Chapter 40 The conspicuous bag
The moon was bright in the sky, and most of the couples on the mountain top were together.
The mountain breeze was a little chilly at night, and Xi Mozhou took Qu Tao to sit on the grass in the leeward side.
It was a quiet night with occasional insects chirping. It was the first time that Qu Tao and Xi Mozhou had such a leisurely time sitting on the ground.
When they were together three years ago, it was the rising period of the Difeng Group. Xi Mozhou rarely took him out, and he tried his best to be gentle and sensible, and tried his best to play the role of a wise wife behind him.
Looking back now, the two of them skipped the passionate love period and moved in together directly, which was a bit regrettable.
Qu Tao held his chin with one hand, staring at the endless starry sky in a trance, and Xi Mozhou suddenly squatted in front of him, mysteriously.
"Wife, give me your hand."
"Why?"
"You didn't catch a bug to scare me, did you? Xi Mozhou, I tell you, if you dare to scare me, I will never forgive you."
Qu Tao stretched out half of his hand, hesitating to retract it. Xi Mozhou held his hand and pulled it in front of him.
"What's in your head all day long? Am I as bad as you say?"
"Aren't you bad? If you weren't bad, you would have messed up me and my company? Isn't what you are best at, saying one thing in front of people and another behind their backs..."
Qu Tao didn't finish his words. He noticed something was wrong with his ring finger and stopped talking.
Xi Mozhou put a grass ring on his ring finger and looked at him as if he was asking for credit.
"How is it? I made it myself."
"Childish."
Qu Tao looked at the ring that looked like a twisted rope and complained with disgust, but he had no intention of taking it off.
Xi Mozhou and his hand with the ring intertwined their fingers.
"You don't like it?"
"Isn't it a bit shabby for the dignified President Xi of Difeng to give someone a straw-woven ring?"
"Don't worry, when we get married, I will definitely give you the best."
"Narcissist, who agreed to marry you?"
Qu Tao rolled his eyes at him and looked into the distance. Xi Mozhou stretched out a hand, clamped his chin, and looked at him.
"If you don't marry me, who are you going to marry?"
"There are so many men in the world, why do you have to find you?"
His fingertips gently brushed across the bright red lips, and Xi Mozhou stared at him, his Adam's apple rolling.
"Your mouth is really unpleasant sometimes."
As if to verify how unpleasant this mouth is, Xi Mozhou kissed her forcefully after he finished speaking.
The autumn wind blew, bringing large areas of green grass up and down, and the chirping of insects nearby echoed rhythmically in the night.
The two figures blended into the night, and in a blink of an eye, they could not be distinguished from each other.
"Mo... Mozhou, stop."
A hoarse and confused voice, Xi Mozhou took a long breath, forced himself to suppress the impulse in his heart, got off him, and helped the person who had just been knocked down to sit up.
"You stay here and don't move, I'll go over there to get some fresh air and come back soon."
Looking at the back of the figure who hurriedly walked towards the wind, Qu Tao patted the grass debris stuck on his clothes and pants, and complained in a low voice.
"I'm afraid this guy has a tendency to self-abuse!"
When Xi Mozhou came back after a while, Qu Tao had already stood up and looked around.
"Are you impatient? Or are you worried that I will leave you here and run away?"
"If you run away, why should I worry? I'm looking for those two people. Have you seen them?"
There are so many couples on the top of the mountain, and it's hard not to see those two sitting upright.
The night is getting darker and darker, and the mountain breeze is getting colder and colder. Xi Mozhou approached, held the person in his arms and replied.
"Are you cold? Go find them down the mountain?"
"Well, say hello to them, let's go down first and solve the tent problem."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
When Han Feng saw Qu Tao and Xi Mozhou coming, he stood up from the stone slab and was visibly happy.
He felt like he was trying to find something to talk about when he had nothing to say. He was almost suffocated.
"Taozi, are we going down the mountain now?"
