Wang Shu's small body warmed up, and he looked curiously at the man who picked her up: "Huh?"
Her eyes are big and round, like watery grapes, full of ignorance.
On the way here, she had been in a coma. After living here, she only saw Shi Qi when she woke up. She didn't know anything about this man who appeared suddenly.
But my mother said, you can't talk to strangers, you can't let strangers hug you.
She wants to listen to her mother.
Wang Shu twisted his body and was about to get down.
Ji Mingxiu raised his hand to caress her head, and said softly, "Why did you run out?"
His hands are so warm and comfortable, she, she'd better listen to mother's words next time.
"I want to pee." Wang Shu's hand wrapped in the cloak covered his little butt.
Ji Mingxiu held the corner of his lips, carried her around the corridor, and entered Gong's room.
Looking at the "toilet" which was bigger and more beautiful than her bedroom on the mountain, Wang Shu opened her mouth wide.
Ji Mingxiu was amused by her cute look, untied her cloak, and gently put her on the ground: "Do you know how?"
Wang Shu nodded.
Ji Mingxiu patted her little head: "I'll wait for you outside."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
After Wang Shu finished urinating, he obediently washed his hands and walked out with bare feet.
Ji Mingxiu had already taken off his cloak. Seeing her coming out, he quickly wrapped her up and carried her back to the East Chamber.
Wang Shu lay on the bed and refused to sleep, looking at Ji Mingxiu with a pair of shiny black eyes.
It was rare for Ji Mingxiu to be "appreciated" by others, and the strange thing was that he didn't find it disgusting.
He looked at the curious baby on the bed, who was also looking at him, and smiled sweetly at him, his heart almost melted.
She looks like her mother, with almost the same nose and eyes.
Ji Mingxiu looked at the little boy who was sleeping soundly on the inside of the bed. Because of the rash, it was impossible to identify his face, but twins generally don't look alike, daughters look like mothers, sons... should look like fathers.
Ji Mingxiu withdrew his gaze from Jing Yun's face, and looked again at Xiao Wangshu who kept staring at him in a nympho: "Look at me all the time, do you miss your father?"
Wang Shu shook his head.
"In no mood?"
"I don't have a father."
Ji Mingxiu was taken aback.
Before he could recover from the momentary stunned moment, Wang Shu pointed to his face again, "What are you wearing?"
"Mask." Ji Mingxiu said.
Wang Shu blinked his bright eyes and asked curiously, "Why do you wear a mask? Can I wear it?"
Ji Mingxiu paused, raised his slender jade fingers, and slowly took off the mask.
Wang Shu looked at his face and opened his mouth wide in surprise.
"Ma'am, this way."
Outside the house, the sound of green bamboo suddenly came.
Ji Mingxiu put his index finger on his lips, making a silent gesture.
Wang Shu was startled for a moment, then nodded his head very hard.
Ji Mingxiu put on the mask again.
Qiao Wei entered the room with long hair down to her waist. She took off the bloated country-style long purple long jacket, and put on a light yellow double-breasted loquat button jacket with a white floral skirt inside. Her slender waist Her limbs were unbearable, her already fair skin was flushed after bathing, her eyes were wet like dew in the morning, her black hair was like satin, smooth and soft, bright and moving.
Just on the head, it feels like something is missing.
"Why didn't you wear that hairpin?" Ji Mingxiu asked.
"The hairpin?" Qiao Wei was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that he was referring to the topaz plum hairpin worth a hundred taels, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't know that I would go to the capital, let alone meet you, so I didn't bring it. "
Ji Mingxiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to wear it for me to see?"
Qiao Wei said without thinking: "If you don't bring it to you..."
Wait, show him
After a short period of shock, Qiao Wei finally realized that the two of them had been talking in the wrong direction for a long time, and they didn't mean the word "belt" at all.
Qiao Wei shook her head amusedly: "You misunderstood, I'm going to bring it back to you."
"Give it back to me?" Ji Mingxiu glanced at her, "You think I accidentally fell into your burden?"
Qiao Wei subconsciously said: "Isn't it?"
If he asks this, it must not be.
Ji Mingxiu's next words confirmed Qiao Wei's guess.
"I'm not so careless." Ji Mingxiu said calmly, "It's a thank you gift for helping me choose jewelry. My grandmother likes it very much."
Qiao Wei stared and said: "But, I helped you choose a gift, and I originally wanted to repay your kindness for saving me."
Ji Mingxiu looked at her: "I said before, what happened before has nothing to do with you. I just don't like being bullied. You don't have to feel that you owe me."
Qiao Wei pursed her lips: "Then this time, I should really owe you a favor."
Ji Mingxiu slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "You don't live and eat for nothing, you get what you pay for."
What else can Qiao Wei say? Her lip service is totally not enough in front of his set of principles.
Of course, she also understands his approach. He is someone who even tries hard to please the daughter of the Enbo Mansion. How precious is his status? And she was just a little village girl, what he did to her was like she saved a little stray cat on the way back to the village. Would she let a stray cat return her favor? How can it be
"It's getting late, I should go home."
Ji Mingxiu got up to say goodbye.
Wang Shu stared at him, he rubbed Wang Shu's little head, turned around and left the room.
Qiao Wei followed him until he took the two annual gifts from Lvzhu, walked out of the courtyard, and disappeared into the snow.
Qiao Wei returned to the bed, saw the silver cloak on the bedside, guessed that he left it behind, quickly picked it up and ran out.
"Young master!"
Ji Mingxiu waited at the door for Ming An to bring the carriage, and when he heard the call, he turned around slowly.
Qiao Wei walked through the swirling snowflakes, ran to him panting, handed him the cloak, and raised her eyebrows: "It's not that careless, huh?"
Ji Mingxiu couldn't help laughing, shook the two big bags in his hand, and signaled to Qiao Wei that he didn't have empty hands.
Qiao Wei hung the cloak on his arm.
He looked at the cloak, then at Qiao Wei, as if to say—
That's right, how can a young master who is used to being served by others do it himself and have enough food and clothing
Qiao Wei took a deep breath, took the cloak again, and put it on him.
He was so tall that she had to stand on tiptoe to put the cloak hat on for him.
His warm breath fell on the top of her hair, and there was a tingle of warmth. The cold wind blew from behind him, and the manly breath and clear fragrance that belonged to him enveloped Qiao Wei all at once.
Qiao Wei's hand paused.
"Meditation." He said suddenly.
"Huh?" Qiao Wei picked up the ribbon of the cloak.
"My name," he said.
Qiao Wei tied the ribbon on him intently, with a very serious expression: "My name is Qiao."
He lowered the corners of his raised lips, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear: "Miss Qiao, you are blushing."