Just as Shen Qiqi's doubts began to arise, she heard Wu Qingchen say, "I don't like the title of City Lord's Wife. From now on, whenever he's not around, you should just call me Young Master Qingchen."
Shen Qiqi suddenly understood: Oh, I understand! The City Lord loves the City Lord's wife, but the City Lord's wife does not love the City Lord, so this is a one-sided love!
Love but cannot get it.
From this perspective, the big monster seems quite pitiful.
Regardless of good or evil, Shen Qiqi suddenly felt some sympathy for Jiuying.
Just as he was thinking, Wu Qingchen said again: "By the way, I still don't know what to call you two."
Shen Qiqi quickly collected her thoughts and made up a name at random: "My name is Huo Lian." She looked at Xie Beiming, "My husband's name is Da Zhuang."
Mr. Xie, who was delighted with the new name, twitched his lips slightly.
Dazhuang...
It's a good thing she could come up with such a name.
Wu Qingchen was also slightly stunned. His eyes swept over Xie Beiming, who had long legs, a narrow waist and broad shoulders, and he thought to himself that the young man's name... was really surprising.
For such a young man with outstanding appearance and refined temperament, the name Qingfeng Xiaoyue seems to be more suitable.
However, names are usually given by parents. Although Wu Qingchen was surprised, he also respected it. After a brief moment of hesitation, he smiled and nodded to Shen Qiqi: "Miss Honglian." He then looked at Xie Beiming, "...Mr. Dazhuang."
“…” Master Dazhuang gritted his teeth and returned the greeting.
After exchanging names, Wu Qingchen seemed to remember something and said, "Just now at Qusheng Tower, I wanted to host a banquet for Miss Honglian and Master Dazhuang, but something unexpected happened... I'm so sorry."
Wu Qingchen said this with a guilty look on his face. Shen Qiqi observed his expression, fearing that he would say something like preparing another banquet, so she quickly stopped him and said, "It's okay, it's okay. My husband and I weren't that hungry anyway. Please don't feel embarrassed, Young Master Qingchen!"
He said it very nicely, but in his heart he was feeling lucky: Fortunately there was that accident. If it hadn't happened, I don't know how I would deal with that table full of "meal".
Just now in Qusheng Building, when plate after plate of fresh and exciting meals were served on the table, Shen Qiqi felt nauseous and complained secretly. She was thinking of a way to overturn the table when Xie Beiming suddenly glanced out the window, then called out "Little Bean" in surprise, then went downstairs and brought back a group of evil demon children a moment later.
The oldest of those children was only eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest was still wearing open-crotch pants. They were all ragged, pale and thin. As soon as they came in, they stared at the dining table, and the saliva flowing from them could be caught in bowls.
Their identity is obvious: a group of little beggars.
Shen Qiqi understood Xie Beiming's intention almost immediately, and quickly stood up, looking at the group of little beggars with pretended surprise.
Sure enough, Xie Beiming explained that he knew the group of little beggars and that they had shown him the way. Although this favor was very humble, he still wanted to thank them.
So the whole feast that made Shen Qiqi feel sick to the point of nausea and vomiting went into the stomachs of those little evil spirits.
She had barely escaped a disaster, so naturally she didn't want it to happen again.
To avoid the same embarrassment from happening again, Shen Qiqi looked up at the twinkling stars above her head, then looked at the surrounding environment that looked like a fairyland under the scattered starlight. She deliberately acted embarrassed and said, "Such a beautiful room cannot be ruined by us foodies..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and rubbed her fingers, perfectly portraying her awkwardness. Xie Beiming, in sync with her, added, "Actually, we've also been trying to change our eating habits privately, but there's no one to supervise us, and we don't have enough self-control... Now that we've come to Master Qingchen's place, we can take this opportunity to make some changes. I'd appreciate your supervision."
Shen Qiqi nodded in agreement.
The two people conveyed their meaning very clearly: From now on, we will not eat those heavy-tasting and raw meals, and we will align ourselves with you, the wife of the city lord.
The city lord's wife could not accept the heavy taste of the evil demons and had been advising everyone to eat healthily.
It’s a pity that the desire for food is the most difficult to control, and his guidance has little effect.
Now, hearing what Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming said, Wu Qingchen was indeed very happy and said with a smile: "It's good that you can think so. Don't worry, I will supervise you."
Then he said, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early. I will have someone bring you something delicious tomorrow morning."
It was impossible to rest early. As soon as Wu Qingchen left, Shen Qiqi pulled Xie Beiming and asked him impatiently: "Just now in Qusheng Building, why did you stop me? Did you see something?"
Xie Beiming didn't answer immediately. He led the person to sit on the bed next to him, then lay down with his clothes on, and then took the person he was leading into his arms.
His movements were skillful and natural, as if he had done this countless times. By the time Shen Qiqi reacted, she had already been trapped in Xie Beiming's arms.
At this time, Master Xie's face was not mature enough and he still looked young and immature, but his arms were strong enough and his embrace was warm. Lying in his arms, with her cheek pressed against his chest, Shen Qiqi could clearly feel his unique warmth under the thin layer of clothes. Hearing his strong heartbeat in her ears, Shen Qiqi felt at ease for no reason.
The arms, which were originally a little at a loss, moved naturally and gently wrapped around the young man's waist and abdomen.
Feeling the strength coming from his waist and abdomen, Mr. Xie couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He rested his chin on the top of Shen Qiqi's head, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the girl's hair, and whispered, "Rest early, my lady."
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