120 Want To See Li Xiwu And Confirm It Again!
Li Xiwu looked up at Pei Jingzhouâs calm face. For some reason, she found it a little funny. âYouâan didnât know we would come. Also, donât be so anxious next time.â
Pei Jingzhouâs expression was not good when he was interrupted. At this moment, Li Xiwu handed him a candy. Pei Jingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the candy she handed him. âDid you make it yourself?â
Li Xiwu nodded. âSnowflake pastry. I made a lot last time.â
Pei Jingzhou took the snowflake pastry and saw that she was holding a sealed jar in her arms. There were only a few snowflake pastries left. âIs this all there is?â
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Li Xiwu pursed her lips and smiled. âYes.â
Pei Jingzhouâs face darkened. âIf we donât come, this bastard will empty this place.â
Li Xiwu said, âNot to that extent. Actually, there are quite a fewââ
âBut thereâs not much left,â Pei Jingzhou added.
It was true, so Li Xiwu didnât argue. Pei Jingzhou peeled the candy wrapper and ate it. He turned around and returned to the front of the cabinet. When he opened the cabinet, he saw that the rows of sealed jars were not empty, but there were not many left.
Pei Jingzhou said, âYou took in a Taotie.â
Li Xiwu walked over. âYouâan is growing.â
Pei Jingzhou closed the cabinet. âHe had only increased in size but not in IQ.â
Li Xiwu couldnât help but laugh. He was really his biological brother. He was extremely sarcastic. They both sat down. Li Xiwu took out the peach blossom wine she had brewed previously and poured herself a glass without pouring it for Pei Jingzhou.
Pei Jingzhou just looked at her.
Li Xiwu explained, âFourth Brother is injured now. You have to abstain from alcohol.â
Pei Jingzhou asked, âI canât even try it?â
Li Xiwu was silent for a moment before pouring Pei Jingzhou a little peach blossom wine. âA light taste is fine.â
Pei Jingzhou took the cup and looked at the pitifully small amount of peach blossom wine inside. âYouâre more precise than a doctor.â
Li Xiwu raised an eyebrow. âOf course.â
Pei Jingzhou smelled it. âIt smells good. When did you brew it?â
Li Xiwu slowly savored it. âAt the beginning of the year.â She took a video and posted it on Mother Dragonâs account. The Peach Blossom Wine was also trending at that time.
Pei Jingzhou took a sip. âGood brew.â
Anyone would be happy to be praised for the results. Li Xiwu said, âGet better as soon as possible. You can drink to your heartâs content then.â
Pei Jingzhouâs eyes darkened. âIt will get better soon.â
His gaze was like a hook as Li Xiwu looked away unnaturally. Thinking of his wound, she shifted her gaze to his injured arm. âIs the wound okay?â
Pei Jingzhou said, âItâs not a big problem.â
Li Xiwu pursed her lips. âYou made me worry after being injured.â
Pei Jingzhou smiled. âItâs just my hand that was injured, not anywhere else. It wonât affect me.â He said it so casually. But the gauze on his hand was wrapped from his hand to his arm. It was obvious that the wound was very deep.
She looked at him. âYou want to spill blood on the spot?â
Pei Jingzhou raised his hand and tucked the hair on her forehead behind her ear. His movements were natural and intimate. âNot to that extent. I can control it well.â
Li Xiwu slapped his hand away. âWhat else can you think except this?â
Pei Jingzhou said seriously, âIâm researching new tricks so that you wonât get tired of it.â
Li Xiwu: ââ¦â
She took a sip of the peach blossom wine and fell silent. The more they chatted, the more dirty it became.
âComing, coming. The rice noodles are ready.â Pei Youâan walked in with a bowl of rice noodles. After putting it down, he quickly touched his earlobe. âWait, thereâs another bowl.â Then he ran to the kitchen and brought the second bowl over. âBrother, Sister-in-law, eat while itâs hot.â
Li Xiwu had prepared the rice noodles beforehand, and she had also mixed the ingredients bag herself. Pei Youâan had already shown off five portions of rice noodles in the past two days. It couldnât be helped. It was really too delicious. If it werenât for the fact that he was a little afraid of living alone, he really wanted to live here for the rest of his life.
