Fu Jing withdrew his eyes.

"I didn't see anything, I was distracted."

Pei Jingxiu didn't know where he got the oil-paper umbrella. He strode back and reached the door. He raised his eyes and looked in. His features were indifferent, like a god or a Buddha.

He held what Fu Jing wanted in his hand and shook it to express that he had completed the task.

Li Qingge looked at Pei Jingxiu and suddenly thought of a certain novel of the Republic of China that he had read before. Pei Jingxiu fit the role of the male protagonist very well.

A rich young man who was born into a warlord, on the surface he is as gentle as jade, ascetic and indifferent; in fact, he is calculating and fierce at every step.

Sometimes, Pei Jingxiu really looks a lot like his older brother.

Pei Jingxiu nodded Li Qingge's head.

"In a daze?"

"Um."

Fu Jing glanced at the two people.

"It's been three years and I still haven't taken him to meet his parents!"

Li Qingge and Pei Jingxiu looked at each other, and they were of the same caliber.

Fu Jing simply didn't care about them.

"Do you know anything about porcelain?"

"have no idea."

Fu Jing looked at Li Qingge's silly and cute look.

"You are honest."

"There aren't many people here today, so I'm not in a hurry to learn."

"oh."

Fu Jing thought for a while and looked at the young couple.

"In this case, why not accompany me somewhere?"

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The steps paved with bluestones were wet at the moment, and from time to time there would be a small puddle, and when you step on it, the water would splash out.

Li Qingge raised his head and looked at the endless stairs, his calves felt weak.

She hates exercise the most.

I don’t know how long I climbed before I reached the top. There was actually a temple on the top of the mountain.

But it looks like it's dilapidated and uninhabited.

Fu Jing rhythmically pressed the iron ring on the door.

The door creaked.

He is a little monk.

Li Qingge looked at Pei Jingxiu, and Pei Jingxiu understood the words in Li Qingge's eyes and touched Li Qingge's back, comforting Li Qingge invisibly.

Fu Jing's back was extremely straight, and he walked silently in front.

Li Qingge had never worshiped Buddha before, so he was afraid that he had done something wrong, so he paid extra careful attention to Fu Jing's every move.

After briefly worshiping Buddha and burning incense, Li Qingge was taken to the back mountain by Fu Jing.

Before leaving, he looked at Li Qingge turning his head three times every step of the way.

Fu Jing also teased Li Qingge.

Li Qingge's face turned red.

After calling her aunt countless times, I stopped the joking.

"how did you guys meet?"

"We are from the same company, so it is more convenient."

Fu Jing glanced at Li Qingge.

"At that time, he said he wanted to get married, and we were very surprised. He is an independent child. Since he has decided, we will not stop him."

"But when you get married, why do you feel like you have a fake marriage?"

Hearing this, Li Qingge couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Where."

"We didn't even get married or hold a wedding. We just got a certificate in a hurry. We didn't even have a honeymoon."

Li Qingge thought about it carefully and it seemed like this.

But their marriage was not intentional by Lang Youqing and his concubine, but they were pulled out to be used as cannon fodder very purposefully.

So after getting a certificate, Li Qingge felt that it was almost enough.

"It will happen in the future."

Fu Jing stopped and held Li Qingge's hands with both hands.

"We parents hope for nothing more than that you, your children, can live a good life."

"If you say that, his mother is relieved."

"Axiu has been wandering around since he was a child. You can give him a home, which is a hard-earned blessing for him."

Li Qingge felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Why does she feel that Pei Jingxiu's mask is falling off layer by layer!


Chapter completed!