V4.Chapter 21

Smelling speech, Qiao Yuwei looked back at him and recalled what he had just said. He really mentioned Cheng beihuai and picked his eyebrows with a smile: "Oh, you are talking about brother beihuai! Cheng beihuai, a famous violinist and composer, don't you know? "

"You know him well?"

Qiao Yuwei felt his chin with one hand and thought about it seriously. He didn't know what he was muttering. Lu Yimin looked at it, and his eyebrows became tighter and tighter. The coldness on his handsome face also increased a bit.

"It seems that I have known him for seventeen years. He is my sister's classmate, and we are childhood friends! Are you familiar with it? " After careful consideration, Qiao Yuwei also carefully counted the number of years that Cheng beihuai had known each other, and then answered his question with deep meaning.

After that, Qiao Yuwei tilted his head and thought for a moment: "but we haven't seen each other for more than a year. We met last time when we went to Nan Yujin to rehearse songs."

Qiao Yu flashed that pair of pure water eyes at him: "I answered your question, you can practice now!"

"No, get out of the way."

His sudden anger caught Qiao Yuwei off guard. The hand that clings to his arm was also brushed away by him. As a result, she didn't stand firm and staggered back a few steps, almost fell on the ground.

As she leans back, Lu Yimin's hands reach out to her. It can be seen that she quickly takes it back after standing firm. She gives her a cold glance and turns down the stairs without expression.

Qiao Yu slightly Leng Leng looked at his back. After he disappeared at the corner, he looked down at his hand which was thrown away by him. He introspected secretly, turned his lips and murmured to himself: "what kind of crazy is this man? Did I just offend him? If you don't want to practice, you can't talk well! "

Her last sentence almost made her roar out. Lu Yimin, who had just grasped the door handle of the study downstairs, just heard it. His hands stopped and his face was cold. He turned the door handle and walked in, slamming the door of the study.

Because of the loud voice, Qiao Yuwei, who has always been sensitive and flexible, trembled when he heard the impact, blinked his eyes, raised his hand to cover his mouth, pursed his little mouth, puffed his cheeks, and whispered: "this guy is more and more moody when he comes in. Do you really hate me so much?"

"Ah! Qiao Yuwei! Qiao Yuwei! In the past 25 years, you had everything you wanted. Now a Lu Yimin has caught you. What should you do? If you don't get any oil and salt, Lu Yimin is just a wooden fish head. " Qiao language tiny sigh tone, helplessly rely on in the door plank, silent voice sigh.

After this episode, Qiao Yuwei didn't bother Lu Yimin any more. Instead, he stayed in the piano room to practice. The graceful sound of the piano lingered around the whole villa. The smooth rhythm floated into Lu Yimin's cochlea through the door of the study. He didn't even read half a word in the document in his hand. All that lingered around his ears was the sound of the piano, In my mind is Qiao Yuwei's changeable and delicate baby face.

In the end, I lost my file on the desk, took a deep breath and closed my eyes slowly.

At about twelve o'clock at noon, Uncle Chen came up to ask them to have dinner. But Lu Yimin refused to come out of the door of his study and asked him to bring it up. Uncle Chen was hard to say anything, but after listening to Qiao Yuwei, he glared at the door: "sure enough, hum, in the morning, he was possessed by a ghost before he agreed to have breakfast with me. Look, it's only a few hours, and the ghost has gone, He'll return to his original inhumanity. This is the real Lu Yimin himself. Hum, don't give him anything. If he doesn't come down, he'll be hungry. He's really used to his fault. " With that, he went downstairs in a huff.

Lu Yimin didn't pay any attention to him either. He just waited in his study, but didn't wait for Uncle Chen to deliver the meal. Finally, he got up impatiently and went out of the study to the corridor, and cried out in a cold voice: "Uncle Chen."

Chen Shuli, who heard the sound downstairs, walked from the dining room to the living room and looked up at Junying standing outside the corridor: "sir."

"And the food?"

"Er... This..." Uncle Chen's face is a little tangled. Yu Guang sweeps to Qiao Yuwei, who is eating happily in the restaurant as if nothing happened. However, Qiao Yuwei doesn't look at it. He stares at the food on the table and doesn't want to say anything.

"He said Seeing that Uncle Chen didn't make a sound, Lu Yimin asked again.

Uncle Chen lowered his head: "Sir, my wife won't allow me to serve the meal, so..."

