Chapter 117 I want her to call him brother

Qi Jiashu looked at Li Zhi with a vague thought.

Seeing her peaceful sleeping face and the pretty little mole on the tip of her nose, he felt as if a time tunnel had pulled him back to twenty-four years ago.

He rocked A-yu's soft princess bed.

Afraid that she would cry, so I coaxed her to sleep.

He was looking forward to her growing up quickly and speaking. He wanted to hear her calling him "brother" with a bright smile.

Sang Ying turned and looked at Qi Jiashu's profile.

However, this mature man, who had always been cynical and seemed to live a heartless life, had slightly red eyes.

She knows Qi Jiashu best.

I have seen him return disappointed countless times after searching for his sister in vain, and after getting himself drunk, he would always have red eyes as he hated the summer that he could not protect his sister.

Or maybe it's when you're sober and you're on the racing track, wanting to step on the accelerator as fast as you can, regretting why you didn't have the speed and ability you have now.

Sang Ying put her hand on Qi Jiashu's shoulder.

Apply slight force and pinch lightly.

Qi Jiashu turned his head with his Adam's apple slightly sliding, looking at her. Sang Ying did not show any jealousy at all, only understanding and comfort.

But when she opened her lips, she said in disgust: "Okay, stop embarrassing yourself, or you'll smear your snot on me again."

Qi Jiashu's emotions were almost instantly controlled.

The feeling that had just been brewing was immediately stabbed back by Sang Ying's words. He hissed in displeasure, "When did I wipe my snot on you?"

"No?" Sang Ying glanced at him with her beautiful eyes.

She shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly: "If there is no, then I just remembered it wrongly. Anyway, it doesn't stop you from being a little crybaby."

"Me? Little crybaby?"

"Aren't you?"

"I am not that! I am the Iron Man!"

"oh."

"Oh, what do you mean? You don't accept it?"

"I don't want to bother with you."

"No, pay attention to me, pay attention to me! Pay attention to me now! You have to explain to me the matter of the crybaby and the snot-wiping matter today."

The young couple chattered incessantly.

Qi Jiashu bowed his neck and leaned towards Sang Ying. The two of them were facing each other and had already turned down the volume.

But Li Zhi still felt a buzzing in her ears.

She happened to have had enough sleep, and subconsciously rubbed Lou Yanjing's shoulder lightly: "Hmm..."

A murmur of awakening.

The two people who were arguing in the front row suddenly fell silent.

Qi Jiashu turned his head quickly and saw Li Zhi rubbing her sleepy eyes and waking up: "Where are we?"

Fortunately, Li Zhi was not in a bad mood when she woke up.

Her eyelashes were slightly raised, perhaps because she had just woken up, and her long eyelashes were wet and formed into fairy-like clusters.

Her eyes, which were already clear and moist like lychees, were even more watery at this moment, with a hint of red at the corners of her eyes, revealing a stunning charm like a crabapple blossom hit by rain.

Li Zhi turned to look out the window: "Hey? The snow has stopped."

The sky became clear again during this journey of viewing the four seasons, but the temperature was still low due to the high altitude.

"Yeah, there was snow just in that section, but it cleared up when we got around the other side of the mountain." Sang Ying rested his head on the co-pilot's seat and glanced lazily and casually at Li Zhi.

Qi Jiashu still looked at her eagerly.

He curled his lips and smiled wantonly: "Are you hungry, sister Zhizhi? Let's eat something first and then continue walking."

Li Zhi: “…”

She glanced at Qi Jiashu, then turned her eyes to look at Lou Yanjing and nodded: "I am a little hungry."

Qi Jiashu perked up almost instantly.

He opened the car door and stepped out: "Come on, get out of the car. I think the trunk can be temporarily converted into a camping tent. Let's make some simple barbecue and self-heating pots."

It's hard to find restaurants along this stretch of road.

Most people who travel by car prepare their own meals, and the most advanced one is just barbecuing with a portable grill.

The program team is fully prepared.

Qi Jiashu has always been a playful person, and he is very good at playing the drums and using the portable grill.

Sang Ying followed him out of the car and did it together.

But Li Zhi and Lou Yanjing only know how to eat.

Anyone who dares to let these two ancestors touch anything related to cooking will probably end up with a car that blows up.

A couple is responsible for doing it.

One couple is responsible for eating.

To some extent, there is a clear division of labor.

Qi Jiashu did it very quickly.

There are ready-made ingredients in the trunk of the off-road vehicle, including freshly skewered and marinated barbecued meat, which is kept in an ice pack in a foam box. You can just take it out and put it on the grill.

When the hot pot starts to simmer.

The meat is already grilled.

Before long, the area around the off-road vehicle was filled with aromas, including steam from self-heating pots of various flavors and the sizzling aroma of barbecue sprinkled with cumin.

"It smells so good." Li Zhiming smiled charmingly, "I didn't expect Jiaojiao to be so good at this."

Sang Ying's eyes curled up slightly as she helped Qi Jiashu turn the barbecue over. Every move she made was enough to control him: "Him? There's nothing he's not good at when it comes to playing."

She approached Li Zhi and asked, "Are you even hungrier?"

Li Zhi sat on a small camping stool, holding her cheek with one hand coquettishly, and nodded: "Even hungrier."

"Eat first if you're hungry." Qi Jiashu said.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and snatched the skewer from Sang Ying's hand and put it together with the barbecue in his own hand.

Don't let her help anymore.

Then he brought a bowl of spicy tender beef hot pot to Sang Ying, and took the opportunity to inquire about Li Zhi's preferences: "Do you like spicy food?"

Two servings of spicy and non-spicy self-heating pots.

Qi Jiashu knew that Sang Ying loved spicy food, and he also knew that Lou Yanjing was very averse to chili peppers, but he had no idea about the taste of his biological sister who had been lost and found again.

Lou Yanjing stretched out her long legs in a wanton manner.

He took a step ahead of Qi Jiashu and handed the tomato-flavored self-heating pot to Li Zhi: "She doesn't want to eat it."

"You tell me?" Qi Jiashu gritted his teeth.

Are you showing off now?

You've known his sister for eight years! And we went from being good friends to being her husband! You're showing off because you know her preferences, right?

Qi Jiashu wanted to stick a stake into him.

While staring at it unhappily, he subconsciously divided the barbecue into two portions, leaving half without sprinkling chili on it.