The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"You... what are you..." Ji Peirou's lips trembled, looking at Yan Chenxi, she couldn't say a complete word for a long time.

Isn't she a wild country girl? Why is she still so calm in this situation.

Her eyes are so familiar...

Yan Chenxi finished eating the apple, stood up and stared at Ji Peirou, "Since I have nothing to say, then I will leave."

After all, the girl yawned and walked slowly towards the door.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

Yan Chenxi paused when she was about to open the box door. She didn't turn her head, but slanted her eyes slightly, "Huh?"

Behind him, Ji Peirou sat on the ground embarrassedly, her hair and clothes on her body were already wet with tea, her eyes flickered at Yan Chenxi, her lips murmured for a while before she finally said, "What happened just now, please... Don't tell Xiaoer..."

Yan Chenxi ignored Ji Peirou, opened the door, and walked straight out.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

No matter how Ji Peirou shouted in the box, Yan Chenxi did not stop, nor did she say a word to her.

At this moment, Ji Peirou is desperate.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, she was so impulsive just now that she wanted to kill Yan Chenxi with her hands.

She obviously didn't think so before, why is she so angry, what happened to her recently...

Eyes fell on the fruit fork and the mess in that place again, Ji Peirou held his head and cried in pain.

She knew that Chenxi would definitely tell Lin Xiao about this matter, and Lin Xiao would definitely be angry when she knew about it.

There may be no way to repair the mother-child relationship between them.

I don't know how long it took, until there was a knock on the door, and it was the waiter who came to ask for other services.

Without Ji Peirou's response for a long time, the waiter opened the door and found the mess in this place and Ji Peirou, who was covered with tea stains and piled up a lot of tea on his head.

"Madam... are you okay!" The waiter hurried forward and asked.

Hearing the voice of the waiter, Ji Peirou suddenly recovered, and looked at the waiter blankly, like a machine that had lost her soul. She shook her head stiffly, "I'm fine..."

After speaking, he held the coffee table, stood up with difficulty, took out a stack of money from the bag, put it on the coffee table, and walked out.

As he walked, he mechanically removed the tea leaves from the top of his head, his eyes were hollow, completely ignoring the strange gazes of the people around him.

Outside the tea house, the driver had been waiting in the car. Seeing Ji Peirou walking out of the car in such embarrassment, her expression changed. He hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, took off his coat, and put it on Ji Peirou's body.

Cover her clothes full of tea and juice stains, "Madam, what's the matter with you, is it unpleasant to talk to the young lady? How did you get this on you? Did the young lady do it, she beat You are bullying you! This is too much, there is no such reason in the world!"

The driver's voice is so loud that it can be heard by the waiters and guests in the tea house.

Subsequently, there were discussions.

Ji Peirou had no words, her expression was dull, and she let the driver help her into the car. Then, the driver started the car and left the tea house.

In the car, Ji Peirou kept her head down, not knowing what she was thinking, as if she was immersed in her own world.

Until the vehicle stopped, she slowly raised her head and looked out of the car window blankly.

"Here...Where is it?"