At what time has the final say been made by her? Since when did you listen to her and disobey me? " Cold eyes light ran to sweep Uncle Chen, tone cold and with a bit of gloomy.

Uncle Chen shuddered and realized that Lu Yimin was angry. Just as he was thinking about how to open his mouth, Qiao Yuwei, who was eating in the living room, also heard Lu Yimin's frightful words. He put down his chopsticks and went to Uncle Chen. He looked up at Lu Yimin's dark face and put his hands on his waist: "Lu Yimin, I can't hear you. It's like I'm an outsider. Oh, yes, In your heart, I'm really an outsider, but I don't know about eating. You either come down to eat or don't eat. If you force Uncle Chen to serve the meal today, unless you step on my corpse, I'm not used to Uncle Chen's habit of you. Besides, if you dare to attack me, I'll tell my grandfather that you are such a big man, Like a giant baby, you have to be sent to eat. What's the face of your Lu family? Can you be the president of Lu's group? "

A small problem of eating is thus infinitely enlarged by her. It's like that it's a heinous crime for him not to come down to eat with her. It's a pain to hear Lu Yimin's brain melon seeds buzzing!

Uncle Chen hung his head all the time and didn't dare to interrupt.

Qiao Yuwei stares at him without hesitation. She knows that once she flinches or compromises at this time, there will be no dinner with Lu Yimin. She can only make Lu Yimin compromise with her by entanglement.

Lu Yimin cold face, eyebrows beat a few times, glancing at Qiao Yuwei that delicate face, eyes a sink, directly turned into the study.

"Eat, eat." Look at him go in, Qiao Yuwei for his first step victory raised the corner of the mouth, with a happy little step to the direction of the restaurant.

"Madam, that gentleman's lunch..."

"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. If you eat less, you'll never die of hunger. Anyway, he's strong and strong. Hum." Qiao Yuwei turns around, raises his neck, hums coldly towards the upstairs, and returns the words he gave her last time to him.

Uncle Chen is ashamed. It's obvious that his wife is taking revenge on him.

After lunch, Qiao Yuwei specially told Uncle Chen not to send food to Lu Yimin. If she found out, she would call the old man and let him deal with them. Uncle Chen didn't dare to say anything when he saw Qiao Yuwei move out of the old man.

Looking at Chen Shuying, Qiao Yuwei went upstairs happily. When she passed the study, she slowed down and looked inside. However, the door was closed. She didn't see anything, so she didn't stay any longer. She went back to the bedroom for a nap.

When he got up at three o'clock, Qiao Yuwei found that Lu Yimin was still in his study, so he went downstairs and asked Uncle Chen about his lunch. After hearing this, Uncle Chen was a little surprised: "didn't the lady say that I wouldn't send it to him?"

"Well... I said that. I just... Want to know, he didn't come out of the room to say he was hungry?" Qiao Yuwei's face was a little embarrassed. He raised his hand to touch his nose and asked curiously.

"I've been out all the time. I came down to pour water and coffee. I didn't mention lunch."

"Well, I can't see it. I have a lot of backbone." Joe murmured softly. He was not satisfied with the result and murmured.

"Madam, I have prepared the fruit you ordered at noon."

Qiao Yu micro back to God, also don't go to tangle so much, smile: "where?"

"On the table."

"Good drop, hard work, Uncle Chen." With that, Qiao Yuwei went to the dining room, looked at the fruit tray on the table, grinned sweetly, reached for a fork, forked an apple, tasted it, and picked his eyebrow with satisfaction. When he wanted to fork the second one, he suddenly thought of Lu Yimin upstairs. He rolled his eyes around and walked upstairs holding the fruit tray.

Uncle Chen can't help laughing when he looks at her happy steps. He always knows Qiao Yuwei is a soft hearted person. Although she says that Lu Yimin will make him hungry if he doesn't come down to eat, Qiao Yuwei is not as hard hearted as Lu Yimin. He still loves him more or less. No, when he has fruit, he will send it upstairs, Qiao Yuwei's affection for his husband is really heavy, but what about his husband's affection for Qiao Yuwei?

He couldn't understand what he didn't see. Sometimes he felt that when he cared about Qiao's words, his actions and words were indifferent.

It is said that women's heart is the bottom needle, but their husband's heart is the bottom needle.

Qiao Yuwei came to the door of the study on the second floor with a fruit tray. He bent his fingers and knocked. Without waiting for any sound from inside, he directly pushed the door and went in. His eyes patrolled the huge study, but there was no familiar figure.

