I, Qinghuan

After the three of them finished shopping, they took the elevator together to the Japanese restaurant they had made an appointment with on the top floor.

There are not many people in the shopping malls on the first day of the new year, and most of them are still at home to accompany the elderly, or to visit relatives to pay New Year's greetings.There are also those who are too free to go out to the mall, they are all young people, and most of them are couples.There were few people in the elevator, and three people crowded in the corner, pushing up the masks.

The walls of the elevator are reflective mirrors, Qing Huan raised her head inadvertently, and found that Nan Yang behind her was staring at herself through the mirror.

She turned her eyes away, pushed Nan Yang's forearm with the back of her hand, and whispered, "Don't look at me."

"I didn't look at you." Nan Yang's indifferent voice came from behind.

"Nonsense." Qing Huan frowned, how could this person dare to admit it?

"Really do not have."

After Nan Yang finished speaking, there was a rustle, as if something was taken out of the bag.A moment later, a slender white hand holding toilet paper stretched out from behind.Qing Huan thought she was going to wipe her face or forehead, and was blushing to hide, but saw that hand stretched forward, touching the mirror in front of her.

Pressing down on the toilet paper with his fingers, he carefully wiped away a little soot stain there.

Qing Huan: "..."

This guy is a real freak.

And she didn't really look at herself.

Qing Huan gritted her teeth, a burst of embarrassment arose in her always good-tempered heart.

Although only a pair of eyes were exposed, Cheng Cheng could see that Master Qing Huan was angry tomorrow night, but Nan Yang was still focused on cleaning the mirror.Tomorrow night, Cheng is in a hurry. If Master Qing Huan is offended, who will introduce her?She turned her face to look around, quietly raised her foot, and lightly kicked Nan Yang's calf with her ankle as a warning.

Nan Yang really stopped cleaning the mirror.

Her exposed eyes were full of displeasure, and she looked at Ming Wancheng coldly, and two words muffled out from under the mask:

"presumptuous."

Ming Wan Cheng rolled his eyes greatly, turned his head and pretended not to know Nan Yang.

Hopeless.

The elevator sounded "ding--" and had reached the top floor.After all the people on the periphery had finished walking, the three people got out of the elevator one after another.The heating on the top floor was fully turned on, and as soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I felt an obvious heat wave rushing towards me, making my face a little red.Qing Huan immediately forgot all the unhappiness just now, and immediately asked Nan Yang to take off his coat.

It won't be good if it gets really hot after a while.

Today I booked a private room with Japanese food, Qi Yi has been waiting for a long time.When they were brought to the private room by the waiter, Qi Yi propped his chin in a drowsy look, and his gold-rimmed glasses slipped to the tip of his nose.

Close the door of the private room, take off the mask, and three people sit down.Cheng stared at Qi Yi all the time tomorrow night, the bases of his ears turned red, and he almost sprained his feet when he sat down on the futon.

"Xiao Yi, sober." Qing Huan tapped on the table with her finger bones.

Qi Yi rubbed his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse: "You Buddhas are really hard to invite."

Nan Yang sat down upright.Pure black waist-length hair hangs over her shoulders, a white turtleneck sweater sets off her jade-white face, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are full of coldness, making her look like a visible but unapproachable god. .

"Boss Nan, this is the first time I've seen you in person," Qi Yi smiled and stretched out his hand, "I can't tell you're 35 years old at all, you're too young, young and beautiful."

Nan Yang glanced at Qi Yi's outstretched hand, then turned his head and asked Qing Huan softly, "Can I hold it?"

Qing Huan was pouring tea into the cups of the four people, when she heard this, she was taken aback, "Of course..."

So Nan Yang stuck out four fingers from the cuff of the sweater, and lightly touched Qi Yi's knuckles with his fingertips.

Qi Yi withdrew his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger back and forth, recalled Nan Yang's cold skin, and clicked his tongue a few times: "Hey, I can't tell that Boss Nan is a strict wife, he even asked for instructions when shaking hands." to hold it?"

"She is stupid, don't make fun of her." Qing Huan replied with a smile.

Qi Yi shook his head: "Zhuzhu, you're starting to protect now? I didn't say anything."

Nan Yang pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qi Yi noticed Ming Wancheng who was sitting on the corner and had been silent all this time, she pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and asked with great interest: "This little sister was mentioned by you and me, she is in the same group as you." The second female actress?"

"Yes, her name is Ming Wancheng, you can call her Ah Cheng."

Qi Yi smiled kindly at Ming Wancheng: "Listen to Zhu Zhu, you've always wanted to know me?"

Tomorrow night Cheng blushed and nodded wildly.

Qi Yi picked up the water glass and poured water into his mouth: "What do you know me for?"

Mingwan Cheng straightened up, blinked his big eyes, and called out excitedly with 12 cents of sincerity:

"elder sister!"

Qi Yi looked at her with water in his mouth.

Tomorrow night, Cheng blushed, stuttered and asked loudly the second half of the sentence:

"You, can you take care of me?"? ? ?

Nan Yang: "..."

Qing Huan: "..."

Qi Yi: "Puff...cough cough..."

A sip of water almost sprayed on Nan Yang who was opposite.

Qi Yi covered his mouth and wet chin with a paper towel, looked at the teenage girl diagonally opposite with surprise, and soon looked at Qing Huan with disbelief.

Tomorrow night Cheng said again: "Sister, I'm still a small star after all, I will become a big star in the future, I will become very famous and famous, you won't lose money if you keep me."

Qing Huan did not expect Cheng to say such a thing tomorrow night.She was more puzzled than Qi Yi. If Cheng really wanted to find someone to take care of her tomorrow night, shouldn't she go to those rich bosses?Qi Yi is just a high school teacher. Although the family is not short of money, they definitely don't have the confidence to spend a lot of money on her. What is Cheng thinking about tomorrow night?

