Chapter 213：[ 213 ] He Came to Make Trouble

"Watch me finish my noodles before leaving." Jiang Xiaoyun was particularly domineering, one hand holding her wrist and the other holding chopsticks between the noodles. Because of the stomachache, Jiang Xiaoyun's chopstick grip kept shaking. He picked up a ball of noodles and just picked it up. Poof, the noodles fell into the bowl again. Jiang Xiaoyun picked it up three times and dropped the noodles three times. Looking at Jiang Xiaoyun's clumsy and uncomfortable appearance, Lan Qiqi was in a complicated mood and frowned. "If I don't go, I'll eat your noodles."

"Really?" Jiang Xiaoyun put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked Lan Qiqi very seriously.

Lan Qiqi nodded and sighed. "I'm not leaving." Lan Qiqi thought that she must have owed Jiang Xiaoyun something in her previous life. Otherwise, she would not have been so entangled with him in this life and could not give up.

After receiving such an answer, Jiang Xiaoyun let her go.

"Eat your noodles, birthday boy." I didn't expect Jiang Xiaoyun's birthday to be so simple. There was no cake, no blessings, no company, no laughter...

Lan Qiqi sat next to him, her face and heart were in a bad mood. She should have been happy to see Jiang Xiaoyun so miserable and mocked him fiercely, just like he used to mock himself harshly. However, seeing someone cook him a bowl of light noodles, he was satisfied. Lan Qiqi felt as if he had knocked over a bottle of spices.

Afraid that Jiang Xiaoyun would not be full of noodles, Lan Qiqi got up and wanted to get the fruit. However, just as he got up, Jiang Xiaoyun grabbed him. "Where are you going?"

The rough big hand pulled hard, as if afraid that she would run away.

Lan Qiqi shook it and replied, "I just want to go downstairs and get you some fruit."

Seeing Lan Qiqi say that, Jiang Xiaoyun let her go. "Come up early."

"Yeah." So Lan Qiqi turned around and went downstairs. Just now, she found a lot of Shirley and apples in the living room. Jiang xiaoyun had just finished eating noodles, so it would be better to eat some fruit. So, Lan Qiqi ran to the kitchen with the fruit to wash. Lan Qiqi thought it would be better to fry the fruit into juice. It would be more convenient for people with stomachache to drink liquid.

After all this, Lan Qiqi returned upstairs with a glass full of fresh juice.

"Here, here you go." Lan Qiqi handed the cup to Jiang Xiaoyun.

Just after eating the noodles, Jiang Xiaoyun was a little thirsty, so he took the juice in Lan Qiqi's hand and took a sip. The fresh juice was sweet and delicious. Jiang Xiaoyun took a few gulps and asked Lan Qiqi curiously, "What's the name of the red liquid in the glass?"

After jiang xiaoyun finished speaking, Lan Qiqi's eyes widened. Jiang Xiaoyun didn't know it was juice?

Lan Qiqi was stunned for a moment and replied, "Freshly squeezed juice of his own."

"Cough cough cough..." Hearing Lan Qiqi's answer, Jiang Xiaoyun was embarrassed. She could squeeze her own juice, but the juice she squeezed was uglier than the one she bought, but it tasted good.

"Forget it. I won't talk to you about this. I'll help you go back to rest. I'm leaving later. Xingxing is still waiting for me at home." Taking off the cup in Jiang Xiaoyun's hand, Lan Qiqi helped jiang xiaoyun to the bedroom.

In the dark night, it was especially quiet, as if she could hear a pin drop. After Lan Qiqi helped Jiang Xiaoyun back to the bedroom, she planned to leave. However, just as she stepped out, Jiang Xiaoyun grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard. Lan Qiqi fell off Jiang Xiaoyun's bed and wrapped her waist in her slender hands. Lan Qiqi blinked and was pulled into Jiang Xiaoyun's arms.

"Don't go. Sleep with me." Jiang Xiaoyun's face stiffened and he held Lan Qiqi in a tight grip, not letting her get up.

"Bastard, let go of me. It's late. I want to go back." It was especially dangerous to be alone in a room with a few girls. Lan Qiqi kept an eye on Jiang Xiaoyun, worried that he would eat her up again.

"It's dangerous for you to go home alone so late. Sleep here tonight." Jiang Xiaoyun refused to let go. She rolled up the quilt and covered the two of them. Her long and slender hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

"Hey, Jiang Xiaoyun, let go of me." The position was so ambiguous and the two of them were so close that Lan Qiqi, who was being held by Jiang Xiaoyun, was particularly uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, my stomach is hurting. I can't do anything to you. You can sleep peacefully. I promise I won't touch you." Sensing Lan Qiqi's defenses, Jiang Xiaoyun leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, as if giving her a strong guarantee.

When the warm kiss fell, Lan Qiqi was stunned and did not know what was going on. It was as if he was bewitched by Jiang Xiaoyun and gradually relaxed his guard.

"But Xingxing is still waiting for me at home." Lan Qiqi was in a flurry of emotions.

"When she grows up, she can sleep alone. Sooner or later, Xingxing will have to grow up and live alone." Lan Qiqi couldn't spend the rest of her life with her.

"..." Jiang Xiaoyun was telling the truth. Lan Qiqi fell silent and slowly closed his eyes. Today, after finishing her work at the gallery and accompanying Lanxingxing, she was already exhausted..

