Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

Xun Qian has come here frequently recently, sometimes driving a Porsche, sometimes driving a Maybach.

The driver always stood outside the car door in a brand new white uniform, waiting for Qi Xiaoyu to get on the car.

A bit high-profile, or very eye-catching.

But that's okay, Qi Xiaoyu has no family, good looks, and just the right age, so it's strange that he doesn't have a suitor.

For example, in the film crew, there are many people who show affection to Qi Xiaoyu. People often bring him breakfast, come to talk to him, and ask him to have dinner together after filming, but these people don't get any response from Qi Xiaoyu.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the crew has already said that they will call it quits early, and let everyone go on a date or reunite with their families.

Earlier, he was probably still doing makeup, but the makeup artist walked away and Chu He came over and invited Qi Xiaoyu to play together after work, "Today there is a sci-fi drama, I bought two tickets, you want to watch it together ."

Qi Xiaoyu raised his face slightly, and while waiting for the layer of paint on his face to dry off, he told him that he had an appointment and was very embarrassed.

Chuhe had asked Qi Xiaoyu several times recently, but was rejected all of them, but he was very patient and would ask Qi Xiaoyu again every time.

Today, seeing Qi Xiaoyu's radiant appearance, Chuhe held back for a while, and couldn't help asking, "Do you like that Mr. Xun very much?"

He remembered that at the banquet a few days ago, the relationship between Qi Xiaoyu and Xun Qian was not so good, so he thought he had a chance to try.

Qi Xiaoyu nodded generously.

Chu He sighed inaudibly, and asked again, "Then I will invite you like a friend in the future, will you agree?"

Qi Xiaoyu, "Yes, if I have time."

Not only Chuhe is curious about the relationship between Qi Xiaoyu and Xun Qian, but also other people in the crew.

Gradually, some scandals about Qi Xiaoyu spread.

Of course, right now, celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival is the most important thing.

When Xun Qian was sitting in the car waiting for someone, he remembered what Steward Cheng had said to him before leaving the house.

Butler Cheng said, "Today is a good day. Stay if you can. Don't leave. Otherwise, it will be a waste of time to come and go. It will make Xiao Hei uncomfortable."

Steward Cheng glanced at Xun Qian's expression when he was speaking, and added the most important words, "Third Master, I think you and Mr. Qi have gotten along very well during this time. Mr. Qi is so concerned about your recovery. Would you like Don't try..."

Xun Qian leaned on the car window with one hand, propped his head and thought about it. He knew that the part Cheng Butler didn't say was remarriage.

But he thinks about it carefully.

He never asked why Qi Xiaoyu had this thing in his hand.

But it's hard to ask now, he signed it first.

Before he could come up with a result, Qi Xiaoyu appeared.

Qi Xiaoyu had just finished taking off his make-up, his face was fair and clean, and his hair was stained with water. As soon as he got into the car, Xun Qian pulled him to his side and kissed him. Wipe dry on top of the water.

The driver glanced back quietly and saw the two of them getting into a state, so he drove home silently.

On the other side, the Xun family is as lively as the Chinese New Year.

Early in the morning, all the servants were busy.

Mama Li started preparations three days in advance, and the refrigerator was full of various ingredients, some of which couldn't be piled up, so they were placed on the floor.

Steward Cheng directed the gardener to clean up the lawn and garden, and at the same time had someone clean up all the utensils that Qi Xiaoyu used to use in the past, and put them away one by one.

The white-browed hero followed everyone up and down.It doesn't know what's going to happen, but seeing so many delicious food in the kitchen, and seeing everyone walking around, it is so excited that none of its four paws are free.

When Qi and Xiaoyu came back, the white-browed hero became even more excited.

As soon as Qi Xiaoyu opened the car door, the white-browed hero rushed over at a speed exceeding that of a [-]-meter race, and threw himself on the person, leaving an afterimage of his tail.

Qi Xiaoyu had time to get out of the car, and just as half of his foot was on the ground, he was thrown back into the car by the white-browed hero.

Fortunately, Xun Qian was behind him.

Qi Xiaoyu leaned into Xun Qian's arms, chuckled, hugged the white-browed hero's neck, called him "little pitiful", coaxed him for a while, and finally got the dog off his body.

Then they got out of the car together and walked to the restaurant.

As soon as the door of the restaurant was opened, the aroma of the food in the kitchen rushed out.

It's dark outside, and the rice is fragrant inside.

There is a feeling of coming home.

Qi Xiaoyu opened the sliding door of the kitchen and went to help Mama Li.

Li Ma asked him to go back and sit, but he refused.For him, cooking is not a hard job, but a joy of life.

