Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

Chapter 47 You Are Like Someone I Know
The question is, to sit in the co-driver or the back seat?

The back seat is too crowded, it seems that she is not calm.

The co-pilot is a controversial position, and Qi Si may misunderstand that she has ulterior motives.

Although she does have ulterior motives.

But it would be difficult for Qi Si to guard against her now.

Take the back seat.

Anyway, what she wants is to draw it slowly, without leaving it.

She struggled for a long time, but Qi Si didn't give her a chance to choose at all, and opened the passenger door for her very gentlemanly.

There was a smile on the corner of Xu Qingchan's mouth, and it disappeared quietly when the man looked sideways, "Thank you."

Qi Si went back to the driver's seat to fasten his seat belt, Xu Qingchan was looking down at his phone, only to hear him turn on the ignition but not start the car, a clear and light fragrance in his breath from far to near, his heart beat slightly, raised his head, suddenly caught a glimpse of the man leaning over—

She breathed and raised her throat, her eyelashes flickered slightly, and she could see the fine fluff on his face from a close distance, and the facial features were so deep and beautiful that it shocked the vision, and the bridge of his nose was as high as a rolling hill.

"It wasn't closed just now."

He stretched out his hand to close the car door again, without looking sideways, and his eyes didn't pass her face.

It turned out that the door was closed.

Xu Qingchan blinked and nodded silently.

The car drove into the twilight, and the wilderness here was continuous, and the evening wind was gentle. The perennial calm state of mind was opened in the silent night, and the emotions called An Xin fainted.

The man's face was chiseled, and the hands holding the steering wheel were slender and beautiful. Xu Qingchan licked his little milk and asked him, "Can I play a song?"

"can."

After connecting the car music to her mobile phone, she played a quiet pure music.

The soft melody is like water, she leans on the seat and looks at the receding scenery outside the window, the beautiful scenery on a good day.

Qi Si looked sideways at her sideways slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "How long have you been alone?"

Xu Qingchan turned her head, "Always."

Looking down at the sleeping little milk, her clear voice was unhurried, "The fortune teller said that my fate is shallow, and I am destined to be alone. The people I met over the years also wandered away. There will not be a long-term fate. When I was young, I was adopted by a family, and then separated. Finally, I was taken in by an orphanage, and it closed down a year later."

Xu Qingchan laughed silently, "It's like a dream, it's grown up."

Her simple narration in a few sentences made Qi Si silent for a long time.

Breathing silently, Mo Tong looked at the avenue of light split by the headlights in the boundless darkness, and the past buried in the deepest part of his heart was tumbling.

Xu Qingchan is actually not an emotional person, and she doesn't want to be sympathetic to her life experience.

The past is the past, what she wants is the future.

Quietly caught a glimpse of the man's constricted eyes, pity, pity is right.

She doesn't feel sorry for herself, and she doesn't need useless sympathy from outsiders, but if this person is Qi Si...

"You resemble someone I know."

The man's deep voice came along the night wind, Xu Qingchan rubbed his knuckles, "Are you friends?"

"No."

He parted his thin lips slightly, staring at the night, "A little sister is no longer here."

Clenching her knuckles tightly, her heart beat irregularly, Xu Qingchan endured difficult breathing.

Qi Si remembered.

He still remembers her.

little sister.

She likes the title very much.

Looking sideways at the man's deep eyebrows, "She must be very good, right?"

"Not good."

Qi Si's eyes were dim, and he lifted his lips, "If she stays at home obediently, she won't fall into the water."

Xu Qingchan looked sideways out of the window, hiding the tears in her eyes, her nose slightly sour.

It took a while to recover before she spoke, "She must be very cold."

The man is silent.

The car entered the urban area, red lanterns were hung on both sides of the road, and the streets were filled with the smell of Chinese New Year.

"Where is Miss Xu's hometown?"

"I grew up in Myanmar."

The car stopped downstairs in Building A of Jingli Garden, Xu Qingchan turned her head to Qi Si and said, "Thank you for taking me in today, and sending me back so late."

"It's nothing, let's go upstairs."

"Good night, Mr. Qi."

"Good night."

Opening the door and getting out of the car, Xu Qingchan thought of something after taking a step, turned around, almost instantly, Qi Si also stopped her.

She was only wearing a suspender skirt, and the temperature was cold at night, so Qi Si stepped up to her.

The warm coat was handed to her, "It's cold at night, put it on."

"No, I'll be up soon."

Xu Qingchan looked up at the person who was much taller than her, and the height difference became more obvious when standing so close. Her height of 169 was already tall among girls, but she looked like a little chicken that could be easily lifted in front of him.

Seeing that she didn't move, Qi Si didn't persuade her anymore, and directly helped her put it on.

With his temperature and smell on her body, she felt a little dizzy.

Her heartbeat quickened slightly, she looked at his meticulous tie and sexy Adam's apple at the same level, and quickly shifted her eyes with guilt, "Actually, it's not necessary..."

"What did you just say?"

A deep magnetic voice came from above her head, reminding Xu Qingchan, she stroked her hair, "By the way, wait for me, I'll give you something."

"Which one do you like, bayberry, lychee or orange?"

"Litchi."

"it is good."

The slender figure disappeared from sight, Qi Si didn't get into the car, and just leaned against the car door to wait for her.

When she came back again she had changed, with his coat on her arm and a paper bag in her hand.

"your clothes."

After putting on clothes, he handed the heavy bag to his hand. He looked down and saw that it was a bottle of lychee fruit wine. The round and crystal-clear lychees were white and clean in the glass jar.

"You brewed it yourself?"

"Well, I made it myself when I was idle at home, and I wanted to pick a good day to open it. I just thank you verbally for helping me a few times, and it seems insincere. Those are delicious, although they are still a bit shabby..."

Qi Si looked at her exquisite eyebrows and eyes, "You kept the one in Kaifeng on a good day, wouldn't I be a man of love?"

"I still have two bottles. You can take the lychee one home and drink it. Just tell me if it's good or not." Her facial features were delicate and fair in the cold wind, and she pursed her lips. "Actually, my favorite is also the lychee flavor. , although I can’t taste it, please tell me how it tastes.”

Qi Si let out a sigh, and spoke slowly and joyfully, "I'll drink it well, and I'll tell you how it tastes later."

"Ok!"

She squeezed the sleeve of her jacket, "It's too late today so I won't invite Mr. Qi upstairs for tea, I will invite you again when I have a chance, drive at night, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

"Then, I'm going upstairs."

"Ah."

After returning to the car, the car started to fire, looked up, and saw that beautiful figure appearing on the side of the road again.

"Happy New Year," she said.

Qi Si pursed his lips, "Happy New Year."

These four words came out easily, and after the car drove for a while, Qi Si was thinking, how would she celebrate the New Year by herself.

When I arrived at Jinghua Mansion, I ordered the housekeeper to take the wine and put it away.

After a pause, he wanted to come back, "Forget it, don't put it in the cellar, just put it in the wine cabinet of the master bedroom."

(End of this chapter)