Quick Wear: His Highness Qing Leng is about to be stuck again

The sky at this time was just a little gloomy, but not completely dark.

When Xie Yu entered the room, he found that the light in the study was on.

I immediately guessed what the eldest lady was doing this afternoon.

He locked the door and thought of the eldest lady reading in the study where he used to stay.

The blood in his body couldn't help but boil with excitement.

What a beautiful day!

Of course, he hopes it will be like this in the future.

Dinner was simple. Xie Yu cooked porridge and fried two dishes.

There are also leftover buns and fried dough sticks from the morning.

There was nothing going on in the evening. There was a TV in the room, but neither of them liked it very much.

So they all sat in the yard and continued chatting.

The cool breeze blows, summer is coming.

The clear moonlight shines on the ground, and the gentle silver glow makes people feel better.

"The moon is so bright!" The moon in China is still the roundest and brightest.

Xie Yu was also sitting on a rattan chair. Hearing her sigh, he did not comment.

......

When Yun Qingyan came down the next day, he did not see Xie Yu.

There was a note on the table, and Yun Qingyan walked over.

----The food is in the kitchen, remember to eat.

I noticed a simple vase on the table with a few peach blossoms in it.

It is so tender and juicy, with dewdrops hanging on it.

I guess there wasn't any yesterday.

Xie Yu is quite interesting in life.

Waking up in the morning and seeing flowers makes your mood brighter for the whole day.

After Yun Qingyan packed up, he prepared to go out and walk around the area to get to know the situation here.

Yun Qingyan looked at the state-owned department store in front of him, and melodious music could be heard from inside.

There is a very quaint bookstore next to it.

Yun Qingyan finally entered the bookstore.

"Girl, take a look at it as you like."

Sitting at the door was an old lady with silver hair.

Wearing a pair of reading glasses and holding an unknown book in his hands.

Yun Qingyan nodded and smiled at her: "Okay."

After entering, the room was very clean, and Yun Qingyan moved along the gaps between the bookshelves.

Finally he took down two books and walked out the door.

"Hello, I want these two, two pens and three notebooks."

Jiang Shumo put the book in his hand on a small stool beside him, adjusted his reading glasses, and his eyes fell on the two books in Yun Qingyan's hands.

The pupils seemed to contract for a moment.

Her voice, as gentle as spring breeze, rang out: "You can speak foreign languages."

After all, the two foreign language books she had were extremely profound, and there were no translations.

Generally only professionals will buy these.

They have been here for years and I just put them in a corner at random.

Didn't expect them to sell.

I didn't expect it to be found out by this girl.

"I understand a little bit." Yun Qingyan looked at the book in his hand and said in a gentle voice.

Jiang Shumo chuckled and stood up.

He carefully looked at the little girl in front of him.

The first feeling is luxury.

The feeling that radiates from the inside out.

I didn't expect to see this again in my old age...

"The publishing house asked me to translate some materials, but my health is not as good as it used to be. Little girl, do you want to give it a try?"

She smiled and took the initiative to explain.

The old man's appearance has long been covered with traces of time.

She just has a scholarly aura, very gentle and makes people feel uncomfortably relaxed.

"I want to try." Yun Qingyan did not refuse.

She is too bored here now and originally planned to find a translation job when she returns to China.

I didn't expect that just after returning to China...

It's a good opportunity to practice here first.

......

When Yun Qingyan opened the door, he found that Xie Yu had returned.

The young man sat on a small stool, lowering his head to deal with the things in his hands.

Hearing the door open, he looked up at her.

Drops of water slid down his wheat-colored skin, and his hair was a little messy due to the wind.

He raised his head and looked at her, "You're back."

Very skilled, as if the two had lived together for a long time.

Yun Qingyan nodded and turned to close the door.

Then he walked towards him.

"It's a bit dirty here, don't get close, or you'll get your skirt dirty." He was holding a shrimp in his hand, his voice hinting at a smile.

Yun Qingyan stopped two or three steps away from Xie Yu.

Xie Yu casually threw the shrimps he had already processed into another basin.

Seeing what Yun Qingyan was holding, "You went to the bookstore. How was it? Did you encounter anything unhappy?"

His concern seemed subconscious, as if it was supposed to be that way.

Yun Qingyan walked to the rattan chair beside him and put his things down.

"I didn't encounter anything unhappy. I'm very happy today."

Yun Qingyan stood quietly aside, his eyes fixed on Xie Yu's busy figure.

He concentrated on handling the shrimps in his hands with skill and dexterity. Each shrimp was carefully cleaned, deveined, and thrown into a basin beside him.

Xie Yu's movements were smooth and natural, as if this was not the first time he had done such a thing.

Yun Qingyan couldn't help but be attracted by Xie Yu's serious profile. She quietly admired his every move. The sun shone on Xie Yu, covering him with a layer of golden light.

"How about shrimp for lunch today?"

"It's all fine. Everything you cook is delicious. Just make your decision." She also sat on the rattan chair and accompanied Xie Yu.

Xie Yu looked at Yun Qingyan. The girl was full of sincerity when she praised people.

The eyes are also sparkling.

"it is good."

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen carrying a basin filled with shrimps.

When preparing lunch, he was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron, cutting vegetables skillfully.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something important, he stopped what he was doing and shouted to Yun Qingyan outside the window.

"Miss, I brought you a gift in the living room, you can go and take a look."

Yun Qingyan was stunned. He brought himself a gift.

She stood up and nodded to Xie Yu, "Okay, thank you."

After just two days, Yun Qingyan didn't know how many times she had said thank you to Xie Yu.

He is really responsible.

Yun Qingyan slowly stepped into the living room, his eyes attracted by the box tightly wrapped in newspaper on the table.

It lies there quietly, as if hiding some secret or precious thing.

This is the gift he was talking about.

He picked up the box gently, feeling the heavy weight in his hands. The wrinkles and rubbing sounds of the newspaper seemed to tell the story of the box.

Yun Qingyan carefully lifted a corner of the newspaper, revealing the exquisite and simple paper box packaging inside.

As the newspaper gradually unfolded, Yun Qingyan's heartbeat quickened.

She looked forward to what surprises or discoveries would be inside the box.

Each layer of newspaper she peeled back was like a step in solving a puzzle, making her more curious.

Finally, when the last layer of newspaper was lifted, Yun Qingyan saw an exquisite wooden box in front of her eyes, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. She gently stroked the wooden box, feeling the delicate texture and warm texture.

Yun Qingyan carefully tried to open the mysterious wooden box, and she slowly lifted the lid.