"Well, if you two haven't stayed long enough, you can stay a little longer."
"It's getting cold, let's go together."
Pei Zechen stood up and glanced at the straw ring on Qu Tao's ring finger. He walked to Xi Mozhou's side and teased him in a low voice.
"You're so grown up, but you're still so childish."
"What do you know? This is fun."
"Hehe...hehe..."
On the way back, Pei Zechen and Han Feng followed closely behind him, and they were about to surpass them.
Qu Tao was worried that Xi Mozhou would have trouble implementing his plan, so he gave him a few instructions and asked him to speed up. Then he slowed down and held back the two people behind him.
"When does Mr. Pei plan to get married? Has the wedding date been set?"
"The two families are still discussing it. Didn't Han Feng tell you?"
"Yes, but the weather has turned colder. Shouldn't you speed up the process? Or are you planning to get married in the spring next year?"
Qu Tao and Han Feng are afraid of the cold. What they hate most is winter. When they were in college, whenever winter came, the two of them liked to stay in the dormitory except for the required courses.
"Are you anxious?"
Pei Zechen did not answer Qu Tao's question, but turned to Han Feng, who was speechless.
Is there anyone who asks people like this? Does he have to answer that he is anxious and can't wait to get married?
Qu Tao took in Han Feng's expression, gave him a soothing look, and smiled and took over the conversation.
"Boss Pei, what you are asking is... our Fengzi is still young, how could he be anxious? I am the one who is drinking and looking for an excuse."
Pei Zechen is four years older than Han Feng. After a moment of silence, he understood the sarcasm in Qu Tao's words.
"Boss Qu means... I am old?"
"How dare I, Boss Pei is 28 now, in the prime of life, how could he be old?"
Pei Zechen's expression just eased up when Qu Tao changed the subject.
"But when President Pei was thirty, my Fengzi should have only been twenty-six."
Qu Tao's tone was as gentle as the smile on his face, but his words were murderous.
"So when you two are together, the one who should be least anxious is my Fengzi."
"President Pei, what do you think, am I right?"
On the surface of inquiry, but in reality, Pei Zechen coughed lightly and nodded silently.
I really don't know how Xi Mozhou can bear such a sharp tongue?
He gave you a well-founded argument, but he didn't leave you any room to refute
. If you really argue with reason, you will be known as a petty person.
When the three of them were about to reach the camping center, Xi Mozhou saw them and came to meet them from a distance.
"There are only two tents left. I will sleep with my son Taotao tonight, and the other one is for you two."
"Didn't we set up three tents? What happened?"
"It was probably because of the strong wind. It was blown away when we went up the mountain."
"There's an extra one in the trunk. I'll go get it."
Pei Zechen frowned and turned to the parking area. Xi Mozhou grabbed him in time.
"Don't go. I just checked. There was a big hole in that tent. I threw it away."
Conspiracy, coincidence? Pei Zechen looked at Xi Mozhou with a pair of eagle eyes.
"Are you sure?"
Xi Mozhou's face sank with guilt and he was not happy.
"Nonsense, did I throw it into the trash can for no reason? It's getting late, hurry up and wash up and go to bed."
Seeing that he had done a good job in telling Xi Mozhou what to do, Qu Tao took the initiative to walk to his side and told the other two.
"It's windy here, if it's cold in the middle of the night, just hug each other to keep warm, okay?"
Han Feng and Pei Zechen looked at each other, each with their own thoughts, and said nothing.
Qu Tao quietly winked at Han Feng, and turned to someone with his eyebrows twisted together.
"Mr. Pei, you two are engaged, you won't be embarrassed to let my crazy son take the initiative, right?"
"Wife, what about me? I'm most afraid of the cold, can we also sleep in each other's arms?"
Xi Mozhou saw the opportunity to take advantage of it, and Qu Tao didn't wait for the other two to reply, gave him a wary look, and walked towards one of the tents.
"Conspicuous bag, is the sleeping bag in the tent just for display?"
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