Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 125 Ziqi's Ayuan Dinner Prelude (1)
Suddenly a gentle male voice came from next to his ear. Jin Ziqi, who was asleep, raised his eyes and saw a handsome man in gray sportswear standing in front of him at some point.

She looks 27 or [-] years old, with a smile on her lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looking straight at her.

But when Jin Ziqi raised his head, he slightly opened his peach eyes in surprise, and then touched the back of his head embarrassingly: "Sorry, I thought you were the mother of the child, but I didn't expect..."

Jin Ziqi didn't show much enthusiasm, and nodded lightly as a greeting.

But he didn't go straight away, but sat down on the wooden chair next to her, and looked at her while rubbing his chin sideways.

"Are you also here to participate in the parent-child baseball game?"

Jin Ziqi glanced at him, and the man squinted his eyes and smiled, "Your parents are not available, so let your sister come here instead of the parents? I am similar, I am the child's uncle."

Seeing that Jin Ziqi still ignored him, he didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he said happily, "My name is Yuan Ge, and I'm 26 this year. How about you? I think you should be 24?"

Jin Ziqi looked at this overly familiar man again, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and just about to speak, he raised his hand to stop her, "Don't say it yet, let me guess for myself."

This man named Yuan Ge really looked Jin Ziqi up and down very seriously: "Could it be 22?"

No matter how noble a woman is, she is not immune to age problems.

28-year-old Jin Ziqi was praised as young as a girl in her early twenties, so she was inevitably a little happy.

But this happiness was shown on her face, and it was nothing more than a slight curl of the corner of her mouth, nothing else.

Seeing her smile, the man guessed harder, "Isn't it? Don't tell me you only have one!"

The smile on the corner of Jin Ziqi's mouth deepened, and even his originally calm eyes rippled slightly.

Then a yin and yang voice sounded behind the two, "Then guess how old I am?"

Jin Ziqi turned around and saw Song Qiyan with a dark face holding a Coke.

He walked to her wooden chair and put the Coke away, his movements were a little big.

Then he sat down next to her, embraced her shoulders in a declaration of possession, and smiled at the man who was stunned for a while, "Guess my child guesses so hard, so guess mine too Let's go."

The man smiled dryly, and stood up from the wooden chair: "I suddenly remembered that my niece is still waiting for me, so I won't bother you and your husband, let's chat when I have time!"

After finishing speaking, people ran away without a trace, and even those eyes that were salivating at Jin Ziqi disappeared in an instant.

"Where's so-and-so?" Jin Ziqi looked around, but he didn't see the little figure with egg yolk.

Song Qiyan's lingering anger still persisted, and he let out a muffled snort, but seeing that Jin Ziqi didn't take the man who struck up a conversation with him just now, he felt better.

"The game is about to start, and their teacher said they want to form a team, so they called him away."

Jin Ziqi nodded knowingly: "Then let's go there too." After a pause, he looked at Song Qiyan curiously, "I always forgot to ask you, can you play baseball?"

Song Qiyan's eyes flickered, and he got up from the wooden chair, "I wouldn't do it at first, but I will when I see those people."

"Which group of people?" Jin Ziqi asked curiously.

He smiled at her, and changed the subject easily, "I want to eat hot pot tonight, let Aunt Hong do it."

Jin Ziqi looked at his contented appearance, and didn't think too much about it: "I'll call home later."

The smile on the corner of Song Qiyan's mouth widened, six white teeth gleamed brightly in the sun, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Remember to buy more food, I'm going to have a good celebration today."

"Celebrate what?" Jin Ziqi always felt that he was planning something, but couldn't guess.

Song Qiyan pretended to be calm and showed doubts, "Is there?"

Knowing that his mouth was tight and he couldn't ask why, Jin Ziqi shook his head and picked up a bag of snacks on the chair: "Forget it, let's go there."

Song Qiyan immediately took the bag courteously, and put one arm around her waist, "How can you let a woman carry things?"

Frowning, he began to blame softly, but his movements were extra cautious.

Jin Ziqi was held in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat, and the peace of mind that could not be expressed.

When Jin Ziqi figured out what Song Qiyan meant by "seeing that group of people know how to play baseball", Song Qiyan threw a baseball and hit a bald batter-runner.

There is no doubt that the bald man who was beaten to the ground was the single father who praised Jin Ziqi before.

"How did you pitch? Is this our team's hitter? Why don't you throw the ball to the batter?"

The running instructor hurried over from the instructor's area, and while helping the bald man who was hit by the hit, he accused Song Qiyan angrily, "What if I hurt someone?"

Song Qiyan held another ball in his big gloved hand, and smiled at the bald man covering his shoulder that was hit, with a careless expression on Jun's face, "SORRY."

"Sao... Saoli?" The instructor was taken aback by Song Qiyan's arrogant attitude.

The bald man gasped in pain, but he waved his hands and said, "It's okay, anyone can make mistakes, and you're not to blame."

The instructor looked at Song Qiyan questioningly, obviously not believing that he did it by mistake.

Song Qiyan raised the baseball in his hand and smiled embarrassingly: "It's the first time I play, it's inevitable that I will make mistakes."

The instructor stopped arguing with Song Qiyan because there were so many children watching, and warned before leaving: "If you hurt someone again, I'll replace you, so you can take care of yourself."

"It won't happen, don't worry." Song Qiyan almost swears by patting his chest.

The bald man rubbed his shoulders and looked at Song Qiyan a few times, but was stopped by Song Qiyan when he was about to leave: "Excuse me, is this ball going to the batter with the baseball bat?"

"Well," the bald man felt that Song Qiyan's smile was sinister, and he was wary and didn't want to say more to him, "You can watch the shot yourself, as long as you don't hit anyone."

Jin Ziqi stood up from the stands when Song Qiyan hit someone, paying close attention to the movement on the field.

In fact, when Song Qiyan hit the opposing batter's back again, no one believed that he was unintentional anymore.

Because that batter was the man named Yuan Ge who had struck up a conversation with Jin Ziqi before.

Obviously, Song Qiyan didn't come to play baseball today at all, but came to play "rival in love"!

Looking at the center of the arena, Jin Ziqi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran down the stands.

As soon as he ran to the edge of the field, he saw Jin Moumou lying on the guardrail, grinning gigglingly. Seeing her coming down, he immediately rushed over and shouted loudly in Jin Ziqi's arms: "The strange chick is a crazy chick!" !"

(End of this chapter)