The little ancestor who was abducted by Qi Ye

The cold wave receded, and the warm sun spread out, showering the world as before.It is obviously something that is close to each other, accompanied from life to death, but when we meet after the cold, we always feel a little bit of intimacy.

Breakfast has been used up, He Peijiu is consciously cleaning the dishes, the light and shadow that penetrates the floor-to-ceiling windows refracts, making every inch of his demeanor fused into the bones shine brightly.

This man is really good-looking.

Jiang Nian took a sip of hot tea and sighed in his heart.

"Did your brother call you last night and see?" The tableware had been cleaned, and he walked over and took out two paper towels to wipe it.

"A phone call?" She looked a little confused.

The last memory of last night was being in the He family's old house, and when he seemed to be a little conscious, he was already in the bedroom.

I don't have any memory of when Jiang Su called.

"Then he knows I'm drunk?"

"Yeah." He Peijiu responded, and threw the tissue sideways into the trash can, "You should be drunk. He said he would leave for a few days to discuss a business deal. If something happens, he might not be able to contact you."

Jiang Nian nodded in bewilderment, pushed the hot tea forward, his eyes swept across his face, a little unnaturally flushed.

"Uncle, have a cup of hot tea."

He Peijiu looked at her uncomfortable appearance, her little face was rosy under the halo, she had just drank hot tea, her lips were reddened by the smoke, and she unconsciously remembered how she looked when she was drunk last night.

Holding his scarf and nestling under the quilt, her lips and teeth were entangled, her lips were warm and soft, and her mouth was fragrant...

His eyes became hot uncontrollably.

After eating marrow and knowing the taste, some feelings become more and more difficult to control.

"No need to study today?" He Peijiu looked away, took a sip of hot tea, scented tea, and there was a quiet floral fragrance in his mouth.

"I don't need it for the time being. There is no special homework, just various mock test papers." Said he put down his cup, his eyes kept falling out of the window.

Uncle Xiang was tidying up the yard at first.

The weather is getting warmer, and there are blown leaves everywhere. They collected and hugged them around, found a corner, piled them together, and started a fire, as if something was lost in it.

"I gonna go see."

After saying this, the person has already arrived at the door, and when the door is opened, there is a quiet cold wind, which is not as good as it was a few days ago, and it is quite comfortable with the warm sun shining on it.

After changing his shoes, he ran over, squatted next to Uncle Xiang, and smiled.

"Uncle Xiang, what are you burning?"

"I took some sweet potatoes. Master Qi likes to eat roasted sweet potatoes. If there are enough dead branches and fallen leaves in the yard, he will burn some for Master Qi to taste." Uncle Xiang said, while adding fire, he stretched out his hand to protect She said, "Miss Jiang, stay away, lest some half-dried firewood burst suddenly."

Jiang Nian took a few steps back, scanned the circle, and took the initiative when he had nothing to do, "I'll pick up dry wood for you."

"That troubles you."

"It's not in the way, it's also a kind of exercise." Jiang Nian usually does what he says, not just lip service.

Uncle Xiang smiled kindly, and turned his head to look at the door. He Peijiu held a teacup against the door frame and didn't stop him. Seeing Jiang Nian running around in the yard, he felt that the scene was not bad.

If you are stuck in the room all day, it is better to go outside to breathe fresh air.

Jiang Nian is a hard-working girl with strong hands-on skills. She has never done things like roasting sweet potatoes by herself, and she thinks it is fun.

I don't know how much firewood it takes to roast a few sweet potatoes, so I just searched for all the dead branches and fallen leaves in the yard. Still thinking about it, I went to the road outside the yard to pick up a lot.

Although it was dead branches and fallen leaves, the fire was very strong, and the effort was almost the same after a while.

"Okay, okay." Uncle Xiang looked at her sideways, "Thanks to Miss Jiang bringing back so much firewood, it's good to try it as a snack."

He took a plate on the side and put some small ones on it and handed them to Jiang Nian.

She held it in her hand and smelled it, um, it smells so good, she looked into the room and couldn't wait, "I'll take it to my uncle, Uncle Xiang, you've worked hard."

"Slow down and don't fall..." Before he finished speaking, the Jiang Nian rushed into the house in a hurry.

Uncle Xiang couldn't be happier, thinking about the development of such a relationship, the family should be able to hold a happy event in a short time.

It's just that Miss Jiang is still underage, I'm afraid Qiye will have to wait for two years.

Running into the house, Jiang Nian stepped lightly.

"Uncle Master." He came over with a plate, put it on the coffee table, and smiled at him, "Uncle Xiang said you like roasted sweet potatoes, just baked, you can try it."

Jiang Nian was not idle at all, running around to contribute to the roasted sweet potato.

The temperature is good today, and she was wearing warm clothes. She was smothered by the heat when she entered the room, her face was covered with a thin layer of pink, and there was a smile in her eyes, gently rippling, charming and well-behaved.

