Qingyue felt that she was not lying, although she didn't think there was anything good here.

Since childhood, she has lived in the most luxurious palace, the simplest cold palace, and the most peaceful courtyard...

No matter where she is, she can live and strive to live well.

For this reason, even if Ji Qiuyu is not so good, it cannot be compared with Ji's house.

However, when seeing Ji Qiuyu's face with a gentle smile, Qingyue felt that she couldn't say anything blunt.

So, because of Xie Nuanyang's answer, Ji Qiuyu became in a particularly good mood.

"Oh, I forgot. Come and have a drink. I've drunk wine before, and I'm afraid your stomach will be upset." Ji Qiuyu said, picking up the bowl of soup on the table and delivering it to Xie Nuanyang.

Looking at the bowl of soup and smelling the smell, Qingyue took it, but looked at Ji Qiuyu with some confusion.

Seeing this, Ji Qiuyu said, "This is sweet soup. I'm afraid you feel hungry when you get up, so I made it."

"Brother Qiuyu, did you do it?" Qingyue turned his head slightly and asked.

Ji Qiuyu lowered her head a little embarrassedly and said, "Well, I don't have many people here, so I have to do it myself. Maybe I can't compare with the chefs in the old house. You can't be wronged!"

When Qingyue heard this, she picked up the spoon in the bowl, scooped a spoonful, and started drinking.

The sweet soup, with a little wine flavor, tastes particularly warm.

Qingyue was taking a few bites when suddenly he heard the phone ringing.

Putting down the hot bowl in his hand, Qing Yue quickly took out his cell phone and looked at the name displayed on it with the word "husband".

Press the answer button, before Qingyue could speak, he heard a roar from the other end of the phone: "Xie Nuanyang! Why haven't you been home yet? Where are you now? I'll pick you up!"

Putting your phone a distance away from you to prevent your ears from being destroyed, Qingyue glanced at Ji Qiuyu and said, "I'm here with Brother Qiuyu."

"Ji Qiuyu? You actually ran to Ji Qiuyu's house? Xie Nuanyang, your old illness has relapsed, right?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed particularly angry.

Qingyue frowned and just shouted: "Husband..."

The sound on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped, and then Ji Dongchen's normal and low voice: "Where are you? Don't run around, I'll pick you up."

Qing Yue looked at Ji Qiuyu and said, "Where is this?"

Ji Qiuyu's eyes sank. Looking at Xie Nuanyang's clear eyes, he went forward, took the phone, and said, "I was at home in the east of the city at that time. Don't you remember where you were?"

"Ji Qiuyu?!" After a sound on the other end of the phone was stunned, there was a hint of cruelty: "Ji Qiuyu, Xie Nuanyang is different now than before, don't touch her!"

Ji Qiuyu smiled slightly, looked at Xie Nuanyang who was looking at him, and said, "Nanyang said I'm not bad here, you should come quickly!"

After saying that, Ji Qiuyu hung up the phone directly.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I saw the phone ringing ring again. Ji Qiuyu hung up the phone directly and pressed the shutdown button.

Looking up, seeing Xie Nuanyang's somewhat puzzled gaze, Ji Qiuyu said, "The phone is out of power. Dongchen said that you will wait here for a while, and he will come soon."

When Xie Nuanyang heard this, he looked at the black screen phone again and nodded.
Chapter completed!