I, Qing Huan

After waiting in the garage for ten minutes, Cheng came in a hurry tomorrow night, opened the rear door and sat in.

"Good master, good ancestors."

Knowing that Qinghuan had accepted the fact that "The ancestor is just a nickname for Nanyang", Ming Cheng began to call the ancestor openly. Otherwise, Nan Yang's name would be too much, and she would come back to reprimand herself for the crime.

Qing Huan glanced at Ming Wan Cheng in the rearview mirror. Tonight Cheng was very interesting to wear today, a yellow cashmere sweater, paired with a pair of blue jeans with suspenders, chestnut hair softly draped over her shoulders, making her look like a long-haired little yellow man. However, an eighteen-year-old girl should be like this, youthful and beautiful like the sun at seven or eight o'clock.

Ming Wancheng's physical age is 18 years old, and the age of the ID card she is currently using has reached a high degree of uniformity, which is also 18 years old. In ancient times, it was possible to get married at the age of eighteen, but the modern eighteen-year-old is just a girl who has just stepped out of high school. No matter how many years she has lived, her face is still childish, with cheeks on her cheeks. A little bit cute and loving baby fat.

She is really cute.

Nanyang is somewhat of a face control. She was originally a dignified, reserved, pure-hearted monk, and was seduced by Qing Huan's charming face to bed again and again. None of the other disciples of Beifang can get her preference, but Cheng can be ok tomorrow night. In addition to her being a disciple of Qing Huan, there is a large part of the reason-Ming Wan Cheng's appearance is really very cute.

Ah Cheng's eyes are round and big, and the eyelashes are long and curled, like a deer standing by the side of a stream, with sultry agility in the clarity. When she blinked, she would make people want to buy all the candy in the world and feed them one by one into her mouth.

But when she was guilty, Nanyang would really consider putting dirty pills in her mouth.

Qing Huan drove the car. She clamped the phone to the front bracket and turned on the navigation to see the location of the mall that she had agreed with Qi Yi. Nanyang finally finished the game in his hand, and his neck was sore that he put it down and stopped playing.

"Master, has Teacher Qi arrived?" Cheng asked with a grin, lying on the back of the front seat.

"Alright, she just got off the plane."

"Oh..." Cheng's big eyes rolled around tomorrow night, "Today is the New Year's Day, why did Teacher Qi come to visit the class? Doesn't she have to spend the New Year with her family?"

Qing Huan smiled, "Xiaoyi’s parents are very busy and basically don’t have time to accompany her. I heard her say that her parents went abroad again a few days ago, and I don’t know much about academic research. Xiaoyi yesterday New Year’s Eve is spent alone."

"Teacher Qi is so pitiful." Cheng felt a little painful tomorrow night.

"Fortunately, as you know, she is a high school teacher. Her students like her, and she should have sent a lot of blessings last night."

"But there is still no one to accompany her." Mingwan Cheng gently knocked the soft chair back with his chin, "If she is alone next year, I will accompany her."

Qing Huan couldn't help laughing: "Think too far. You are young, Xiao Yi may not want to develop so deeply with you."

Nan Yang rubbed the corner of her eyes expressionlessly.

young?

An old thing who has lived more than 3,000 years old, young?

They were chatting, and the mobile phone clipped in front for navigation suddenly jumped out of the video request interface.

Qing Huan glanced at it and connected.

"Dad, Mom, happy new year." She smiled gently at the camera.

On the small screen, Zhu Jun and Yu Fengli, two middle-aged people huddled together, wearing red coats, appeared to be eating dumplings at the table. They smiled brightly, both of them wanted to enter the country, and both wanted to go forward. Zhu Jun picked up a dumpling and put it in the camera: "Girl, happy new year! Come and eat dumplings!"

"I've eaten this morning," Qing Huan's voice was soft and a little coquettish, "You guys eat more."

"Your dad prepared the New Year's Eve money for you. You are busy with work again this year and can't come back," Yu Fengli pretended to snorted. "We put it under the pillow in your bedroom. Remember to take it next time you come back. "

"I'm married, so what kind of New Year money do I need." Qing Huan shook her head helplessly, "Besides, someone gave it to me."

Zhu Jun said sourly: "Oh, your wife gave it to you?"

Qing Huan glanced at Nan Yang, who was silent beside her, and the smile in her eyes overflowed, "Well, she gave it to me."

"Look at the expression on your face, your smile is about to bloom." Zhu Jun tweeted, "That's it, you quarreled with me alive and dead at first, saying you didn't want to marry her at all. Now you know. Is it? Your father didn't harm you, right?"

"You haven't seen her before. If she treats me badly, won't you still kill me?"

"Hey, you little bastard! Dad now talks back and you talk back. You should talk to Boss Nan and let her take care of you. You don't know how to respect your elders every day, and don't know what you want to do?"

Nan Yang raised his eyebrows.

Indeed, she never knew to respect her elders.

