"I have to go home tomorrow, so I want to go to Guo's house to say something."
Han Xiyi explained.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong.
Not only did this explanation not clear up people's doubts, but it made people even more confused: What did he do to the Guo family when he went home?
I have to tell him.
Or make up an excuse to bring something with you In desperation, I couldn't think of anything to bring to the Guo family.
It's not that he didn't want to bring it, he had plans to bring something with him, but he just couldn't say it.
Feeling guilty, he smiled awkwardly at Xie Yinyue.
Xie Yinyue also looked at him with a smile and a look of understanding.
He couldn't help but blush.
Xie Yinyue said: "It's a strange thing that the elegant Young Master Han can also blush."
Han Xiyi couldn't bear it anymore, her cheeks burned badly, she coughed twice to cover up, but didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, Xie Yinyue did not make things difficult for him anymore, but smiled and said: "Go ahead.
I hope Brother Han's wishes will come true."
Han Xiyi's face was suddenly filled with sunshine and she said, "Thank you, girl."
Three words of "thank you" came out in succession, which made him feel speechless and couldn't help laughing.
Then he clasped his fists and said goodbye, and rode away.
The strong wind lifted his cloak, which was very cool.
He was going to ask Xie Yinyue where she came from and what she did, but he forgot The waiter Xiu'er followed and immediately hung up several packages.
Xie Yinyue remained silent as she listened to the distant sound of horse hooves.
After a long time, Jinxiu reminded: "Girl, are you leaving?"
Xie Yinyue nodded and said: "Let's go home."
Han Xiyi's mood was as light as a horse's hooves, so fast that he felt the shadows of trees and pedestrians passing by quickly, as if they were gone with the wind, leaving no impression on him.
In fact, he didn't pay attention to his surroundings at all, he was only thinking about his destination.
The horse carried him quickly to the door of Guo's house on Huaishu Lane, Tianhunan Street.
When Uncle Guo Wu saw him, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Oh!
This is not Mr.
Han."
He stayed in the concierge for a long time and remembered all the famous people who interacted with the Guo family.
Han Xiyi jumped off the horse and shouted with a smile: "Hello, Mr.
Wu."
He turned around and pointed at Xiao Xiu who was moving things off the horse and said: "Send some paintings to Miss Guo."
This means that he came to visit for business and not just to hang out.
Uncle Guo Wu rushed up to help Xiaoxiu move and said, "My niece is at home today.
She has been to the west of the city in the past few days."
Han Xiyi couldn't help but smile.
He came here because he found out that Qingya didn't go out today.
Now I went to the room with my things in hand and paid my respects to Mrs.
Wu first.
He once again explained the reason for sending the painting.
Drop the gift.
Mrs.
Wu asked him to sit down, ordered tea, and asked the newly bought little girl to go to the back and ask the girl to come to meet the guests.
Qingya came with Qiaoer in hand.
The slim waist followed.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
After meeting and exchanging pleasantries, Fang sat down and talked.
Qingya asked first: "What is it that makes Master Han so happy?"
Han Xiyi's abnormality was obvious at a glance, and she couldn't help but ask.
Han Xiyi himself didn't know what was wrong.
I feel very happy these days, like boiling water in a boiling copper kettle.
Gululu kept flipping the bubbles upwards, unable to suppress the excitement.
He thought about it for a while and concluded that Jiang Minghui's case was settled, although the shock was violent.
Finally, both Xie Yinyue and Guo Qingya escaped unharmed.
This was exactly what he expected, so he was happy.
On the surface.
But he couldn't say that, because he replied: "I'm going home tomorrow."
He said this like a child.
Wu smiled and said, "No wonder you are out all year round.
It's rare to go home, how can you not be happy?
Oh, poor, your parents must also be longing for you to come home.
I don't know how to look forward to it every day.
All girls here are dads.
My mother's pet peeve" She chatted with him nonchalantly.
Qingya glanced at the gifts on the table, and then looked at Han Xiyi carefully.
This situation was somewhat familiar, and she couldn't help but be suspicious.
