The host is irritable every day

Chapter 65 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (7)

Qi Wan smiled mysteriously and denied it: "Not really."

Tang Xinyao: "?"

Still, no, yes?
"I'm chasing him."

...

When the two came to the second floor, they saw a large table of dishes. On the sofa, Tang Junchen was wearing bluetooth, crossing his mobile phone and watching the operation video quietly. As if suppressing some anger.

Except for the busy figures in the kitchen, an eerie silent atmosphere with a sense of coldness spread around.

Noticing someone's arrival, Fu Shuwen turned his gaze to the two of them.

But as soon as Tang Xinyao caught her gaze, she immediately obediently walked to the dining table and sat down beside her.

So, Qi Wan was left standing there like this, really embarrassed...

"..."

"Xiao Wan is here?" The time was just right. About ten seconds after Tang Xinyao left her side, Tang Zhuoyu walked out of the kitchen with soup and immediately saw Qi Wan standing at the top of the stairs.

She was also very agile, and took the opportunity to come forward and greet people with a smile, "Uncle Tang, long time no see..."

Then he stretched his neck and looked around the kitchen, rubbed his fists, and said, "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

"No more." Tang Zhuoyu put the soup in the middle of the table, "I've been waiting for you two for a long time, I just went to warm up the soup and we can eat."

He pulled away the chair beside him, "Xiao Wan, come on, sit here..."

After a pause, he looked at Tang Junchen who had just put away his phone and stood up, hesitating to speak.

Qi Wan looked at the chattering father and son, couldn't help but click, grabbed Tang Junchen's clothes corner, pulled him to the chair that Tang Zhuoyu had pulled up, pressed his shoulders, and made him sit down.

He made another gesture of "please" and asked Tang Zhuoyu to sit between Tang Junchen and Fu Shuwen: "Uncle Tang, sit down first."

He sat on Tang Junchen's left hand side, separated him from Tang Xinyao, and did not let Mr. Fu Shuwen roll his eyes at him, or have any objections to teaching his daughter badly.

With such a thoughtful arrangement, the system CC really wants to give its host a thumbs up: [Host, you are still decisive. 〕

"Hmph, that is."

She doesn't need to be praised by the system CC, she has to give herself a "little witty" award.

This time, the whole meal was so quiet, only the sound of moving chopsticks and swallowing.

Qi Wan was eating green vegetables, only then did she notice that Fu Shuwen, who was opposite her, had an unusually ugly expression all along, and she ate very little, all the anger was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't hold her breath.

This self-serving behavior couldn't help but make her pinch her flesh and block her smile, and she was a little puzzled, because Tang Junchen beside her had an indifferent expression on his face, eating slowly, and the surrounding environment had no influence on him at all.

Tang Zhuoyu wasn't in the mood to eat either. He was drinking and occasionally glanced at his son, unable to speak, for fear that if he said too much this time, he would leave for a longer time next time.

a long time…

"Uncle Tang, how are you doing recently?" Qi Wan broke the silence and raised the topic.

Tang Zhuoyu paused while raising his wine glass, and smiled, "Very good, very good."

Putting the wine glass to his mouth again, Tang Junchen frowned, and cut off his wine glass, "Drink less wine."

As soon as these words came out, the tense relationship between the father and son was completely broken.

Tang Zhuoyu pressed his eye sockets, obviously ecstatic, and hurriedly moved his chopsticks to deliver food to his bowl, and chanted "I eat vegetables, I eat vegetables".

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

Seeing this scene, Fu Shuwen increased her strength with the chopsticks in her hands, and she couldn't swallow the egg she was chewing.

She silently took a deep breath, curled the corners of her mouth stiffly, and forced herself to smile out of the fine lines at the corners of her eyes in a friendly manner, then turned to Qi Wan, and said softly, "Xiaowan, is your father going back to China with you too?"

Qi Wan picked up a piece of braised pork that was about to be empty in front of him, "Yes."

"I think you brought our Jia Xinyao to play together..."

Before she finished speaking, Tang Xinyao's eyes lit up when she looked at her, and she interrupted: "Sister, are you the beautiful sister who can climb over walls?!"

Qi Wan's chewing speed slowly stopped: "..."

What is it to be able to climb over the wall? Remember a person's impression...

I remember when I was in high school, as soon as I learned the location of Tang Junchen's new home, I would find someone differently on weekends.

There is a small backyard behind their low-footed building. The wall there is quite high, but she can always climb up easily. Once, the young Tang Xinyao just happened to see it, and she was just babbling at her at the bottom. barking non-stop.

"Sister, is it true that you just said that you want to chase after my brother?" Tang Xinyao got excited, and turned up what she had just said earlier, looking for an answer.

According to her brother, they are just good friends, and there will be no other relationship other than that, so don't they have it now.

After hearing this, Tang Junchen raised his head, his obsidian-like pupils almost wide open and dilated, staring at Qi Wan incredulously, without saying a word.

Although Fu Shuwen stared Tang Xinyao back when she wanted to get further answers and asked, but the topic was still on, and it would be difficult to change it for a while.

As a result, Tang Zhuoyu fueled the topic even more at this time, and followed up by asking: "Xiaowan, do you like Junchen?"

Faced with the two people's inquiries back and forth, Qi Wan was a little reluctant, and naturally "it's not good not to say anything", the corners of his lips raised, and there was something in his words: "Jun Chen is so good, there is no girl who doesn't like it, let alone a childhood sweetheart..."

...

On the way home, Qi Wan poked her head, always trying to see Tang Junchen's expression at this moment through the lens of his helmet.

But He Ren has an indifferent face, and he has nothing to do with the world-weary face on the Internet.

She curled her lips and rolled her eyes, thinking of something.

Leaning forward, walking quietly with his fingertips, step by step, just touching the waist and abdomen of the person in front of him, shivering, as if a burst of electricity flashed through the apex of his heart, Tang Junchen braked urgently.

He didn't even have time to take off the helmet, so he turned his eyes away, and the peripheral vision at the end of his eyes looked sharply and vigilantly at the inexplicable person behind him.

"If you move again, you will be thrown out of the car."

Qi Wan bit her lips innocently, and changed the posture of hugging his waist into an embarrassing posture, gently tugging at the corner of his clothes, her eyelashes flickering, "Tang Junchen, I only think about it for safety. Grab your clothes... you are so fierce."

Tang Junchen: "..."

Those who are full of jokes are actually slandering people.

He drove the car to the side of the road and stopped again.

He took off his helmet, crossed the seat, and got out of the car with long legs. Looking at Qi Wan, who has bright eyes and fair skin, and is still obediently sitting in the car, he must ask clearly today.

"Qi Wan." He slowed down, and said calmly: "All your behaviors this time back are too weird."

Extended meaning, what exactly do you want to do.

In the quiet night, the dim street lamps elongated the shadows of the two, and the autumn wind was bleak and gentle.

Looking at each other calmly, the corner of the girl's lips suddenly curled up, and she stretched out her thumb to touch her soft lips. Then, she turned her hand and touched the man's thin lips.

"Chase you."

(End of this chapter)