Not only disrespect, but even desperately bullying the "elders" on the bed.

"I won't say anything. I'm driving. I'll call you back at night." Qing Huan glanced at Nanyang beside her and asked softly, "Would you like to say a happy new year to them?"

Zhu Jun became excited: "Boss Nan is by your side? Boss Nan, happy new year! Come back with the girl if you have time, and I will ask her mother to make some good food for you."

Yu Fengli asked Zhu Jun with a smile: "Should I call her son-in-law or daughter-in-law?"

"Our girl was married and should be called a son-in-law."

Yu Fengli nodded and said to the camera: "My son-in-law, remember to come back when you have time, what do you want to eat? I will send it to me in advance and I will make it for you."

Nan Yang pursed her lips, still did not choose to be in the lens, but said faintly from the camera: "Happy New Year."

Zhu Jun and Yu Fengli said a few words of blessing, and then hung up the video, not to disturb Qing Huan's driving.

Nanyang propped his chin and looked at the tall buildings passing by the window.

that's nice.

Qing Huan finally has parents who love her.

With kind parents and a loyal wife, she will be perfect in her life.

She tossed around for three thousand years, just to make her complete the first life. To see her happiness is my own happiness.

Because Qing Huanzhong used the video call indirectly, a section of the road was blindly opened. The result was an overpass that shouldn't be taken. It took them another twenty minutes to get off the overpass and walk on the right road.

When they arrived at the mall, all three of them wore masks. To some extent, the three of them are all public figures. Although they have different reputations, they will be recognized by fans who circulate outside. Wearing masks is safer.

Because of the delay of the twenty minutes, Qi Yi had already arrived at the restaurant they had agreed upon, and sent a WeChat message to Qinghuan to tell them where he was sitting, and asked them to go there quickly.

Tomorrow night Cheng started to feel embarrassed as soon as he entered the mall, so he had to go to the jewelry store. It was too inappropriate to say that I saw Qi Yi for the first time and didn't prepare gifts.

Nan Yang and Qing Huan couldn't help her, so they had to follow her around Zhou Dasheng and Laomiao Gold on the first floor. The cabinet sister knew that they were rich people by looking at the clothes of the three people, and rushed over to receive them. Tomorrow night will be very straightforward, and the call depends on the diamond ring.

Qing Huan twitched the corners of her mouth.

I haven't seen the face yet, so I'm sending a diamond ring.

Nanyang stood far away, holding his arms and quietly watching Mingwan Cheng lying on the glass counter and pointing around. Qing Huan walked over and stood beside her without speaking, quietly waiting for tomorrow night to pick up gifts.

"We are married, it seems that we don't have a diamond ring." Nan Yang suddenly said, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while, as if it was indeed the case, "Um...Yes, just... just got the certificate."

"Do you want it?" Nan Yang turned his head to look at her, "If you want, pick one too."

Qing Huan smiled reluctantly: "It's too rash."

"Well, indeed." Nanyang glanced around. The diamond rings here are too cheap. If you really want to give it, you should give it a style that can't be bought easily.

Qing Huan looked at the glass cabinet next to him, suddenly bent over, and touched the glass with his fingertips.

"Look at these ear studs," Qing Huan said with a little excitement, "Isn't it pretty?"

The pair of earrings she pointed to was a pair of diamond earrings, with six delicate small corners, which looked like two small snowflakes. The stud earrings are made of six circles and one inlay. Each stud has a 6-point main stone and six 16-point auxiliary stones, which are shining brightly under the illumination of the overhead light. The small label next to it says its price: 4919 yuan.

"If you like it, buy it." Nanyang didn't look closely, and directly threw these four words.

Qing Huan looked at it for a while, and when she raised her eyes, her ears were reddish: "I want to wear it with you. You wear one and I wear one."

"...Hmm." Nan Yang responded.

Qing Huan tilted her head to look at her, then frowned, "But, you don't seem to have pierced ears."

Nanyang is an ancient person. She has her own set of principles, so she has no trace of being infected by modern elements even today. She doesn't know how to make up, she doesn't wear jewelry for herself, and naturally she doesn't pierce her ears.

"Buy if you like it, it's fine."

Nanyang just said.

Qing Huan nodded, "Okay, then buy it."

She can wear it by herself. These earrings look good, and she likes them at first sight.

Over there tomorrow night Cheng also picked a Mobius ring-like ring with a small diamond inlaid in a circle, very beautiful style. This kind of ring with an unobviously large diamond is more everyday and will not scare people when sent.

When checking out, Nanyang naturally walked to the POS machine and paid for them.

Tomorrow night Cheng couldn't help feeling: "Is there a better shopping partner than her? No words, no beeps, no complaints, no gestures, and only come forward at the checkout. Ah... if you already have Qi in your heart Teacher, I want to marry..."

Qing Huan gave her a leisurely look.

Cheng shut up tomorrow night.