In the past, Jiang Minghui would bring gifts every time he came to Guo's house.
One winter, he even carried a basket of charcoal to keep her warm.
He also looked happy and looked at her with the same eyes as Han Xiyi now.
Since she was released from prison, Han Xiyi has visited her several times in person.
Are they that close to each other?
Why does she feel like he is pursuing her?
Of course, this is not called pursuit, it should mean seeking marriage.
It's just that he didn't know clearly, and she couldn't ask in a pretentious manner.
After thinking about it, she still wanted to remind her, so she started with the gifts, because she asked: "Master Han, why are you so embarrassed to give us these things without any merit or remuneration?"
Han Xiyi said with a smile: "It's okay for others to say this if you have no merit and no reward, but you can't say that, girl.
It makes us ashamed to say it.
How can girl's gifts to the nine aristocratic families be compared to these things?
No matter how much you give, you can't."
It’s expensive, and a girl can afford it.”
Qingya said: "There is an agreement, and you also helped the Guo family."
If it was in this name, she really didn't know how to refuse.
However, she felt that it was wrong to open it up and accept it.
Han Xiyi smiled and said: "I understand what the girl means.
Don't worry, girl.
If I give some yellow and white things, or expensive and luxurious things to the girl, it will be an insult to the girl's ears and eyes.
How can I be so reckless?
These things belong to me.
I collected it carefully and gave it to the girl.
I hope it will be helpful to her. " After saying that, he stood up, walked to the table in the hall, waved to Qingya again, and asked her to come and see.
He casually took out a volume of calligraphy and painting, opened it, and said: "These calligraphy and paintings include historical relics of famous artists, and sometimes are excellent works that are widely circulated.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
It will be of great help for the girl to appreciate them more, which will be of great help to improve her painting skills.
Also, I see that the girl is very interested in cooking. , so they asked them to record how to make some snacks, soups and dishes.
Let the girl take a look and see if there is anything she likes."
He continued He handed a delicate little book to Qing Ya, and pointed to the snack boxes, "I also brought some snacks, girl, try them.
This book has them all.
I collected all these fabrics, and I don't know girl."
Have you seen it before?
Let’s see if it can be useful or get some inspiration.
If not, you can keep it and make clothes, it’s suitable for girls.”
He explained while turning over the gifts he had brought.
Qingya followed him through the pages, carefully checking them one by one, and found that they were indeed good.
When he flipped through everything, he looked at her and asked, "How do you like it?"
Qingya said honestly: "I like it."
Han Xiyi smiled and said: "As long as the girl finds it useful.
If the girl benefits, I can also benefit from it.
For example, in this painting, I saw that the clothes the girl wore last time had a special color.
When I saw this painting, I felt that the meaning was similar.
Just got it” Naturally, the conversation turned to a discussion of painting.
Qingya watched and appreciated it with him, and occasionally added a word or two.
Qiaoerhou was at the table, holding his little hands on the tabletop, blinking his eyes and listening carefully.
She was learning painting from her sister-in-law.
Although she didn't understand it, she remembered it and forced it into her head.
When Han Xiyi got excited, Qing Ya Ming put out a pen and paper and asked him to demonstrate.
Han Xiyi was best at figures, especially beautiful women.
With this confidence in his heart, he immediately proposed to paint a portrait for Qiaoer.
I also wanted to paint for Qingya, but I just didn't dare to open my mouth again.
Qiaoer was overjoyed, sat upright on the chair, and asked him to paint.
Han Xiyi stood in front of the table, leaned over and started splashing ink.
Sorry, the recent updates are not very good.
When it was put on the shelves, there were 180,000 saved manuscripts.
Even if one day Kawen didn’t write a word, he could confidently update 8,000.
When the saved manuscripts are used up, there will be no way to add updates when something comes up or something gets stuck.
The more this happens, the more I ask for everyone’s encouragement and encouragement.
It’s almost the end of the month, so I beg you to support Yuan Ye with your monthly votes.
To be continued 4209051: