Siheyuan: Begin with Xu Damao as a brother

The human heart has been the most incomprehensible thing since ancient times.

In the plot, the deaf old lady is also helped by Yi Zhonghai from time to time, and it is definitely not much more convenient to have no Yi Zhonghai for big and small affairs. But the favorite one is a stupid pillar.

Silly Zhu, this person is not stupid, he can understand everything, but can he really understand Qin Huairu?

Ye Xiaoqing remembered that before Yi Zhonghai turned himself in, Qin Huairu's-like face was a little disgusting.

But no matter what, it has come to this, and I hope the deaf old lady will not be sad.

"I really didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to be a wolf-hearted dog-lung, and he would be so ruthless to his wife." Xu Damao sighed.

Ye Xiaoqing smiled bitterly, if he hadn't come to this world, Yi Zhonghai would not have ended like this.

"You Xu Damao is a good person?" Ye Xiaoqing asked.

Xu Damao snorted, but he didn't dare to make a mistake to Ye Xiaoqing, he said in a weak voice: "I, Xu Damao, am not a good person, but I will not become this kind of person." I won't hoe the strong and help the weak, I don't have a righteous heart, but I am better than the truth, even if I deceive people, I Xu Damao will be deceived in the future! "

Ye Xiaoqing is speechless, you Xu Damao is quite real, but he is a little cheap.

"Lie openly, I'll see how old you can live." Ye Xiaoqing threw down a sentence and walked home.

"Hey, you are the third master, you can't say that, I Xu Damao has a long life! You crow's mouth. Xu

Damao's unconvinced voice came from behind.

When she got home, the first thing she did was that Ye Xiaoqing felt that she should tell Ran Qiuye about solving the case, after all, she didn't have to be banned here anymore.

It's a bit awkward for the two to get along now.

"Sophora flowers!" Ye Xiaoqing saw that there was no one in the house, so he shouted.

It was Ran Qiuye who walked out of the back room, she smiled, dignified and elegant: "Huaihua was picked up by her mother." "

Qin Huairu? Just told Qin Huairu that Huaihua would not go back today, Ye Xiaoqing immediately wanted to go out.

But after thinking about it, Qin Huairu will not attack Huaihua no matter how obscene she is, after all, she is her own daughter...

Ye Xiaoqing didn't have the right to keep the acacia flowers even if he was a godfather, sighed, and finally didn't go out.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children.

"What's the matter, Xiaoqing, you don't seem to be happy." Ran Qiuye asked.

"Nope. I'll tell you the good news, the case has been solved and the murderer has been caught. I guess in a few days, you'll be able to go home.

Ye Xiaoqing looked at the time, it was almost time to make lunch.

"Really?" Ran Qiuye lowered his head and wanted to stop.

"What do you want to eat, Akiba, you wouldn't be locked up here without me. If you have something you want to eat, I'll make it for you, as long as you have the ingredients, haha. Ye Xiaoqing snorted.

"I like to eat light, it's okay, it's okay, I'm not a picky eater. And I can help you with that. "Ran Qiuye is actually good at cooking, but he didn't refuse Ye Xiaoqing's kindness.

The ingredients on the side of the courtyard in this era are actually mainly Chinese cabbage, which is easy to preserve after all. As for the ingredients that are not enough, Xu Damao's family has them, so it's good to go to Xu Damao's house to get them.

What is polite between brothers.

The two discussed that Teacher Ran would burn the fire and Ye Xiaoqing would cook the vegetables.

At this time, the wood stove had to be lit by someone.

When all the dishes were washed and put in the pot to fry, Ran Qiuye suddenly stood up and hugged Ye Xiaoqing from behind.

Ye Xiaoqing was silent for a moment and said, "Autumn leaves, we won't have results. Ran

Qiuye was naturally sad, after Ye Xiaoqing went out in the morning, she had been thinking about the meaning of her moth-like affection.

Yes, it's just a good feeling, where can we talk about love after such a short time together.

But once the obsession in her heart arises, it is a little indelible. She coveted the smell of Ye Xiaoqing's body, just like she was afraid to hide in his arms at night, giving birth to something called a sense of security.

She has always been independent, living alone, her parents are far away, and there is no one to rely on.

Ye Xiaoqing gave her the feeling that everything was the first priority, and she was polite, mature, and secure. She loved it.

"Xiaoqing, I don't want to leave you."

All kinds of feelings, all kinds of deep thoughts, summed up, just don't want to leave.

Ye Xiaoqing was a little helpless, he wanted to refuse Ran Qiuye directly, but he was a little speechless, thinking of Lou Xiao'e's face, his mood was very complicated.

But the kiss before dawn was a little irritating to his heart.

The taste is different, Lou Xiao'e is warm and sweet and smooth, and the autumn leaves are cool and thin, which makes people reverie.

"Akiba..."

"You can actually find a better one than me, I'm not good." There was a feeling of cheating, and Ye Xiaoqing's refusal was a little weak.

But Ran Qiuye's heart fell to the bottom.

She slid past Ye Xiaoqing and stood in front of Ye Xiaoqing, with her back to the stove.

"I don't know anything, I just know that I don't want to leave you!"

Ran Qiuye bit her lip.

"But..."

I couldn't say it anymore, blocking my lips seemed to have become Ran Qiuye's usual trick, Ye Xiaoqing didn't have time to resist, and he was a little unintentional.

The touch between the lips has a tacit understanding.

The collision of teeth, also remembered the trick.

For a while, there was some emotion.

"Asked me." Ran Qiuye said.

"No way!" Ye Xiaoqing's principle is still there, and he must not take advantage.

"Ask me!"

Ye Xiaoqing frowned, his blood was strong, how could a person who practiced martial arts resist this temptation.

But deep down, there is still a little bit of reason at work.

"Ask me!"

Third time.

Beauty is so tested, human nature is completely lost, and animal nature is boiling.

The dishes in the pot were not stir-fried, making a sizzling oil sound, and the bottom layer had become charred black.

And next to the stove, Ran Qiuye was against the stove,

clenching his teeth.

Who cares about the dishes?