Chapter 815

Yu Xiao continues to say along Qi Qingfeng's words, a little meal, then stares at Qi Qingfeng on the side of his body, looking at him a little puzzled, "Mr. Qi, say what you just said again."

Yu Xiaoxiao focused on Qi Qingfeng this time and confirmed once again.

"I will spare the time of that day to accompany you to Yu's house." Qi Qingfeng looked down at the little woman in her arms and said seriously.

"Mr. Qi, you..." Yu Xiaoxiao appears a little surprised, stupefied looking at Qi Qingfeng in front of him.

"As long as you want to do something, I will accompany you. Don't worry, I am here." Qi Qingfeng knows Yu Xiaoxiao's worries.

It's just a simple sentence. Yu Xiaoxiao's heart, which had some worries, suddenly fell silent.

"Well, I'll see if I have time that day. I haven't had enough brain capacity recently. The manuscript hasn't been written."

Yu Xiaoxiao knocks on his head, thinking that the manuscript hasn't been finished, his face suddenly collapses.

Qi Qingfeng grabs Yu Xiaoxiao's hand from the top of his head, puts it in his big hand, looks at her distressed appearance and frowns slightly.

"No inspiration recently?"

"Well." Yu Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly.

Before, my mind was full of inspiration. I don't know what happened recently. Instead, my mind is blank and I can't write anything at all.

And now she has no clue.

Qi Qingfeng's deep eyes drew a deep thought, and he held Yu Xiaoxiao in his arms with his chin resting on her head. He whispered, "since I can't think of it, I'll take a rest first. Maybe I'm too busy recently."

"I don't think so?" Yu Xiaoxiao frowned and didn't think so.

"Let's go out for a tour, or we can help you find inspiration." Qi Qingfeng's long fingers played with Yu Xiaoer's broken hair and said softly.

"Travel?" Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes are slightly bright. He looks up at the man on his side and can't wait.

"Does Mr. Qi want to go anywhere?"

Qi Qingfeng looks at some small women who can't bear it. His lips slightly raise a smile, shake his head and give Yu Xiaoxiao the problem.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Er..."

This question is to ask Yu Xiaoxiao, for a while, I really can't think out where is more suitable.

"Here you are, sir." Ye ran stopped the car and looked up at the position of the rear-view mirror, then hurriedly stopped and reminded.

Ye Ran's back is slightly cool, and some of his mouth is hard to drown. He is just a conscientious reminder.

Mr. Qi doesn't need to take that expression to kill him. Even if he doesn't look back, he can clearly feel the oppression from Qi Qingfeng.

"Here we are? So fast? " Yu Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes, still thinking about where to travel. Hearing Ye Ran's words, he looked out of the car and found that the car had stopped.

Ye ran hears the words, feel some helpless at once, the wife also does not think how long she slept.

They would have arrived long ago, had it not been for Sir's orders to make a long detour.

The main thing is that when he stops the car, he will be frozen by the air conditioner. There is no chance to contradict and explain.

The shadow area in Ye Ran's heart is the largest.

"Well, get out of the car." Qi Qingfeng answered with a faint, cold glance at Ye ran sitting in the driver's seat, which opened the door and went out.

Even if ye ran didn't look in the rearview mirror, he could clearly feel the cold from Mr. Zhang. Until both of them left the car, the feeling was a little better.

When Yu Xiaoxiao got off the car and saw the house with Japanese style, he saw a light in front of him. "Mr. Qi, is this here?"

"Nagoya. It's specially for Japanese cuisine." Qi Qingfeng just said a light sentence, and took the lead to open his long legs, holding Yu Xiaoxiao to go inside.

Even the facilities and decoration in the reserved room are made according to the Japanese custom, and even the waiter adopts the Japanese style.

It's a common thing for Japanese and Korean people to bow when they can't move.

Yu Xiaoxiao watched two respectful waiters bring the food to the table and close the door. Then he slightly raised his lips and smiled.

"What's the matter?" Qi Qingfeng frowned slightly, and looked at the little woman sitting opposite. There was a flash of doubt in her eyes.

"Nothing, just something." Finish saying, Yu small pee secretly pursed a mouth to chuckle.

"Tell me."

"Er Oh, good. " Yu Xiaoxiao hears Qi Qingfeng's words, then hurriedly stops smiling and nods gently.

"In the University, all teachers, students and teachers, who meet in Korea or Japan, will basically bypass them, Mr. Qi, do you know why?" Yu Xiaoxiao's mouth picked up a slightly mischievous smile and asked softly.

"Why?" Qi Qingfeng lifted his eyes and glanced at Yu Xiaoxiao lightly. He pursed his lips and said softly.

As for the meaning in Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes, Qi Qingfeng can understand even if he doesn't say it, but if he says what he knows, I'm afraid that the little woman in front of him will really get angry.

"Mr. Qi, you are so clever that you don't know?" Yu Xiaoxiao picked up his eyebrows slightly, looking a little surprised.

"I don't know."

"Since you don't know, I'll tell you what I can't do." Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed a rather proud smile.

It makes her very happy to think that there are still things Mr. Qi doesn't know.

All along, in Yu Xiaoxiao's heart, Mr. Qi is omnipotent. However, such a simple thing, Mr. Qi did not know how to not surprise her.

"Well." Qi Qingfeng answered lightly, looking at the smiling little woman in front of her eyes, her sexy and beautiful lips also rose slightly.

"That's because no matter who they meet, they will bow to you. If you stand upright, it will be very impolite for them."

Yu Xiaoxiao raised a finger and gently put it on his lips, saying slowly.

"Therefore, unless they are met accidentally, teachers and students will hide when they see them, for fear of bowing all the time and not raising their heads."

Qi Qingfeng answered with a light tone, and then exchanged the bowl in front of him with Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao looks at the chopsticks in front of him, and feels a little sweet in his heart. Just as she is talking about other things, Mr. Qi is ready for everything, waiting for her to finish.

Such a man, I'm afraid, is hard to be photographed now.