Shen Qiqi felt that all the shocks she had experienced in her past and present lives were all used up at this moment.
She ignored the woman's screams, her eyes were even rounder than those of the little girl before, and she stared at the person at the door with disbelief.
Who is this person?
Why do you have the same face as Xie Beiming?
I saw the man at the door who had exactly the same face as Xie Beiming. His sleeves were rolled up high, revealing two fair, thin but strong wrists. The white clothes that were once as white as snow and spotless had long gone, and were replaced by a A gray coat with a few patches.
The clothes obviously didn't fit him, they were too small, and they were tightly wrapped around his body. They were tied around his waist and shoulders. His legs were long, his waist was narrow, and his shoulders were wide. His good figure was clearly visible.
Of course, these were not enough to make Shen Qiqi so shocked that she could not even hold the water bowl. In her previous life, when she went to rob Xie Beiming's magic kiln, she accidentally saw Xie Beiming bathing, so she had always known about Xie Beiming. In good shape.
What really shocked Shen Qiqi's jaw was the mud all over Xie Beiming's body!
It's like a naughty child rolling in the mud!
If it weren't for that man's pair of obsidian eyes that looked like they had been washed by a cold spring, and his outstanding and cold temperament that could not be concealed even though he was described as such a mess, Shen Qiqi would not have believed it even to death. The man at the door seemed to have just emerged from the quagmire. The person fished out will be Xie Beiming!
When did Mr. Xie ever feel so embarrassed!
Never!
Even though he was a big devil in his previous life, Mr. Xie is also a big devil with fluttering white clothes, spotless, fresh and refined!
Not to mention Shen Qiqi, even the young woman was startled when she saw Xie Beiming's appearance. She went over to look him up and down and said in surprise: "Hey, what's going on? How did you do this? It's like this, isn't it fine when you go out?"
"..."
Mr. Xie lowered his head and glanced at himself, as if he had just realized the image problem. The blush immediately spread from his cheeks to his earlobes. He turned around and was about to go out. When he thought of something, he suddenly stopped, walked to the bed in a few steps, and grabbed Shen Shen. Qiqi felt her pulse on her wrist for a while to make sure that she was really fine. She said "I'm going to wash up" and then left the room without looking back.
He came in a hurry and left in a hurry, leaving Shen Qiqi with her mouth wide open and still not recovered from the shock.
It wasn't until the woman's curious inquiry sounded outside that Shen Qiqi came back to her senses and quickly pricked up her ears to listen.
"Master, Mr. Xie, what's going on? How did you end up like this? Did you get into a fight with someone?"
A simple and honest male voice said: "That's nonsense. How could Mr. Xie fight with others?"
"That's true. Mr. Xie seems to be a reasonable person at first glance. He came to stay at our house and not only gave us enough food money, but also helped our family with work every day... Then how did he get covered in mud?"
"It's not all the fault of our old scalper. He was pulling the plow well and suddenly went crazy. Mr. Xie was plowing the fields for the first time and his hands were very weak. If Lao Huang pulled him like this... It’s like this.”
The man spoke in a reserved manner.
But the meaning that should be expressed was expressed without any hesitation, so the image of Mr. Xie falling headlong into the mud field automatically appeared in Shen Qiqi's mind, and she endured it, endured it, endured it...
Shen Qiqi couldn't bear the pain in her cheeks, and then she suddenly realized that she was the only one in the room.
Then why are you holding back? Just laugh.
So, when Xie Beiming opened the door after washing up, what he saw was a woman laughing so hard that she was rolling on the bed with her belly in her arms, rolling from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, then from the end of the bed to the head of the bed, and then from the end of the bed to the bed. Head... over and over again.
During this period, he also engaged in a series of crazy behaviors such as biting the quilt, beating the bed, and getting into the quilt to wrap himself up.
Xie Beiming stared at the shaking quilt for a while, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He went over and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt.
"Have you laughed enough?"
Shen Qiqi: "...!"
Shen Qiqi was so frightened that she almost bit off her tongue. She quickly got up and stared at the person standing in front of the bed with a frightened face.
I saw Mr. Xie who had already changed into his own clothes, standing tall and tall on the edge of the bed. The orange-red sunset slipped into the room and enveloped him, giving him a warm light.
But his eyes were cold and deep, like a cold pool frozen for thousands of years.
Shen Qiqi shivered and suddenly felt very cold.
Fortunately, the little girl ran in at this time, her big eyes rolled over the two of them, and finally landed on Shen Qiqi. She held her sleeves with her little hands and said softly: "Sister, mother." He said the food is ready and you can eat."
After the little girl finished speaking, she bit her lower lip with two little rabbit teeth and glanced timidly at Xie Beiming.
In fact, she wanted to hold the hand of this beautiful brother, but the beautiful brother was so fierce today, she didn't dare, so she could only hold the hand of the little sister, alas~
Shen Qiqi didn't care whether she was disliked or not. She jumped out of bed, picked up the little girl who had rescued her, and then said to Xie Beiming: "Have I not eaten in how many days? I feel like I am about to starve to death... …Let’s go, let’s go eat.”
After saying that, he took the lead in holding the little girl and walked out of the house as if nothing had happened.
The skill of pretending to be stupid is superb.
Xie Beiming: "..."
Mr. Xie looked at her back, firm and persistent, as if he wanted to pull her back with his eyes.
But when Shen Qiqi really looked back, Mr. Xie suddenly closed his eyes again, his eyes falling under the shadow of the bridge of his brow and nose, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, like the wet wings of a butterfly in the rain.
When she turned around, Shen Qiqi saw this scene: "..."
After all, Shen Qiqi could no longer pretend that nothing had happened. She sighed very softly and slowly, put the little girl in her arms on the ground, and said to her softly: "Little sister, you go and eat first. Sister has something to say." Tell your brother that we will be here soon."
The little girl said "Oh" sensibly, and ran out with her short legs.
There were only two people left in the room.
Shen Qiqi took a deep breath, walked to Xie Beiming, and coughed lightly.
"Um...I'm sorry, Mr. Xie, I was wrong. I apologize to you and ask for your forgiveness."
Apologizing is something that happens once and twice. Although she doesn't really want to admit it, Shen Qiqi feels that she has a talent for being self-taught in this area.
Of course, this kind of talent also depends on the individual.
In front of Xie Beiming, Shen Qiqi was willing to let this talent come into play, and even spared no effort to actively develop it.
Just like now, after apologizing, she saw that the expression on Xie Beiming's face had softened, and she immediately followed him to smooth his hair.
"Actually, I can't blame you entirely for this. It's mainly because of the image you usually have in my eyes, Mr. Xie. You're tall and holy, a figure who is like an immortal. Suddenly you're covered in mud. The contrast is too great... Are you again? You want to say that I am glib? Then go ahead, you said the same thing about me."
Shen Qiqi looked like "You can't allow me to tell the truth."
Xie Beiming looked at her with floating eyes, turned around suddenly, and said in a dull voice: "Glib tongue." He walked away.
After walking a few steps and not hearing any footsteps following him, Mr. Xie suppressed the raised corners of his mouth and glanced sideways behind him.
"Aren't you hungry now?"
"...I'm hungry. Why aren't you hungry? I'm starving to death!" Shen Qiqi quickly followed up and stretched out two fingers to tug at his sleeves. "Then, you're not angry with me now, are you?"
"born."
"ah?"
"In the Wuji Sect's general election in three days, if you can be selected, I will forgive you."