Chapter 121 Two Kinds of People Can Sleep in the Same Bed
"Godmother, godfather!"
Wen Niannian hadn't seen Xie Yiyi for several days. She happily threw herself into Xie Yiyi's arms, but her round eyes were fixed on the gift boxes in Lu Bingchen's hands. "Is there anything delicious?"
Xie Yiyi squatted down and pinched her little face. "I thought you were thinking about me, but it turns out you were thinking about delicious food?"
Wen Niannian said obediently, "Of course I want to be your godmother~"
"Of course I bought delicious food and toys for the little princess. These candies and cookies, as well as the Snow White doll gift box set, are all for you."
Behind him, Lu Bingchen looked at Wen Niannian's little face, which was about 50% similar to Xie Yiyi's, lovingly. His thin lips curled up, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind. He wondered if Xie Yiyi's own daughter would look so much like her in the future.
He stepped forward and took out the snacks and toys he had bought specifically for the little girl. "Do you like it?"
Wen Niannian said happily, "I like it. Thank you, godfather and godmother!"
Seeing this, Wen Ci hurriedly thanked Lu Bingchen.
Xie Yiyi took her hand and pretended to complain: "Why are you being so polite to us?"
"Okay, I won't be polite with you," Wen Ci smiled, shook hands with Xie Yiyi, and glanced at Lu Bingchen who went to greet Xie Peizhou.
Since returning from Sanya, Xie Yiyi has never returned to Yu Shui Bay. On the day she returned to Beijing, Wen Ci felt that the atmosphere between Xie Yiyi and Lu Bingchen was subtle, as if they were having a quarrel or a cold war.
When asked, Xie Yiyi insisted that it was okay and refused to say anything.
But judging by their current state today, the misunderstanding should have been resolved and they have reconciled.
Wen Ci thought so and pulled Xie Yiyi over. "We are writing couplets. Do you want to join us?"
Xie Yiyi walked over and saw that the rectangular dining table was covered with red paper couplets, some of which had not been written on them yet, and some of which had the ink not yet dried.
Xie Yiyi pointed at a couplet written in elegant cursive script and said without a doubt, "I can tell it was written by my uncle."
Xie Peizhou was very interested in calligraphy and had done considerable research on it.
Xie Peizhou looked at her and said, "Write a couplet yourself and see how much of the calligraphy knowledge I taught you back then is still there. When I taught you back then, you didn't study seriously, only giving up after a few days. Ah Ci is much more serious than you."
Xie Yiyi picked up the pen and said, "I don't like learning calligraphy anyway. It's boring. Besides, Xiaoci doesn't like calligraphy either."
Xie Peizhou defended his shortcomings, "Nonsense, Ah Ci obviously likes it."
He still remembered that it was Wen Ci who first suggested learning calligraphy from him, saying that high school was stressful and writing calligraphy could help calm the mind, improve concentration, and relieve stress.
He was not busy with work at that time, so he taught the two of them personally.
Wen Ci studied seriously, but Xie Yiyi was doodling beside him every day. He even slapped her hand for her lazy attitude.
"Don't slander Ah Ci."
"I didn't!"
Xie Yiyi snorted, glanced at Wen Ci teasingly, and smiled as she told the truth of the past, "Xiao Ci doesn't like calligraphy. She is the one who likes to teach calligraphy. She said she wanted to learn calligraphy in order to spend more time with someone."
Xie Peizhou raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Ci.
It turns out to be like this.
He had really thought that Wen Ci was fascinated by calligraphy, so when he taught her calligraphy, his eyes were filled with enthusiasm...
Wen Ci's face heated up. Meeting Xie Peizhou's gentle gaze and Lu Bingchen's amused look, she urged Xie Yiyi, "Okay, hurry up and write."
After receiving Wen Ci's "warning", Xie Yiyi zipped up her mouth and shut it.
After thinking for a moment, she began to write furiously.
"alright!"
Barely a minute passed before Xie Yiyi confidently put down his pen.
"What are you writing?"
Xie Peizhou took two steps closer, frowned and thought, but he really couldn't figure out what kind of couplet she was writing.
The couplets are covered with graffiti.
Xie Yiyi raised his chin and said, "Uncle, this is art!"
Xie Peizhou twitched his lips and laughed angrily, "Don't tell anyone outside that you learned calligraphy from me."
"If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me!"
"Can't you see that?"
Xie Yiyi was surprised to see that no one could see her "art" and proposed a reward mechanism, "Whoever is the first to see what I wrote will be rewarded 100 yuan!"
"What, you have money? Let me see!"
Little Wen Niannian stepped forward with great motivation, but as she looked at the couplet written by her godmother, her round almond-shaped eyes gradually became confused. "Love, Minions thinking, persimmon, apple..."
Xie Yiyi interrupted, "Nianbao, this is not an apple, it's an orange, can't you see?"
Wen Niannian took another careful look at it. If it was an apple, it looked like an orange, but if it was an orange, it also looked very similar to an apple.
"Can't you guess it?"