"Lu Yimin?" Qiao Yuwei looked around suspiciously, but there was still no voice to respond to him. He put the fruit tray in his arms on the desk. Looking at the documents on the desk, he tried to look at the words on it.

"Who let you in?"

As soon as her head went out, a cold voice came from behind her, which made Qiao Yuwei jump up, turn around and look at Lu Yimin's cold eyes, blinking: "er... Where did you come from? I'm scared to death."

"Take the book in the pavilion."

Qiao Yuwei looked at the two books he was holding in his hand. He gathered back his thoughts and asked: "are you not hungry without lunch?"

"Not hungry."

"How can you carry hunger? I had breakfast at nine in the morning. It's been... Many hours now, but I'm not hungry. "

"What are you doing in here..." Lu Yimin glanced at her, went to the desk, looked at the fruit tray, and her eyebrows eased down. Her lips were cold and said, "what's this?"

"Are you a fool? Can't you see that? "Fruit plate?" Qiao language slightly shows a look of disdain, white his eyes, hand back.

“……”

Lu Yimin speechless opened the office chair and sat down, put away the documents in front of him and threw them aside: "if you have something to say."

"For the sake of not having lunch, I'll send you some fruit! Look how sweet I am. This apple and Hami melon are sweet and crisp. Would you like to try them? " Qiao Yuwei put his arms on the table. He bent over, took the fork and put an apple to his mouth.

Looking at the apple suddenly appeared in front of him, Lu Yimin was stunned: "take it away, I'll do it myself."

"Oh, oh!" Qiao language slightly shriveled mouth, silently back to his fork, a bite off the apple above, eat sweet and crisp mouth.

Lu Yimin watched her eat the apple in one bite. She sipped her lips and looked at the fruit plate. She found that there was no other fork in it. She looked at her eyebrows and asked, "where's the fork?"

"In my hand

"No more?"

"No! This is what Uncle Chen prepared for me. Of course, there is only one fork in it! " Qiao Yuwei took it for granted, but the smile on his face was innocent: "I just fed you, you still don't eat, nah! Here's an apple for you With that, he forked an apple in the fruit tray again and put it to his mouth.

Lu Yimin's head leaned back subconsciously, squinting at the apple she handed over, with deep eyes.

"Do you eat it or not?" Hand stretched for a long time, Qiao Yuwei also felt a little tired, some angry stare at him: "don't eat, I eat!"

With that, he would take it back and continue to eat it. Seeing this, Lu Yimin immediately stretched out his hand and ate the apple. Qiao Yu was stunned, and then burst out a sweet smile: "how about it? Is it sweet? "

"Not bad." Lu Yimin's eyes were slightly astringent and answered faintly.

"I think so, too. You're trying this Hami melon and Sydney. It's sweet, too."

Qiao Yuwei used a fork to fork two pieces in the fruit plate to his mouth. After seeing him eat, he laughed happily and forked a piece of Hami melon to his mouth. He was also very happy to eat.

Seeing that there were very few fruits in the whole fruit plate, Lu Yimin looked at her eyebrows, pursed her lips, and did not open her eyes. She pretended to cough twice, trying to attract her attention: "cough."

But for a eater, when he eats, Fang Bi opens a non-interference mode. He just looks up at him, and the action of eating never stops.

"Qiao Yuwei." In the end, Lu Yimin couldn't bear it any more and cried out.

"Well?" Qiao Yuwei put the last piece of Sydney into his mouth: "what's the matter?"

"You bring up the fruit to let me watch you eat?" Lu Yi Min uses the remaining light to sweep the eye fruit dish, cold voice asks.

"Ah?" Qiao Yu blinked: "didn't you just eat? I... " See light suddenly, make complaints about the fork that he just crossed to him. When he looks at his poker faced face and eats it after a serious meal, Joe's mouth is small and he tucks his mouth out. "If you want to eat, just say," where can I get around so much? I won't laugh at you, will you? " Aojiao is a kind of disease. It needs to be treated. "

“……”

"Well, well, I won't say it." See he stares at his vision more and more fierce, Qiao Yuwei again the fruit fork left in the fruit plate to pass over: "Na! For the sake of not having lunch at noon, I'll give you the rest! "

After clearing the fruit in the fruit tray, Qiao Yuwei smiles and holds his cheek in both hands: "did you read the documents in the study all day today?"