Pei Youâan rubbed his hands and sat down. He rubbed his hands and realized that his brother was looking at him. Pei Youâan paused. âBrother, whatâs wrong?â
Pei Jingzhou praised, âYour skills are not bad.â
Pei Youâan raised his hand and scratched behind his ear in embarrassment. âItâs alright, itâs alright. I can barely make it. Anyway, I wonât starve to death outside.â
Pei Jingzhou asked him, âHave you eaten?â
Pei Youâan smiled foolishly. âYes.â
Pei Jingzhouâs gaze was unfriendly. âWhy are you sitting here after eating?â
The smile on Pei Youâanâs lips disappeared. He stood up consciously and did not forget to complain before he left. âBrother, youâre so dictatorial.â
Pei Jingzhou picked up his chopsticks and handed them to Li Xiwu. âIf I were a dictator, you would have been chased out by now.â
Pei Youâan: ââ¦â
After finding his book, Pei Youâan went out and turned around to go next door. After taking a few steps, he turned around and leaned against the door frame. âBrother, that⦠Iâm going to do the papers.â
Pei Jingzhou picked up the spoon on the table and threw it at Pei Youâan.
Pei Youâan reached out and caught it. He surprised himself. âIâm so impressive.â Pei Youâan returned with the spoon and placed it carefully on the table. âBrother, I wanted to say⦠be quiet.â With that, he put down the spoon and Pei Youâan immediately slipped away.
Li Xiwu tried her best to suppress the smile on her lips and reminded him, âFor the sake of the adolescentâs physical and mental health, Fourth Brother, letâs wash up and sleep after eating.â
Pei Jingzhou: ââ¦â
God knew how much Pei Jingzhou regretted suddenly changing his mind and coming to the small courtyard. If he had known, he wouldnât have come.
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The Pei residence in the wealthy district was brightly lit.
Han Qianye had already washed up. It was time for her to take care of herself. Not long ago, she called her youngest son and found out about the transfer. She put on a mask and went to look for Pei Qingji. âHubby! Hubby!â
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Pei Qingji was wiping his beloved small fishing rod. When he heard his wife approaching, he was so frightened that he quickly hid the small fishing rod under the bed. When he stood up, Han Qianye had already entered.
Han Qianye frowned. âWhat are you hiding?â
Pei Qingji was calm. ââ¦Guess.â
Han Qianye walked closer. âYou bought a fishing rod again?â
âNo, how is that possible!â Pei Qingji denied it and pretended to be calm. âI stopped fishing long ago.â No one would believe that.
Han Qianye was about to bend down to look under the bed when Pei Qingji pulled Han Qianye back and conjured a gem with his hand like magic. âItâs here.â
Han Qianye looked at the pink-orange gem in Pei Qingjiâs hand. âYo.â
Pei Qingji thought to himself, Fortunately, he was prepared. He had just bought this Padparadscha gem a while ago. He had originally planned to make it into a necklace and surprise his wife on the day of the 27th anniversary of their marriage.
In order to protect his beloved little fishing rod tonight, he could only take it out first. He would prepare another anniversary gift.
âDo you want to make it into a ring or a necklace?â Pei Qingji asked.
What Han Qianye cared about was, âWhen did you buy it?â
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Pei Qingji answered truthfully, âI bid for it last month.â
Han Qianye asked again, âHow much did it cost?â
Pei Qingji recalled. â8.6 million.â
Han Qianye carefully put away the gem. âThe other gems might be a little shabby at eight million yuan. But the Padparadscha is alright. Iâll make a necklace for Xixi.â
Pei Qingji: â?â
Han Qianye had completely forgotten the business of looking for her husband. She returned to the bedroom and put away the gem. She took her phone and prepared to contact the jewelry shop to design a style for her necklace. Coincidentally, as soon as she picked up her phone, she saw a call from Madam Di Xin.
Han Qianye remembered the trending topic yesterday and picked up the phone. âHello~â
âQianye, itâs me.â Madam Di Xinâs voice came on the line. âIâll see you tomorrow. Is that okay?â
There was no variety show recording or live broadcast tomorrow, so she naturally had time. However, Han Qianye could not tell what Madam Di Xin was thinking. âSure, sure. Ask me out alone?â
On the other end of the line, Madam Di Xin pondered for a moment and asked gently, âCan you bring Miss Li?â