The next morning, it was just dawn and there was a hint of mist.
Even the servants at Nan'an Juli haven't woken up yet, and there is already movement in the garage. Qi Feng is wearing a simple suit, driving with one hand, with an elegant hand gesture, but the speed of the car is steadily increasing.
On the rugged mountain road, it was as fast as walking on a smooth road.
Following the navigation, I came to the place where Bai Hui temporarily lived for the first time.
In this early morning, the mist shrouded the small two-story duplex building, and the rare flowers in the yard were in full bloom, giving it a kind of beauty that did not match the season.
It can be seen how much the hostess cares about her courtyard.
However, Qi Feng had no intention of admiring the flowers, so he came to the door in a few steps with sharp and windy footsteps, almost ruthlessly.
He raised his hand and pressed the doorbell on the side door. The electric bell squeaked very suddenly in the empty and quiet courtyard.
There were footsteps inside the door, and Qi Feng subconsciously glanced at the photo in his hand.
This was also the first time he met Bai Hui, and Fu Qingyu didn't describe her too much. When he called her, he used that woman.
In short, from what he knew, Bai Hui was probably a woman who was not easy to get along with.
Moreover, it was also heard that she had taken away the two children of the junior sister without permission, and had a conflict with the junior sister.
Thinking of this, his whole aura was invisibly murderous, and a burst of blood overflowed from his usually clear, mirror-like eyes.
The woman who came to open the door looked up and saw Qi Feng's straight figure, handsome face, and graceful muscle lines restrained by a suit, while his eyes exuded boundless murderous intent.
In the early morning, it leaves an indelible impression.
Qi Feng was slightly startled, and Yu Chu also stayed where he was, as if he was afraid of touching his anger and did not dare to speak.
Qi Feng never thought that someone else would be the one to open the door.
As his eyes narrowed, the sandalwood inadvertently spread out from his body, like a devout person who had lived in the temple for a long time, making people dare not blaspheme. However, the look in his eyes just now clearly contained such strong murderous intent, forming a strong contrast.
This made Yu Chu even more nervous, but as the hostess, she still said politely: "How are you...?"
Qi Feng's eyes were slightly lowered. At close range, if he wanted to look at the little girl in front of him, he could only look down and said: "Hello, I am Mr. Fu's man, and I came here specifically to see Ms. Bai."
Yu Chu turned to look at the second floor, glanced at the wall clock, and smiled sheepishly: "The teacher hasn't gotten up yet, why don't you come in and sit down first, and I'll pour you a cup of tea. It will take about half an hour. The teacher will wake up."
As a teacher, Bai Hui adheres to a certain template in terms of her treatment of children and self-discipline. She gets enough and regular sleep and never exceeds even a minute or a second.
Qi Feng nodded, and when he walked around her and came in, the pleasant scent of sandalwood on his body made her raise her eyebrows.
"You can just sit down wherever you want, you're welcome." Yu Chu turned around and stood behind him, looking at his tall and straight back. He walked with a measured temperament, and every step seemed to be stepping on a rhythm point.
She was inexplicably nervous. From an angle where no one could see, she opened the corners of her lips and silently called out his name: "Qi Feng."
Qi Feng had no impression of her, but she had met him and remembered his name.
When she saw him standing at the door in the morning, she even thought it was just a dream.
As Qi Feng sat down on the sofa, Yu Chu moved his hands and feet in an orderly manner. When making tea, he was unhurried and exuded a sense of calmness and calmness.
In just a few minutes, the faint fragrance of tea floated in the quiet living room, giving the antique furniture in the room a strong sense of story, which ran counter to the style of the modern city.
"Okay, let's have a cup of tea." Yu Chu came over with a tea set, which also had several optional tea leaves and some decorations full of life.
However, when he arrived in front of Qi Feng, he was about to put down the tea set when he accidentally raised his eyes and glanced at Qi Feng.
Unexpectedly, Qi Feng's gaze just moved over the tea.
The eyes met accidentally, and they were so close. His cold eyes were like the surface of a lake, with layers of gleaming light, just like the ripples on the lake surface blown by the wind, shining faintly.
Yu Chu's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly lost his usual calmness, and the tea tray in his hand became unbalanced.
As he was about to slide down to the side, the freshly brewed tea placed on it would be spilled, and it might even burn Qi Feng.
"Ah." She whispered softly after realizing it, quickly moved the tea tray in her hand, raised her leg and subconsciously took a step forward.
The tip of her toe kicked the corner of the coffee table, and she felt a sharp numbness that made her lose her balance, causing her to fall to one side along with the tea tray in her hand.
Qi Feng's eyes didn't blink, and almost effortlessly, he stretched out a palm to hold her waist, and took the large tea tray from her shaky hands with one hand.
For a moment, he caught both her and tea steadily.
Yu Chu used his strength to stand firm, and the pain in her toes seemed to have disappeared. The area on her waist that had just been touched by his palm also seemed to have been burned by an iron, leaving a hot feeling that lingered for a long time, along with her. The whole person became a little hot.
The position of her waist was already sensitive, and she almost fell down and was embarrassed. She only felt embarrassed and embarrassed, so she looked up.
He was calmly placing the tea tray on the table, his slender fingers, although not as fair and attractive as his second brother's.
But when he was playing with the tea cup, the looming veins on his back also gave him an unknown sense of strength.
When you see his hand again, you will think that his hand is holding her waist.
There are too many messy feelings at the moment, but when I think back, there are only a few ambiguous ripples left in my heart.
"I'm sorry." Yu Chu lowered his head and bit his lip. He was also very upset at how he could make such a stupid mistake.
Qi Feng didn't even raise his head, he just put the tea to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The tea was fragrant. It was different from what he drank at Nan'anju. It had a special texture.
The tea is good tea. The person who makes the tea has good skills and controls the water temperature very well.
It was just the person making the tea that seemed to dissatisfy him.
He doesn't like clumsy little girls. He only thinks girls like his junior sisters who are naturally smart and charming are cute.
"Your behavior does not match the decoration of this room."
Hearing this, Yu Chu raised his eyes and looked around, thinking for a while before realizing the meaning of his words.
It probably means that the furnishings in the house are very strict and orderly, but she is carefree, like the kind who will get into trouble.
"I..." She wanted to explain that she was nervous just now, and she wasn't usually like this.
But he didn't want to, he lowered his eyes and said nonchalantly: "Miss Yu, please keep your distance from me. I don't like too much physical contact with strangers."
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