Boss Nan is by your side? Boss Nan, happy new year! If you have time to come back with the girl, I will ask her mother to cook something delicious for you."
Yu Fengli asked Zhu Jun with a smile, "Should I call her son-in-law or daughter-in-law?"
"Our girl was married and should be called a son-in-law."
Yu Fengli nodded and said to the camera, "Son-in-law, remember to come back when you are free. Send me what you want to eat in advance, and I will make it for you."
Nanyang pursed his lips, but still did not choose to be in the camera, but just said lightly outside the camera: "Happy New Year."
Zhu Jun and Yu Fengli said a few words of best wishes, then hung up the video and stopped driving Qinghuan.
Nanyang supported his chin and looked at the high-rise buildings that flashed past the window.
very nice.
Qing Huan finally has parents who love her.
With kind parents and a loyal wife, she will have a very fulfilling life.
She has been tossing and turning for three thousand years, just to let her achieve the consummation of a lifetime. Seeing her happy is his own happiness.
Because Qinghuan had an indirect video call, there was a section of the road that was blinded, and the consequence was that they got on an interchange that should not have been used. It took them 20 minutes more to get off the interchange and get on the right road.
When they got to the mall, all three wore masks. To a certain extent, the three of them are all public figures. Although they are famous, they will be recognized by a wandering fan if they are not well-protected. Wearing masks is a little safer.
Because of the 20 minutes of delay, Qi Yi had already arrived at the restaurant they had made an appointment with, and sent Qing Huan a WeChat message saying where she was sitting, asking them to hurry up.
Tomorrow night, as soon as Cheng entered the shopping mall, he began to feel coy and groaning, and he had to go to the jewelry store. It is too inappropriate to say that when he first met Qi Yi, he did not prepare a gift.
Nan Yang and Qing Huan couldn't beat her, so they had to follow her around Zhou Dasheng and Laomiao Jin on the first floor. The lady at the counter saw the clothes of the three people and knew that they were rich people, so she hurried over to receive them. Tomorrow night Cheng is also very direct, the name depends on the diamond ring.
Qing Huan twitched the corners of his mouth.
I haven't seen my face yet, so I'm about to send a diamond ring.
Nanyang stood far away, clasping his arms and quietly watching Cheng pointing to and fro on the glass counter in the evening. Qing Huan came over and stood beside her without speaking, quietly waiting for Cheng to pick a gift tomorrow night.
"We are getting married, it seems that we don't have a diamond ring." Nan Yang suddenly spoke, and there was no emotion in his voice.
Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, it seemed that it was indeed the case, "Well... Yes, just... I just got the certificate."
"Do you want it?" Nanyang turned to look at her, "If you want, pick one too."
Qing Huan forced a smile: "It's too hasty."
"Well, yes." Nanyang glanced around. The diamond rings here are too cheap. If you really want to give them away, you should also give them a style that you can't easily buy.
Looking at the glass cabinet beside her, Qing Huan suddenly bent over and touched the glass with her fingertips.
"Look at these earrings," Qing Huan said with a little excitement, "Aren't they beautiful?"
The pair of earrings she pointed to were a pair of diamond earrings with six delicate little horns that looked like two tiny snowflakes. The ear studs use the craft of six circumferences and one setting. Each ear stud has a 6-point main stone and six 16-point side stones, which shine brightly and coldly under the illumination of the overhead light. A small label next to it says its price: 4919 yuan.
"Buy it if you like it." Nanyang threw out these four words without looking closely.
Qinghuan looked at it for a while, and her ears were slightly red when she raised her eyes: "I want to wear it with you. You wear one, I will wear one."
"... Hmm." Nan Yang responded.
Qing Huan looked at her with her head tilted, and frowned again: "But, you don't seem to have pierced ears."
Nanyang is an ancient person, and she has a set of principles she adheres to, so there is no trace of being infected by modern elements even today. She doesn't know how to put on makeup, she doesn't wear jewelry for herself, and naturally she doesn't pierce her ears.
"Buy it if you like it, it's fine."
Nanyang just said.
Qing Huan nodded, "Okay, then buy it."
She can wear it by herself, the earrings are beautiful and she liked them at first sight.
Tomorrow night, Cheng also picked out a Mobius-like ring with a small diamond encrusted around it, a very beautiful style. This kind of ring with an inconspicuously large diamond is more everyday, and it will not scare people when it is given.
When checking out, Nan Yang naturally walked over to the POS machine and paid for the two of them.
Tomorrow night Cheng couldn't help but sigh: "Is there a better person to go shopping than her? I don't speak, don't beep, don't complain, don't point fingers, and only come forward when checking out. Ah... If it wasn't for Teacher Qi already in my heart. , I want to marry..."
Qing Huan glanced at her leisurely.
Tomorrow night, Cheng immediately closed his mouth.