"Today is the happiest birthday I've ever had. Although there's no cake, no blessings, no gifts, I'm still very happy. Lan Qiqi, you know, I've never had a birthday before, because no one remembers my birthday except Auntie li, and no one does anything for me... Lan Qiqi, can you come with me for my next birthday?" Jiang Xiaoyun was in a bad mood as he talked with his lips hooked.

"What's your next birthday?" All he could hear was Jiang Xiaoyun talking about his birthday. Lan Qiqi was too tired to listen to jiang xiaoyun and answered him vaguely.

"November 9th." Jiang Xiaoyun touched Lan Qiqi's head. Why couldn't the woman in front of her turn such a simple question?

Today is november 9th, and his next birthday is, of course, november 9th.

"Yes, I remember." Lan Qiqi was so sleepy that he yawned and closed his eyes.

"But remember what you said." Jiang Xiaoyun curled his lips, wondering if he could make it to his birthday next year.

"Yes." Lan Qiqi nodded in a daze, but did not understand Jiang Xiaoyun at all.

"Lan Qiqi, are you asleep?" Hearing Lan Qiqi yawn, Jiang Xiaoyun couldn't help but call her.

"... The only response was air.

Jiang Xiaoyun looked down at the man in his arms and realized that Lan Qiqi's face was full of tiredness. Even his sleeping face was tired. He was probably tired.

Seeing Lan Qiqi like this, Jiang Xiaoyun let go of his hand and held her in his arms, letting her have a comfortable sleeping posture. "Be good, go to sleep. I won't disturb your sleep."

Just like that, they had a good night's sleep and both slept very soundly until the next morning.

"What time is it?" Lan Qiqi narrowed his eyes and reached out to touch the phone on the table to see what time it was. However, just as he reached out, he touched the thick wall and it was still hot. "What's so hard?"

Slowly opening her eyes, Lan Qiqi suddenly remembered that she didn't go back last night and slept in Jiang Xiaoyun's villa!

The thick wall in front of him was probably Jiang Xiaoyun!

"It's over! Why did you fall asleep here last night?" Lan Qiqi got up from the bed and checked her clothes. Fortunately, she was dressed neatly. Jiang Xiaoyun didn't take advantage of her last night.

"No, I have to hurry home and send Xingxing to school." Lan Qiqi got out of bed quietly, picked up his shoes and ran downstairs, afraid that he would wake Jiang Xiaoyun up and not let him go.

As soon as Lan Qiqi left, Jiang Xiaoyun got up from the bed and stared at the bedroom door. In fact, as soon as Lan Qiqi woke up, he woke up with her. Just to keep her from being embarrassed, Jiang Xiaoyun kept pretending to be asleep...

After Lan Qiqi left jiang Xiaoyun's villa, he went straight to the bus stop and called his daughter Lanxingxing on the bus.

At that time, Lanxingxing was packing his schoolbag and planning to go to school alone. However, as soon as he finished packing his little schoolbag, his cell phone rang in his chest.

When she saw it, she found it was her mother's phone.

Lanxingxing answered the call, and as soon as the phone came close to her ear, she shouted, "Mommy, where are you? I'm going to school."

"Wait for mommy. Mommy will be back soon."

"Okay, mommy, if you can't make it back, I'll go to my uncle and send me to school." Lanxingxing scratched her forehead. She didn't know the school bus. She had to go to her uncle when mommy wasn't around.

"Mommy will be here soon. Don't trouble uncle."

"Okay, I'll go out now and wait for mommy at the bus stop."

"Yeah, Xingxing, be careful."

Lan Qiqi felt guilty and got off the bus and ran straight home. Fortunately, she was on time and met Lanxingxing halfway.

"Mommy, where were you last night? I didn't see you back all night." In the morning, she went to look for her mother and found her bed empty.

"Mommy went to do something else." Thinking about last night, Lan Qiqi was annoyed and blamed himself for falling asleep in Jiang Xiaoyun's villa. "Let's go, mommy will take you to school."

"Okay."

In this way, Lan Qiqi sent Lanxingxing to the bus stop and waited for the school bus. After sending her off, he went to his gallery to look at the shop.

However, early in the morning, business was a little quiet, and not many people came to buy paintings, so Lan Qiqi sat at the counter bored while browsing the web and eating breakfast.

However, after a while, several guests came, each choosing two or three paintings and leaving. After they left, Jiang Xiaoyun also stepped into her shop. Lan Qiqi was drinking porridge and looked up to see Jiang Xiaoyun, because his figure was so elegant and noble that it could attract everyone's attention with just one glance. She was no exception, Lan Qiqi.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoyun walk in alone, Lan Qiqi was horrified. Didn't Jiang Xiaoyun have a stomachache last night? Why did he come to the gallery early in the morning?!

Besides, there are so many art galleries on this street. If they don't come, they choose the one they own. Does Jiang Xiaoyun have a grudge against him in his previous life?! Besides, I own a small gallery that only sells decorative paintings. A rich man like Jiang Xiaoyun, who has good taste and dignity, why would he come to such a small civilian shop to buy things?!

Or... Or did Jiang Xiaoyun find out that the store was owned by himself?!

At the thought of these questions, Lan Qiqi broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He was afraid that Jiang Xiaoyun would come and make trouble if he knew that the store was related to him!