Seeing that Wen Ci was also confused, Xie Yiyi sighed and shook his head, saying rather disappointedly, "It seems that you all don't understand me. You and I are not from the same world."
Lu Bingchen stared at the couplet for a while, then looked up and saw Xie Yiyi's disappointed expression. He smiled and raised his hand, saying, "I, I'll try."
Xie Yiyi looked at him expectantly, "You know?"
“Give it a try.”
Lu Bingchen said lazily, then pointed at the couplet and began to read, "The first line should be 'May your wishes come true without pressure', the second line should be 'Auspicious stars shine brightly and good luck comes', and the horizontal scroll should be 'Peace and joy'."
"Is that right?"
"Right, right, right!" Xie Yiyi's eyes lit up, and she suddenly went over excitedly to hug Lu Bingchen's arm, jumping up and celebrating, "Finally, someone understands my joke."
"Slow down..."
Lu Bingchen didn't expect Xie Yiyi to suddenly rush over, and he staggered back a step, but he immediately raised his hand and circled her waist to prevent her from falling.
Xie Peizhou and Wen Ci looked at each other and shook their heads, "I really don't understand."
Wen Ci: "It turns out that two different people can sleep in the same bed."
With Xie Yiyi's participation, the traditional couplet writing became a "you draw, I guess" game.
Wen Niannian and Wen Ci are in a group, and the others work on their own. One person draws a picture, and the others answer it. The one who gives the correct answer first wins, and the loser has to paint his face with a brush.
Half an hour later, all five of them had panda eyes, big black noses, and big black mouths.
But the laughter never ceased, and it was particularly heartwarming against the backdrop of the snow-covered scenery outside.
Xie Yiyi and Wen Ci took a lot of photos, and they were all black photos.
After having enough fun, everyone went back to their rooms to wash up. Then, before it got dark, Wen Ci took her daughter and Xie Yiyi to post the couplets, while Xie Peizhou and Lu Bingchen were responsible for making dinner.
After putting up the couplets, Xie Yiyi sat on the sofa and flipped through the photo album. She found a photo in which five people were painted black. It was impossible to tell who was who without mosaics. She posted it on her Moments and asked everyone to guess who they were.
After posting the status and refreshing the page, she saw that Lu Bingchen had liked her post.
Within seconds, friends liked and commented on the post, guessing who these black people were.
Wen Ci was quickly guessed, but the others were not.
Xie Yiyi smiled and casually scrolled down her Moments, and suddenly saw the status updated by Su Yuan five minutes ago.
Copywriting: [Thank you, husband~/love]
The picture is a photo of a hand, with the pigeon egg on the middle finger delicately sparkling.
Xie Yiyi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Lu Bingchen who was standing at the dining table.
Lu Bingchen had a cold expression, his dark eyes fixed on the phone screen.
Xie Yiyi noticed that he hadn't moved for nearly five or six seconds, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped.
As if noticing her gaze, Lu Bingchen raised his eyes and met her gaze.
A second later, he looked away, put his phone into his pocket, and turned to walk towards the entrance of the villa. He said in a faint voice, "I'm craving a cigarette. I'm going to go outside to smoke one."
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Lu Bingchen pushed open the door of the villa, and the biting cold wind hit him in the face, and the warmth in his body suddenly disappeared.
He took a breath of cold air, closed the door, walked to a sheltered spot in the corridor, and took out a cigarette case and lighter from his pocket.
"Snap" the lighter ignited flame.
The man bit the cigarette butt, lowered his eyes and moved closer, took a deep breath, the nicotine flowed into his throat, and the other end of the cigarette burned in the wind.
He put the lighter back into his pocket, pinched the cigarette with one hand, and just stood there quietly with a cold expression looking at the snow-white scenery in the yard, exhaling smoke from his thin lips.
Five minutes later, Lu Bingchen returned from the corridor and returned to the warm room.
The man shook off the chill from his body, his expression relaxed, a gentle smile on his face, and his usual good temper and good nature returned.
Seeing Wen Niannian playing a puzzle, Lu Bingchen walked over to play with her.
"Xiao Nian, do you want to do a puzzle? Godfather will help you do it."
Until Xie Peizhou came out of the kitchen and said that the steak and pasta were ready and waiting for him to cook.
Lu Bingchen touched Nian Nian's head and said, "You can play by yourself for a while, or go find your godmother and godfather to cook."
Half an hour later, the restaurant was filled with fragrance.
There are not only steaks and pasta on the table, but also spicy chicken and scrambled eggs with shrimps, a combination of Chinese and Western cuisine, with great color, aroma and taste.
Xie Peizhou is better at cooking Western food, but he can only make simple home-cooked Chinese dishes, such as scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Wen Ci didn't expect that Lu Bingchen's cooking skills were so good. The color, aroma and taste of the spicy chicken and scrambled eggs with shrimps were exactly the same as those of the hotel chef.
"Uncle Lu, your cooking is so delicious, isn't it?"
"Stop praising me, someone's going to get jealous."
