Three young grandmothers

Chapter 158 Talking about hobbies

Seeing her suddenly become calm from the shyness and fluster that could not be concealed just now, Qi Lianchen felt a little emptied of being ignored, he leaned over seemingly doing nothing, watching her draw pictures openly, and Mo Zixu also let her work openly. He sees.

Finally, it was Qi Lianchen who couldn't hold back, and tapped the table with his finger, "Hi, Xiaoxu."

Mo Zixu didn't look up, "Sir, please tell me."

"What to draw?" asked knowingly.

"Draw whatever you want." He pretended to be stupid, and she also pretended to be stupid.

Qi Lianchen touched his nose vigorously, and continued to insist, "Xiao Xu."

"Sir, please tell me." The dialogue repeated itself.

"My husband only realizes now that you are so rich."

Money... Thinking of him kissing her during the day, but finally saying that it was a silver tael she gave him as a reward!At that time, I felt that he should be somewhat sincere, but now I feel, maybe, as he said, the truth is more for the sake of money?
Thinking of this, Mo Zixu felt a little bored, and became inexplicably in a bad mood.She raised her head, looked at him, and blurted out involuntarily, "Actually, I think that Xianggong has the capital to be a 'cowboy'." Good-looking, thick-skinned, kissing skills...has improved compared to the previous time, It can be regarded as a child can be taught, but I don't know what the ability is in that area.

"Cowherd?" Qi Lianchen's eyes flickered, then raised his right index finger, and punched the pestle upward out of thin air, "Then Xiaoxu is Zhinu?"

Mo Zixu lowered her head, and the corner of her mouth parted into a smile. It turned out that this era also knows the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. She responded speciously, "Hmm."

"Not good." Qi Lianchen pursed his lips, obviously dissatisfied with this metaphor, "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl only see each other once a year, Xiao Xu, but if you don't see me every day, it's like three autumns."

He said that he sounded like a lover, even if it was really like three autumns, he might not be with her.That's right, she was dazzled by that kiss all day, why didn't she remember that he is a man who already has his own heart?That being the case, why provoke her?Thinking of this, Mo Zixu's mood became a little better, and then became worse again.

It is said that women are fickle animals, and Mo Zixu believed it, because she is the most vivid example.

Mo Zixu felt silent.

And Qi Lianchen saw that he didn't respond to his "confession", and felt a little bored, he rubbed his hands in boredom, "I knew, if I didn't come back so early, I should kill a few more in the gambling house, say If you don’t allow it, you can win back the money you lost!”

Hearing this, Mo Zixu's pen paused, and she raised her head in disbelief, "100 taels, is it worth two hours for my husband to lose it all?"

Qi Lianchen showed a flattering smile, took out his purse, and poured out a few copper coins, "No, Xiao Xu, look, I still saved some for my husband."

Staring at the two copper coins that were still spinning around, Mo Zixu looked at him with a look of resentment, "It's okay, I still know how to save some."

Qi Lianchen jumped beautifully, and sat directly on the table where Mo Zixu was drawing, "That's right, doing things for your husband has always been measured."

Mo Zixu felt speechless. In the past, she never cared about him. She let him eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and pretended that the person dangling around her was a passerby who had nothing to do with her. But recently, as he She cared a little more, and the intimate actions with her became more frequent. Once this person's habit is formed, passerby A will no longer be passerby A.

Mo Zixu stroked his forehead, looked at Qi Lianchen's handsome face earnestly for the first time, and carefully said his words, "Sir, apart from gambling, do you really have no other hobbies? Well, of course, except those antiques you liked before." , walking birds and the like... um, and besides prostitution."

The corners of Qi Lianchen's mouth twitched invisibly, but he still replied straightforwardly, "Of course there are."

Mo Zixu looked at his showing off expression, and he didn't hold much hope in his heart, so he just asked patiently, "Oh, what is it?"

Qi Lianchen lowered his head and said in a deep tone, "Of course...to borrow money from you, Xiao Xu."

"Snapped!"

The brush fell, and the design was only half drawn, and it was ruined.

Mo Zixu rubbed his acupoint between the eyebrows, sure enough, the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.This Master Qi and Da Furen haven't been able to put him on the right path for so many years, why would she expect him to do something and have some ambitions?
After tearing the discarded blueprints into pieces, Mo Zixu held the scraps of paper into balls and threw them on the ground. Naturally, Liu Er would come to clean them up. She smiled reluctantly at Qi Lianchen, "Mr. ..." Mo Zixu was powerless to say anything, and walked past him and entered the bedroom.

At this time, Qi Lianchen turned his head, looked in the direction of the bedroom, and muttered in a low voice, "Maybe, is it really time to help Dad with his business?"

It was late at night, and it was time to rest. The eldest and young mistress sat alone in front of the dressing table, sobbing.

Tomorrow is the day when the Eldest Young Master will marry Zhu'er as his concubine. Zhu'er has been sent back to Aunt Jia's home hundreds of meters away from the mansion, waiting to be married in a bridal sedan chair in a decent manner.

This time the concubine battle is more grand.

Qing'er comforted her more than once, but the eldest and youngest mistress couldn't sleep, thinking that after tomorrow, there would be another woman sharing a husband with her, she felt like a knife was twisting in her heart.

At this time, the eldest young master was not in the room. She didn't know where her husband would go at this time. She wanted to have a pre-marital scene and ask him to make a promise that the woman he valued most in his life was her promise. .However, before she had time to speak after dinner, he went out and hasn't returned yet.

A cripple, a cripple who had to rely on a wheelchair to move around, really puzzled her even more. What could he do this late at night?

In fact, this praying mansion is very large. If you want to find a "place" where no one will disturb you late at night, you can still find it.

At this time, the place where Qilian Xuanzheng was staying was one of such "places".

This is the corner room in the apricot orchard, and a candle is lit in the room, flickering faintly.

Because Xingyuan is the residence of Qi Lianli, the only son of Master Qi Er, and Qi Lianli has been wandering outside for a long time and has not come back for a long time. Only two maids are left to clean the place regularly, and the valuables have been sealed. The servant girl kept it.

(End of this chapter)