Under the dim street lights, the shadows of the sycamore trees fell on the ground mottledly.

Jiang Linchuan looked calm, as if this was a normal move. However, Qi Xian reacted for a while before asking with some uncertainty: "Go to your house?"

Jiang Linchuan pointed to the house behind him, "My parents are here, will they come?"

Qi Xian held the bag tightly and let it go. After standing for a few seconds, she ran down, raised her little face, with a bit of joking in her eyes, "It doesn't matter whether they are here or not, I won't do anything to you."

Jiang Linchuan's Adam's apple moved slightly and suddenly laughed: "Then I really thank you."

After parking the car, the two of them entered the door one after another.

Wang Lan and Jiang Yinian were sitting on the sofa hugging each other, feeding grapes one by one. They looked at each other at the same time when they heard the sound of the door opening. After a few seconds of strange silence, Wang Lan reacted very quickly and slapped Jiang Yinian's hand. The two quickly separated. There was even a seat in the middle, as if they had instantly distinguished the enemy and our camps.

Jiang Linchuan ignored their extravagance and said lightly: "There is no one in her family, so she stays here for one night."

"Do you want to live here?" Wang Lan's voice started to rise.

This strange reaction made Qi Xian play the drum, "Auntie, isn't it inconvenient?"

"How could it be inconvenient? It's so convenient, okay? I see, no one at your house will come to live in the future." Wang Lan waved, "Come here and eat grapes."

Qi Xian felt like he had a role in the same way as Jiang Linchuan. He didn't even get a look after entering the door. Now it's popular to treat his biological parents like this?

She glanced at Jiang Linchuan silently.

He sat on the single sofa with a calm expression and looked at his cell phone.

"Xiaoqiu and your dad went to the United States?"

Qi Xian nodded, "Just leaving today."

Wang Lan said: "It's okay, you live in my house." After saying that, he took an orange for her, "It's so sweet, my second child likes to eat this the most."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Yinian like a demonstration.

How could Jiang Yinian not see Wang Lan’s obvious canvassing behavior? For the sake of his welfare in the next twenty years, he decided to fight.

Although Qi Xian’s final choice may not be the eldest or the second, he will get the moon first. That’s how he handled Wang Lan back then.

"This is not bad, the boss likes to eat it." Jiang Yinian handed Qi Xian an orange-yellow banana with a smile, "I still care about constipation."

Jiang Linchuan paused his fingers and raised his eyes.

Qi Xian held the banana and looked in his direction meaningfully, as if asking: Do you have old constipation?

Jiang Linchuan: "..."

After grinding his teeth, he sneered: "I don't."

Qi Xian blinked: "I didn't ask anything."

"Qiqi, don't pay attention to you Uncle Jiang." Wang Lan glared at Jiang Yinian, "Who still has the appetite to eat after you say that? You should keep it for treatment of constipation!"

Jiang Yinian coughed awkwardly. Didn’t he follow the same thing? Canvassing votes means giving some sweetness first and then going deeper. It’s just that he is not skilled and has not found the right topic. He put down the big banana awkwardly and poured Qi Xian a cup of lemonade.

Qi Xian quickly took it over and said softly: "Uncle Jiang, you don't have to be busy, I can do it myself."

Wang Lan rolled her eyes very disdainfully at this little trick. She spit out the grape skin and held Qi Xian's arm very affectionately, "Yesterday Shi Yu called you and asked you, have you not contacted me recently?"

“I also sent a message yesterday.”

"Ah, did he tell you that he would come back on National Day? Then call Xiaoqiu and your father and we both go out to play."

Jiang Yinian: "Yes, it's rare to have a holiday. I haven't played basketball with my old family for a long time."

"Okay. I'll ask when they come back."

Wang Lan glanced at Jiang Linchuan and said, "The boss may not have time to go. He has been busy with the studio recently and is very busy."

Jiang Yinian wanted to refute, but her mouth moved, and finally chose to shut up.

Wang Lan had proposed the topic of family travel before, but Jiang Linchuan basically refused in seconds. He looked like "I'm very busy, don't bother me, I want to play by myself, and I don't have time."

Jiang Yinian smashed her mouth and felt like she lost a game.

"Who said I'm not available?" Jiang Linchuan suddenly spoke.

Wang Lan didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Jiang Linchuan stood up, his eyes flashed over Qi Xian, and his eyes raised his lazily, "I said, I have time." After that, he turned around and walked upstairs, "Do you want to come up?"

Qi Xian put the oranges on the coffee table and said to Wang Lan and Jiang Yinian: "Uncle, aunt, then I'll go up first."