It's just that as soon as he came, Xun Qian also came in.In this way, Mama Li became very restrained.

The most terrible thing is that the white-browed hero also followed in, tiptoeing his two hind paws, reaching for the food on the stove, wanting to stick out his tongue to lick everything he saw.

If he shut the door, he kept scratching at it.

As a result, Qi Xiaoyu could only bring the two troublemakers out of the kitchen and bring them to the living room to watch TV together.

After Mama Li brought all the food to the table, she took the two troublesome spirits to eat again.

They ate like they used to at home, but with more affection than before.

After eating, go to the lawn to watch the moon.

On the lawn, the big sun umbrellas were put away.

There are soft cushions on the lounge chairs, and a large stack of mooncakes cut into small pieces is placed on the wooden table, and each piece of mooncake is forked with a small fork.There were also plates of cut fruit.

The cool breeze at night in October makes people feel very comfortable.

The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus floats in the air, refreshing.

A bright moon like a jade plate in the sky illuminates everything in the world.

It is the paws of the white-browed hero who have been eager to try, trying to reach into the moon cake plate on the table.

Qi Xiaoyu had no choice but to drag the dog into his arms and hug him.

The doctor said that the white-browed hero must control his weight and not eat too much.

After eating mooncakes for a while, Qi Xiaoyu did not know where to get a bottle of wine like a magic trick, and asked Butler Cheng to bring two small porcelain cups and fill them up separately, "Come and taste, I brewed it myself."

Xun Qian was curious for a moment, "When did you make it?"

Qi Xiaoyu didn't say anything, just smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry about it so much, you should have some sweet-scented osmanthus wine for Mid-Autumn Festival."

He used to want to live here for a long time. When he was preparing to celebrate Xun Qian's birthday, he thought about a lot of dishes, so he prepared them by the way, and asked Mama Li to help watch the wine making process.

This sweet-scented osmanthus wine has a very low alcohol content. In addition to sweet-scented osmanthus, some Chinese medicinal materials are also soaked in it. It is light yellow in color and rich in aroma.

Moreover, osmanthus wine is not like ordinary wine, which is not good for the body. It has the effect of invigorating the spleen and tonifying deficiency.

Wine making is not something that can be done in a short period of time. Thinking of this, Xun Qian's already good mood is even better. He hasn't celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival for many years. Since Qi Xiaoyu came, he feels that every season of the year, every day is In particular, it has vitality and a sense of ritual.

Turning life into a poem is the most appropriate description for Qi Xiaoyu.

Both of them had a few drinks and chatted for a while, and the topic revolved around the white-browed hero in Qi Xiaoyu's arms.

Xun Qian wanted to talk about something else, but felt that it was not the right time.

Then the two stayed on the lawn until after nine o'clock. Qi Xiaoyu was a little sleepy and said he was going to take a bath.

Xun Qian lay halfway in the chair, looked at Qi Xiaoyu like a lazy cat, said that he should go back to the room, and asked Qi Xiaoyu to pull him up and help him back into the wheelchair.

Xun Qian has always been like this recently, using the excuse that her legs are not good, she has to be supported by Qi Xiaoyu wherever she goes, and whenever she moves, she has to find Qi Xiaoyu.

Then Steward Cheng and a group of servants who were staying in the corridor in the distance saw that they were already able to walk, and Mr. Xun, who had straight and long legs, was being half-supported and half-carried into a wheelchair with his long legs bent. .

Gee tut.

The servants all thought about it, no wonder Mr. Qi was abducted by his master after going around. This acting skill is nothing to say, and it is no problem to play opposite Mr. Qi in the movie.

After the two of them came back from the lawn, Steward Cheng watched Qi Xiaoyu reach the second floor, turned into the corridor, and walked to his own room before walking to Xun Qian's side, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what about the remarriage?" ...Did you mention it?"

Xun Qian was silent.

Butler Cheng was anxious, "This is a great night, don't waste it, Third Master."

Xun Qian tightened.

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Half an hour later, Xun Qian called Qi Xiaoyu and asked him if he had taken a good bath.

Qi Xiaoyu was drying her hair when the sound of a hair dryer came from the microphone.

Xun Qian asked, "Are you coming to my room after blowing your hair?"

Qi Xiaoyu smiled, "What are you doing in your room?"

Xun Qian also smiled, "The moon in my room is brighter."

His voice is susu, lazy, and it's terrible to make this kind of invitation through the microphone in the middle of the night.

Qi Xiaoyu asked deliberately, "Is it true? Don't we live in the same house?"

Xun Qian smiled and said, "My place is one floor higher, four meters closer to the moon. Logically speaking, it should be brighter."