Like a white lotus slowly blooming, shyly blooming under the scorching sun.

He Peijiu pursed her lips, and put the book aside, "Uncle Xiang baked sweet potatoes, why is your face dirty."

"Like a little tabby cat that rolled around in the woods."

flower cat?

Jiang Nian was taken aback for a moment, thinking that he must have picked up firewood everywhere and got dirty somewhere, and wanted to go back to his room to clean it up.

The wrist was pulled suddenly, He Peijiu had already sat down beside her, and she stretched out her hand, Jiang Nian saw his warm jade-like fingers approaching, wrapped in a warm and scorching breath against his cheek.

"It seems that these roasted sweet potatoes have contributed a lot every year." His voice was gentle and clear, and his fingertips were also gentle. He wiped his cheeks, nose tip, forehead, and even the corners of his lips.

Such seriousness and extreme tenderness.

Jiang Nian's heart was beating like a drum, and if he got close, the corner of his eye would not pass by his thin lips...

Hot and soft—

"Thank you uncle." She stopped talking, she was so flustered, her heart seemed to jump to her throat, she was afraid she couldn't bear it and had a heart attack.

Back off a little distance, out of the range of intimacy to be able to breathe.

"Uncle Xiang said that the sweet potatoes are ready to be roasted, please try it, Uncle Master."

He Peijiu raised her eyebrows, stared at the red and black sweet potatoes on the porcelain plate, and rubbed her fingertips twice.

The sneak kiss was not discovered last night, so why are you afraid of him again.

"Have you ever eaten roasted sweet potatoes?" He asked, sitting forward, and picked a smaller one on the plate.The size of the dish should be cooked, but I am afraid that it is a little too ripe and the inside is still hard.

"I haven't eaten it, but I have tasted food made from sweet potatoes."

The taste is a bit indescribable.

It should be good to make sweets, but cooking...sweet and salty, she really doesn't like this kind of combination.

He Peijiu broke the sweet potato into two pieces, the temperature inside radiated out, and there was a little white mist. His hands were slender and beautiful, holding the red and black sweet potato, but there was a kind of delicate art.

Carefully peeled the skin, picked some soft sweet potatoes and handed them over, but she reached out to pick them up but was dodged.

Jiang Nian was puzzled and looked at him.

"It's very hot, I'll feed you. The roasted sweet potato is not tasty when it's cold." He Peijiu spoke naturally, and moved closer to the hand holding the sweet potato by two points.

A pair of warm eyes stared at her, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

He was originally a godlike person, but now even feeding something, he felt a bit unattainable.

"You think I didn't wash my hands?"

How dare she dislike this, it's just that she is shy.

She timidly glanced at him, leaned over, opened her mouth and took a bite of the cleaned sweet potato, biting so quickly that her lower lip accidentally rubbed against his fingertips.

It was fleeting, but it was hotter than the sweet potato I was holding at the moment.

It was like a drop of cold water accidentally splashed on a boiling oil pan, and the insolent hot oil scalded his fingertips.

At this very moment, He Peijiu felt her throat dry and itchy, and her eyes were dim and hot as she stared at her.

How to do.

want to kiss her.

Jiang Nian didn't notice it, but turned his head to meet his dim gaze for a moment, and he couldn't help being stabbed with another uncontrollable throbbing in his heart.

This look is really too much like the one in the dream last night.

"How is it, is it delicious?" He asked in the same tone as before, but he still couldn't hold back his Adam's apple from rolling.

Jiang Nian nodded in confusion, but suddenly got up, "Uncle Master, eat slowly, I'll wash it."

With a dirty face and hot sweat, he came to eat sweet potatoes without cleaning up.

In recent years, she has rarely been impulsive and hasty. How come the calmness and composure that has been cultivated for many years in front of He Peijiu is gone.

What's more, women are the ones who please themselves.

Seeing He Peijiu with that appearance, I realized how ugly it was after all!

After returning to the room, Jiang Nian leaned her back against the door panel. Now that she thought about it, her ears felt soft and hot. After adjusting her mood, she went to the bathroom. Although He Peijiu wiped her face, there were still some black marks.

Not to mention the face, but the hair is still covered with thin dead branches.

She is completely broken, how could this happen!
Originally, I just wanted to wash it, but now I can't bear it, and I have to take a bath to count.

When she dawdled and went downstairs, He Peijiu was no longer in the living room, only the peeled sweet potatoes on the coffee table, and He Peijiu ate one after counting.

Uncle Xiang said he didn't like to eat it, why did he eat so little.

Strolling down the stairs to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, I saw him talking to Uncle Xiang in the yard. I don't know what he was talking about through a wall, but maybe he talked about something interesting, then he licked the corner of his lips and turned around. Go to the flower tree that is just about to bloom for a moment, and fiddle with it twice.

The majestic wind is unruly.