The Jiang family has extra rooms, so there is no need to clean up. Qi Xian’s room is in the innermost part, next to Jiang Shiyu’s room, opposite Jiang Linchuan’s one.

After taking a shower, the lights in the lobby on the first floor were turned off. Everyone went back to the room, and there was silence around them.

Qi Xian lay on the bed, looked at her phone for a while, and found that the WiFi could not be connected. She tried several times, but the password was always wrong.

She licked her lips, put on her slippers to knock on Jiang Linchuan's door.

A faint male voice came out: "Come in."

Jiang Linchuan had just finished taking a shower and wore loose thin trousers, naked on his upper body, and a white towel around his neck.

This is the second time Qi Xian has seen his body, which is closer and more vivid and fragrant.

"Wait." Jiang Linchuan picked up the clothes on the bed and put them on his body. When he raised his arms, his waist became narrower and tighter, and the abdominal muscles in front of him became clearer and more obvious.

Qi Xian's face became hot and he quickly turned his eyes away.

"What's wrong?"

"Uh..." she remembered, "It seems that the WiFi password is wrong."

Jiang Linchuan pulled open the chair and sat down, his long legs overlapped casually, and reached out to her: "Give me your phone."

Qi Xian handed out his cell phone and looked at the room without any trace while waiting.

In my impression, she only came in Jiang Linchuan’s room two or three times, and it seemed that she was in elementary school. What I remember most was the various racing models he collected, and he cherished them like a baby.

Once, Jiang Shiyu accidentally broke one. Jiang Linchuan was very angry at that time and ignored Jiang Shiyu for more than a week.

Now the models have been put away, and the decorations in the room have become much simpler. The furniture is basically black, white and gray, and it has become a room for a mature man.

"What did you see?"

The sudden male voice made Qi Xian's expression condense and he immediately withdrew his random glance.

"No...I just thought I wouldn't have time to learn some self-defense now."

Jiang Linchuan raised his eyelids, "The quick-forming things are basically all fooling people. They can scare the children."

Qi Xian licked her lips: "What should I do if I encounter this situation in the future?"

"Well... shout for help. Or look for me." He said as if it was true or false, "I'm more effective than self-defense."

After the words came, the slender hand held the phone and handed it over. The blue veins on the back of the hand were faintly visible, "Okay."

Qi Xian's heartbeat twice, took the phone over, "Thank you." In a blink of an eye, he saw the computer host disassembled on the counter, and his eyes lit up instantly, "How can you fix the computer?"

"Um."

She bent down slightly, and a bright little face leaned closer to look at him, "Can you help me see if you have time another day?"

Jiang Linchuan leaned back, put his arms around the table, and looked lazy, "What are the benefits?"

Qi Xian: "?"

He picked his lower lip and the light reflected into his deep eyes, "Why don't you give me any benefits when you do things?"

should.

Qi Xian blinked: "What do you want?"

The light bathing fragrance lingers in the room. The white light casts a halo on the top of her head, making her hair look beautiful and soft. The girl cuts her pupils and her long eyelashes tremble gently.

Jiang Linchuan moved his fingers, and his five fingers slowly gathered up and loosened. He turned his head, and his voice was inexplicably stained with a cold metal: "Take it here another day. As for what I want... I will tell you after I have thought about it."

Qi Xian was lying on the bed toss and turned without any sleepiness. She was not recognizing the bed, nor had she slept at the Jiang family before. She just didn't know if she was shocked by what happened before or something else, but she just felt that she couldn't calm down.

Jiang Linchuan's tone and expression just now felt a little noisy.

She simply leaned against the bedside and started watching videos. Not long after, Jiang Shiyu sent a message: praise me quickly!

Qi Xian:?

Jiang Shiyu quickly replied: All the things you asked me to do are done. The post was black, and I even found out the IP.

Qi Xian asked immediately: Where is it?

Jiang Shiyu sent a string of numbers: It was an Internet cafe called "Kaihei" near your school. This person is quite cautious in doing things, and this number has never been logged in elsewhere.

Qi Xian frowned.

No wonder Chen Lingwei asked her if she had offended someone that day. From this perspective, this person obviously was damaging her in a plan. He was afraid of being caught, and being able to take those photos shows that he knew her whereabouts very well.

This person should be someone she knows, and she also knows. She has had contact with her at school, or has had friction because of very small things.

The first person Qi Xian thought of was Zhang Dandan.

But it was quickly rejected.

Not to mention her carefree personality, she has never been unhappy with herself before. This is the first time she has spoken with a gun and a stick like that.
To be continued...