Lu Bingchen glanced at Xie Peizhou jokingly, then casually placed a piece of skinless chicken thigh into Xie Yiyi's bowl and said with a faint smile, "When I was studying abroad, in order to eat authentic Chinese food, I spent a lot of money to buy a five-star chef's recipe. I followed the recipe and gradually learned how to cook it."
Wen Niannian took a bite of steak and a bite of shrimp scrambled eggs. The dishes on the table tonight were all her favorites. She looked at Lu Bingchen's gentle and handsome face and smiled, "Godfather, you are such a glutton, and you are so amazing!"
Lu Bingchen smiled dotingly and used a spoon to scoop another spoonful of scrambled eggs with shrimp for the little girl. It was really like "nephew is like uncle" and "niece is like aunt". Lu Bingchen felt like seeing Xie Yiyi when she was five years old.
But at that time, Xie Yiyi seemed to be fatter than her, and her mouth was just as sweet.
Call him "Uncle Lu~"
"Thank you, godfather~"
"You're welcome~"
Lu Bingchen curled his lips and imitated the little girl's soft tone.
On the side, Xie Yiyi looked at the chicken leg on the plate, and heard the conversation between Lu Bingchen and Wen Niannian. The conversation between Lu Bingchen and her that afternoon before returning to the airport came to her mind. She opened her mouth and bit the chicken into pieces.
But, it’s really delicious…
Xie Yiyi looked at the spicy chicken plate in the middle of the table. Just as she was about to pick up her chopsticks, another piece of skinless chicken was placed on her plate.
"Do you like it? You and Nian Nian can't handle spicy food, so I'm making a slightly spicy version."
Xie Yiyi looked at him, and there was a hint of tenderness and kindness in the man's eyes.
She nodded, "Yeah, it's okay."
Not long after dinner, Lu Bingchen and Xie Yiyi drove away.
"Aci, I have something to deal with. I'm going to the study to take care of it."
Watching Lu Bingchen's car drive away from the villa yard, Xie Peizhou's cell phone vibrated, as if he had received an important message. The man's black eyes instantly turned cold, and then he explained to Wen Ci and walked towards the second floor.
"Oh." Wen Ci looked at his tall back and felt that the matter was quite serious. She took her daughter to the living room to watch TV, turning down the volume so as not to disturb him.
Study on the second floor.
Xie Peizhou had a cold expression on his face. He closed the study door and walked to the window.
There is a cold snow outside the window.
He opened the text messages again and saw the message from Song Wanqing, "Wen Ci, how have you been these past three days? Were you so nervous that you couldn't sleep all night? Tomorrow morning at 7:00, at the abandoned Fisherman's Wharf on Jingxi Road, if you want photos and videos from back then, come find me alone."
[…Humph, if there's another person besides you, then these photos and videos will become a household name. Your daughter, Xie Peizhou, your best friend Xie Yiyi, everyone's reputation and image will be ruined because of you!]
Xie Peizhou's eyes were cold, [OK]
The man was so brief that he didn't even want to send her more than one punctuation mark.
After sending the message, Xie Peizhou found the phone number of "Yan Yujiao" from the address book.
I dialed and the call was connected quickly.
Xie Peizhou: "Officer Yan, it's time to close the net."
…
At nine o'clock in the evening, with the help of Wen Ci, Wen Niannian washed her hair and took a bath independently. She wrapped her small body in a thick absorbent bath towel, stood on a small stool, and blew her hair with a hair dryer.
After blowing my hair for a long time, it dried successfully, but the hairstyle looked a bit like a chicken coop.
Wen Ci couldn't help but smile and praised her, "Nian Nian is awesome. She can already wash and dry her hair by herself. She's much better than other kids."
"Mommy~" Wen Niannian got down from the bench and hugged Wen Ci's waist coquettishly. Since moving to Yu Shui Bay, she felt that the fragrance of her mother was different, and it was increasingly resembling the scent of her uncle.
But after smelling it for a while, she got used to it.
And she knew that Mommy and Uncle were boyfriend and girlfriend now and might get married in the future.
After getting married, Mommy will sleep in the same room with Uncle Grandpa.
Husband and wife.
"Mommy, can you sleep with me one more night tonight? I want to hold you in my arms."
"Niannian, you've grown up now. You have to learn to sleep independently." Although Wen Ci said this, she couldn't bear to refuse when she heard her daughter's sweet and coquettish voice.
My daughter’s growth process is also her growth process.
On the one hand, she hopes that her daughter will grow up quickly and happily, but on the other hand, she hopes that time will pass more slowly so that her daughter can always stay by her side with such innocence and carefreeness.
Mother and daughter are connected by heart.
Wen Niannian noticed her mother's softness and coquettishly buried herself in her arms, "Mommy, just sleep with me for one more night, Mommy, you're the best~"
…
When Xie Peizhou came out of the study and saw that the master bedroom was pitch black, he knew that Wen Ci was kept by the little girl again tonight.
I sighed helplessly.
I opened WeChat and sent a message to Wen Ci, [Is the Emperor coming over tonight? /Looking forward to it]
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