Qiao Hui raised his hands above his head, "The wind blows without leaving a trace, don't look at anything indecent!"
Xianjin was a little speechless, and even a little mad, "You are the dignified Mr. Qiao after all! The youngest scholar in the whole Yingtian Prefecture! How can you be so idle! You want to see the pearl, look! What's the big deal about you sneaking over the wall! If this gets out, you and the Chen family will be ruined!"
Qiao Hui didn't move his hands. "This is just the second time. I won't do it again!"
Once he threw a note to Xianjin, and once he peeked into the corridor in the inner courtyard of the Chen family. Both times he acted as a thief who did not steal anything, but for the same purpose.
Speaking of the two times, Xianjin also remembered the note.
She has to express this feeling.
Xianjin immediately stopped talking, scratched his head, and stopped chattering.
Qiao Hui finally put his hands down, and returned his gaze to the red tassel of the wine pot. He asked again with great tenacity, "Didn't Erlang tell you what the old lady thought?"
Xianjin frowned: This guy must be drunk. Why is he so concerned about the old lady's thoughts? Is he afraid that the old lady Qu will set her sights on Baozhu and try to repay her kindness by letting Baozhu marry the star of hope?
Xianjin said hurriedly, "It's said that she didn't say it, but I can guess a little bit. To start a family, you must first establish a career. As for how to do it, you can rest assured. The old lady has high standards. Either the one who is virtuous and gentle is a young lady from the Qingliu family, or the one who is steady and generous is a girl from aristocratic family..."
You are my own sister, you know it yourself.
Which one can Fat Huahua occupy?
Even if she wears the filter of her mother, Baozhu Huahua is not virtuous, gentle, steady and generous...
Qiao Hui paused as he fiddled with Hong Sui'er's fingers: Then he could indeed feel at ease.
Qiao Hui rolled his eyes and looked at the moonlight shining brightly outside the window. The stars had passed and the Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard was now deserted, and naturally there was no one to beat the night watch. He actually felt as if one day in the mountains was equivalent to a hundred years in the human world.
Maybe, it's because I relax that time passes so quickly.
Qiao Hui stood up and said, "It's getting late, shall I take you home?"
Xianjin tried to get up, but getting up on the ground with bare hands was a bit difficult for a power athlete who didn't have good flexibility.
Qiao Hui stretched out his hand.
Xianjin took it up easily.
When Xianjin stood up, Qiao Hui quickly withdrew his hand and hid it behind his back.
Qiao Hui was holding a lantern. The two were not far apart, chatting away in a rambling manner, from east to west, from south to north. When the last topic ended with "hairtail", the two arrived at the Chen family's old house.
Xianjin rolled his eyes in front of Qiao Hui and said, "If you mention hairtail again, I'll ask Aunt Zhang to cook you a table of hairtail next time I see you!"
Qiao Hui raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's great, I'll bring two heads of ginger with me."
Xianjin rolled his eyes, almost cramping, yawned, and waved his hands randomly, "Let's go, I have to go back to Xuancheng tomorrow morning, you do your thing, and when you and Master Qiao come back, I will give you a good welcome!"
Qiao Hui handed the lantern to Xianjin, put his hands behind his back and nodded.
Xian Jin stepped over the threshold, but heard Qiao Hui's hoarse voice, "Xian Jin."
Xian Jin turned his head.
Qiao Hui handed over two small wooden sculptures from his arms, a short and fat horse, and a clever and cunning mouse.
"You and Baozhu's birthdays are both in April. I can't guarantee that I'll be back before your birthdays, so I can only give you the gifts in advance."
Qiao Hui said frankly, "When I was floating on the East China Sea and eating hairtail, I missed you guys very much."
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