Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

Chapter 66 Is there really a girl?

Mu Xiuze replied to Xu Qingchan in front of Qi Si: 【Yes, just send it to this address. 】

The man stared at the chat interface of his mobile phone and caught a glimpse of some messages on their chat. Xu Qingchan said that he would not come back in two or three months.

Thin lips pursed into a straight line.

In the evening, I went to the old house for dinner, and the old lady was talking about asking him to find a girlfriend and introduce him to someone from a famous family.

He said that he has no intention of doing so now, and the old lady drove him away after dinner.

"If you don't panic, I will panic for you. When you get old, you won't even have a companion to talk to. Who is the poor one?"

"Before I went to Yuelao Temple to ask for marriage for you. Didn't you meet any special girl during this time? They said this temple is very spiritual." Go in person, you can go to Yuelao Temple with me on weekends."

Qi Si thought of a certain small face, and opened his thin lips lightly, "No need."

The old lady raised her eyebrows, a little guessing, "Is there a girl?"

Seeing that he frowned and did not answer, her eyes were shining with starlight, and she leaned over, "Isn't he beautiful?"

Is it beautiful?
Thinking of that fair and beautiful face, Qi Si narrowed his eyes slightly and hummed.

It was rare to hear the introverted eldest grandson praise the girl, and the old lady grinned, "Then you have to grasp it, how many people are staring at the beautiful girl... why don't you go to the Yuelao Temple yourself, myself to be more sincere."

Qi Si has never believed in these things, everything is obtained by himself, this kind of vain sustenance is meaningless at all.

In the end, he didn't agree to grandma's proposal.

Back at Jinghua Mansion, after taking a shower, he smoked a cigarette on the balcony, Motong looked at the distant night sky, his thoughts were a little scattered.

Xu Qingchan once posted on Moments when she was at the racecourse. The photo was taken very well. There were stars in the lonely night sky, and the lights of the racecourse stretched in the distance. She said it was a galaxy in the world.

I don't know if she is looking at the night sky now, looking at the same star together.

Thinking of the night at the hot spring hotel, her misty eyes, her breathing was soft, and she slammed into his arms together with the mild fragrance of tea.

The red and sexy thin lips exhaled like blue, and when she tentatively approached him, at a certain moment he actually thought that she would kiss him.

Throat rolled, snuffed out the cigarette on his fingertips and went back to the bedroom.

Suddenly thinking of something, he went to the wine cabinet to take out the bottle of crystal clear lychee wine.

The appearance is very beautiful, a bit reluctant to drink.

Pour some out of the porcelain cup, inhale the lychees mixed with the aroma of the wine, the taste is mellow and sweet, the sweetness and the taste of the wine are just right.

She's really good at it.

I took a photo with my phone, and tapped the profile picture of the illustrator girl with my fingertips.

【Your lychee wine tastes very good. 】

Xu Qingchan who received the man's message was stunned for a moment, her eyes slightly bent, 【Are you drinking now? 】

【Um. 】

Looking at this, Xu Qingchan took a sip of water and didn't know what to reply for a moment.

He was too cold to chat.

After waiting for a minute, there was no message from the other side. She pursed her lips, put the phone away, pulled off Pamela's suit, and went to take a shower with a thin layer of sweat on her body.

Just now Yan Jing called to report on work, and after hanging up the phone, Qi Si found out that Xu Qingchan only replied to him with a message and then did not reply.

Staring at the slightly indifferent word "um", he pondered for a moment, then typed: 【I just answered a phone call. 】

[Thinking to wait for a good weather day before opening, so I kept it until now. 】

After waiting for a while there was no reply, he touched the back molars and asked: [Busy now? 】

After this message was sent out, it was like disappearing into the sea, and there was no response for a long time.

Looking at the chat interface, the man's eyes darkened, he poured some lychee wine into the glass, and put the bottle back in the wine cabinet.

Xu Qingchan came out of the shower and slowly blew her hair, trying not to look at her phone, so as not to be affected by him.

Don't expect it, there's nothing to see, in case he doesn't reply to her message at all.

Thinking about it this way, it's better not to watch it, and I feel bad after watching it.

I slowly applied body lotion, and did a set of facial massage exercises with essential oils in conjunction with the beauty instrument. Every time I took a shower after exercising, I could feel a subtle sense of satisfaction and happiness when my body was fragrant.

Love herself, she knows how to love herself best.

After finishing everything that should be done, the time points to 11 o'clock, which is a bit late, and going to bed late is not good for the skin.

Finally lying in the soft and fragrant bed, I have a reason to look at my phone.

After unlocking it with fingerprints, three messages from him came into view.

My heart was slightly relieved.

[Just taking a shower, sorry. 】

This time there was a quick reply, 【It's okay. 】

[I heard that you have gone to Yang City, how long are you going to stay? 】

Looking at the half month's date crossed out on the bedside table, there was still half a month left, and there was a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xu Xutuzhi: [I can't tell, it will take two or three months. 】

Even though he had already seen the reply from Mu Xiuze, Qi Si still wanted to ask a question himself, but the answer was the same, and there was a flash of boredom that he couldn't catch in his heart.

He was typing on the screen with his long fingers, and when a message was sent over there, his knuckles froze.

[It's getting late, I'm used to going to bed early, my eyelids are a bit heavy, good night, Mr. Qi. 】

The man pursed his thin lips lightly, and deleted the words in the box one by one. (do you want to call?)
【OK, good night. 】

half a month later.

Song Weidu, who was assigned to the Indonesian branch for exchange and study, has returned, but Xu Qingchan has not yet returned.

The 30th is the weekend, Jing Feng invited Qi Si to a rough stone auction.

The auction was hosted by the Jing family, and it was held in the famous racecourse hotel building.

The architectural design of the building is very particular about the light experience. Before the auction, bidders observe the rough stones in the sixth-floor exhibition hall with excellent lighting.

The rough stone market is also a huge profit-making market. There are quite a few jewelry companies invested by Jingsheng. In the past, Qi Si was also invited to participate in rough stone auctions or jewelry exhibitions. Not much desire.

This time Jingfeng invited him, it is said that there are a lot of agate and jadeite shipped from Myanmar, so he gave up the weekend to come and have a look.

After observing several pieces of jadeite, Qi Si took a fancy to one, the transparency and luster were excellent, and the color was very beautiful.

Write down the lot number and go back to the auction hall to wait for the auction.

When Jing Feng came back after explaining the matter to the staff, seeing Qi Si closed his eyes and taking a nap, knowing that it was impossible for him to fall asleep, he looked at the pale gray eyes under his eyes and said, "Is the insomnia serious again?"

The man opened his eyes, "Yes."

"You can't, you have to find someone who can heal you. I have exhausted all my life's knowledge, and it can only have a negligible effect on you. If it really doesn't work, you can find a woman. There was an example of this before. Some patients got cured of their insomnia because of the influence of their other half after they got married, since all the methods that can be tried are useless, try another treatment method, maybe it will work.”

(End of this chapter)