As he spoke, his fingertips slid to her collarbone.
Qiuhong was surprised and delighted. She quickly squatted down and said, "Yes, thank you for your understanding, Master."
In the study, Tu Qingyu didn't look like it was his first time there.
As soon as she entered, she saw her favorite snacks on the desk. Her eyes were filled with surprise and joy. "Uncle Pei, how did you know I would come?"
The personal attendant outside the door was secretly complaining.
This is not known in advance, it is obvious that the chef in the mansion is already very skilled in making these pastries.
They had already been doing it the moment Miss Tu followed the adults into the mansion.
I put it in the study before the adults entered the room.
The next second, he heard his own adults teasing the children.
"Count on your fingers."
"Tsk, you're still here?"
"I know a thing or two." He glanced at the cakes on the table. "Eat."
"Thank you, Uncle Pei." She picked up the pastries on the table and ate them. Pei Jian didn't ask her what the problem was.
While eating, the Buddhist beads in her hand appeared again.
He stared at her for a while, and before he moved away, Tu Qingyu suddenly caught him peeking.
"Uncle Pei, why are you looking at these Buddhist beads like that?" She raised her hand, and the sunlight outside the window shone on her fair wrist. The rosewood Buddhist beads seemed to come alive at this moment.
A warm yellow halo covered it, as if it was the Buddha's light from ancient times.
"...Beautiful." After a long time, he finally uttered these two words.
"You are still praising the gift you gave me." She smiled with her eyebrows curved and her eyes sparkling, so pure, yet seemed to be captivating.
She waved her hand. "But it does look good. Thank you, Uncle Pei."
He paused, looking at the trust and joy in the girl's eyes, and a faint ripple appeared in his heart.
"How do you know this is from me?"
"Isn't it obvious?" She curled her lips, her eyes full of criticism, "That Pei Kangsheng has either a pearl hairpin or some other plaything, none of which he likes, except this one today."
She touched the beads in her hand and said, "This is the only one I like at first sight, but..."
"What?"
She stood up, clapped her hands, walked to Pei Jian, and reached out to press his wrist with the Buddhist beads. "I still like the one on Uncle Pei's hand better."
Pei Jian lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long moment, he spoke again, "These two strings of beads are from the same source and were made by the same eminent monk. They have been blessed and there is no difference between them."
"How can there be no difference?" She asked as a matter of course, "Uncle Pei, you have worn this before."
Pei Jian's pupils dilated slightly. What do you mean, he has worn it before?
Does she even know what she is talking about?
Seeing him stunned, Tu Qingyu reached out and patted his face, "Uncle Pei?"
"You!" He grabbed her hand without saying a word, but the word "outrageous" was clearly written in his eyes.
"Uncle Pei, why are you so angry?" She muttered softly, "Isn't it just a pat on the face? I didn't use much force."
He took a deep breath, "I am your elder."
She sat down next to him, resting her elbows on the table, her chin on her palm, and just looked up at him. "But you're not that much older than me."
"sixteen."
If he had married and had children normally, he could have had a girl.
But she still looked innocent, "Is sixteen a big age? In the opera, it says, you were born before I was born..."
"Shut up!" His usually handsome and calm face finally showed some panic. "You shouldn't say these things to me."
Tu Qingyu immediately frowned, her face full of grievance, "Are you mean to me?"
As she spoke, her eyes became red.
Pei Jian moved his fingers, finally glanced away, and said dryly, "Don't cry, I'm not mean to you."
"You do!" She showed her stubbornness to the fullest. "You just said it fiercely, shut up!"
She glared, as if imitating his angry look.
But when her round almond-shaped eyes opened, they were clearly just cute.
"See, that's what you are."
"I didn't..." Seeing that she was about to pout again, he quickly changed his words, "My fault."
"An apology always comes with compensation." As she said this, her eyes glanced at the beads on his wrist.
Pei Jian:?
He sighed helplessly, "Do you want this string so much?"
"Yes, I want it." She nodded, "Uncle Pei, will you give it to me?"
After a moment of silence, he took off the beads from his wrist and handed them to her.
But she was still dissatisfied and held out her fist, "I hope Uncle Pei can put it on me."
He looked at the little girl's happy smile and felt that his bottom line was really getting lower and lower.
Although this request seemed rude before, he would now think that she just wanted a string of beads, so what's wrong with giving it to her?
She has a small wrist, so she can wear it easily, and the beads are obviously not sticking to her wrist.
"Bigger."
"What does it matter?" She took the opportunity to put the beads on her other hand on his hand. "I'll give you this one, but it's too small. Ask someone to bring in needle and thread, and I'll make a new one for you."
The moment the still warm bead touched his wrist, his heart was beating wildly.
Reason told him that their behavior now, as if exchanging tokens of love, was wrong.
The person in front of him will be the wife of his adopted son in the future.
She is his nominal daughter-in-law.
They shouldn't have so many intersections, as these intersections are not tolerated by the secular world.
If he continues to indulge her, it will harm her.
However, seeing the smile in the little girl's eyes, he nodded and slowly said one word, "Okay."
After bringing the needle and thread, she sat aside quietly stringing beads while he handled official business at the desk.
The whole study was filled with the sound of beads colliding with each other.
The followers standing by and grinding wanted to lower their heads to the ground.
After a while, she looked up and said, "Okay."
Pei Jian put on a string of rosewood Buddhist beads on his hand again, but this time, it was obviously more special.
Next to a dozen smaller Buddhist beads were several of his own original size beads, and at intervals there was a crystal clear purple jade.
The purple beads were the same size as Buddhist beads, and there were some scriptures engraved on them.
The text is very small, which shows how good the carving is.
"This is..." He lowered his eyes and stroked the purple bead, his eyes rare and gentle.
"This is the most beautiful stone I found in my storehouse. I carved some scriptures on it to keep you safe."
She placed her hand on Pei Jian's wrist again, her eyes filled with sincerity, "May Uncle Pei be healthy and live a long life."
"Did you carve it yourself?"
"Yes, I carved it myself."
He grabbed her hand and discovered that there were some tiny scratches on her tender fingertips.
A strange feeling flashed through his mind. He never thought that such a delicate girl would do such a thing.
"Don't do it anymore."
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