Nan Yang sat on the side with a sullen face, at this moment there was only one thought in his mind.

A person who is three thousand years old is so embarrassed to call out the word "sister".

However, at this time, Cheng is the same as tomorrow night. Qi Yi is 26 this year, so to some extent he is indeed eight years older than Ah Cheng.She called the princess sister 3000 years ago, and it is reasonable to still call her sister now.

Qi Yi sighed helplessly, looked at the childish Ming Wancheng opposite, and asked, "Is it right to call you Ah Cheng?"

Tomorrow night Cheng nodded hurriedly.

"Then Ah Cheng, have you graduated from high school?"

Tomorrow night, Cheng looked blank, "High... high school?"

Qi Yi frowned, and couldn't hide the question in his eyes: "You haven't been to high school, have you?"

Ming Wancheng slowly shook his head.

"What about junior high school?"

Tomorrow night Cheng continued to shake his head.

"What about elementary school? Didn't you go to elementary school?"

Still shaking his head.

The expression on Qi Yi's face became more and more ugly: "You haven't even completed the nine-year compulsory education?"

Tomorrow night Cheng opened his mouth, thinking to himself, I don't know whether it is a diploma or not after ten years of practicing swordsmanship in Beifei Mountain.

Qing Huan didn't expect that Cheng Cheng hadn't read a book tomorrow night.Now the matter between her and Qi Yi is even more hanging in the balance. Qi Yi is from a scholarly family, and his family's diplomas are higher than each other. Qi Yi himself is also a graduate student, and he is still taking the doctoral exam.And tomorrow night, Cheng didn't even go to elementary school.

What is it called?The cutest with poor education?

"Sister, will you despise me because of this?" Ming Wancheng knew the advantage of her face, at this moment she began to blink those innocent big eyes again, and she even let some tears in her eyes.

Qi Yi struggled to squeeze out between his teeth: "I, I don't think we can talk about the word 'dislike'..."

Mingwan Cheng suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Qi Yi's wrist.

"Sister, try it, try to take care of me, I'm easy to take care of. Please, I will be very obedient, you can tell me to do anything, really." She said tears were coming down.

On one side, Nan Yang's face was almost frozen to ice, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Shimen is unfortunate.

It's really unfortunate for Shimen.

Qi Yi was frightened, and the gold-rimmed glasses slipped onto the tip of his nose again.The girl's scorching body temperature was tightly wrapped around her wrist. She twisted it vigorously, but found that she couldn't break free no matter what.

Qing Huan interjected: "Ah Cheng, why don't you let Xiao Yi go first, you..."

Tomorrow night, Cheng turned a deaf ear and stared straight at Qi Yi, "Sister, where are you staying today? Do you want to come and stay at our hotel? Can I visit you at night?"

Qi Yi pushed his glasses, his voice trembling: "Zhu Zhu, I feel that I'm not too hungry suddenly, why don't I take a step first, you take your time..."

Tomorrow night Cheng's tears flowed down the corner of his eyes: "Sister, don't you like me?"

"I……"

Qi Yi looked at the pretty and pitiful girl in front of her, feeling scared and soft-hearted. She had never been confessed so eagerly before, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what to say: "I don't dislike you..."

"Sister likes me?" Tomorrow night, Cheng burst into tears and stuffed the small note he had prepared into Qi Yi's hand, "Great, this is my mobile phone number and WeChat ID. Remember to add me when my sister goes back. Me, send me the location at night, and I will find you!"

Qi Yi took it in a daze, and there was a layer of mist on the glasses.

The waiter knocked on the door, and the set meal that Qi Yi had ordered earlier was ready.Tomorrow night, Cheng had no choice but to let go of Qi Yi, leaving the table free for the waiter to serve.After the food was served, the atmosphere at the dinner table eased up a little. Cheng Cheng smirked at Qi Yi while eating sashimi tomorrow night, making Qi Yi get goosebumps all over his body.

The Japanese food is determined by Qi Yi, and Nan Yang doesn't like to eat Japanese food.She still prefers to eat traditional Chinese food.

Qing Huan noticed that Nan Yang didn't move her chopsticks much, and asked her in a low voice, "Are your hands uncomfortable? Why don't you eat sushi?"

Nan Yang stared at the green dipping sauce on the plate for a while, then answered softly, "Mustard."

"Don't like mustard?"

"It's not that I don't like it," Nan Yang paused, before lowering his voice, "I'll cry if I eat it, so I can't eat it."

The picture of Nan Yang covering his eyes and weeping after accidentally eating mustard appeared in Qing Huan's mind. The corner of his mouth couldn't help laughing, but he still comforted him: "Then don't dip mustard, dip it in Thousand Island sauce, or drizzle some soy sauce on it."

Nan Yang still shook his head: "I don't want to eat."

"Anyway, eat a little. The dumplings I ate in the morning are almost digested now. If you don't eat some now, you will be hungry and have a stomachache at night."

"...If you really don't want to eat it, just eat it."

"Try one, this one tastes good."

Qing Huan picked up a caviar sushi and handed it to Nan Yang's mouth.She suddenly remembered that just tomorrow night, Cheng called Qi Yi's sister over and over again. Qi Yi was eight years older than her, so she called her sister.So Nan Yang is 11 years older than himself, can he also call it that?

"Do you really want me to feed you?" The smile on Qing Huan's lips became a little bad, and her tone of voice was deliberately ambiguous, and she pronounced the next two words softly and attractively, "Sister?"

Nan Yang raised his eyes abruptly, his light brown pupils vibrating strongly.