Lu Yimin throws the fork back into the fruit plate. Junrong is still cold and doesn't want to answer Qiao Yuwei's question.

Qiao Yuwei nuzui, in fact, from Uncle Chen's mouth to know the answer to this question, but still can't help but want to ask him again.

"Keep looking! I'll go out first. I won't disturb you. " Looking at his indifferent and speechless appearance, Qiao Yuwei was a little disappointed, sighed silently, straightened up, and planned to go out with the fruit tray.

"Wait a minute."

"Well? What are you doing? "

"Pour me a glass of water." Lu Yimin's eyes in the table of things, and finally locked in the black cup, cold mouth.

Qiao Yuwei's vision also followed him to look at the cup, and he pointed to himself strangely: "do you mean I pour water for you?"

"Go and pour it."

"What if I don't?"

Lu Yimin raised her eyes and looked at her face. Her face also moved a little. She put down the book and said, "do you have anything else?"

"No more!"

"Then pour it out."

"Why? I have nothing else to do and I have to pour you water? I'm not your maid. "

"No?"

"No She is a very strong person.

"Then get out."

"Oh, just go out."

"Stop." Looking at her disdainful eyes and walking towards the door, Lu Yimin's blue tendons protruded from his forehead and yelled coldly.

Frightened, Qiao Yuwei suddenly stopped, turned back and looked at him, full of grievances and unhappiness, and complained: "Lu Yimin, how can you do this! I'm kind enough to send you fruit. Now you order me to pour water for you. It's so fierce. "

Seeing her tears about to fall, Lu Yimin's cool lips opened and closed slightly, with no abnormal look. She was still cold: "don't cry."

"You're killing me again."

"No

"Nothing?"

"I'll kill you."

"What?" Qiao language tiny Leng Leng of looking at him, then put away the tears in the eye socket, rolled a white eye: "isn't I say you, say a word as to so laborious?"? If you can finish it at one time, you have to divide it into two times. Don't you feel tired? You've just been so mean to me. You speak so badly. "

"Is that the murderer?"

"Isn't it?"

Lu Yimin pursed his cool lips into a straight line and said nothing.

"Well, you have something to say!"

Lu Yimin lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at her and continued to be silent.

Qiao Yuwei looked at him like this and sighed: "forget it, I'm angry with you. Anyway, you won't care. Forget it, forget it, I'm magnanimous and don't care about you. I'll help you pour the water!"

Yu Guang sweeps her slender jade hand, which reaches over to hold the cup. With a deep eye, he suddenly reaches out his long arm and grabs her jade hand. Even the cup is in the palm of his hand. Her hand is small, soft, and white. She has never touched her hand before. Now, Lu Yimin is stunned, The cold expression on his face was also stunned.

"What's the matter?" At this time, Qiao Yuwei is suffocating in her heart. How can she notice that this is the first time that she has been shaken by Lu Yimin, but she is not happy to ask.

Lu Yimin returned to his senses, holding her small hand and the big palm of the cup, but did not take it back: "warm water."

"Oh! I know. I won't let go

Lu Yimin looked at the slender hand in his palm, hesitated a little, and slowly withdrew his hand.

Qiao Yuwei took the cup and fruit tray and went directly to the door. When he came downstairs, he gave the fruit tray to Uncle Chen. He took his cup and poured a cup of warm water. When he passed the living room, Uncle Chen suddenly called her: "madam, the TV play you chased a few days ago has arrived."

Qiao Yuwei suddenly remembered that she sometimes can't remember things, so now she is used to letting Uncle Chen remember things for her. Thinking that the TV play she watched yesterday has just reached the climax today, she can't miss it, so she put the cup in her hand into Uncle Chen's hand: "Uncle Chen, please help me send this cup of water to Lu Yimin! I went to watch TV first The sound falls, then directly sits on the sofa, uses the remote control to turn on the television, adjusts yesterday that station, joyfully chases up the romantic drama.

Uncle Chen Lengleng took the cup of warm water upstairs and came to the door of the study. He bent his fingers and knocked on the door. Lu Yimin, who was sitting in the room, didn't make a sound. He thought she would come in directly. When the second knock came, he looked up at the door. Then a third sound came out and said, "come in."

Uncle Chen pushed the door and went in. When Lu Yimin saw him, he twisted his eyebrows subconsciously: "how are you?"

"Well..." He asked in this way, which made Uncle Chen feel embarrassed.

"What about Qiao Yuwei? Didn't she pour the water? " Lu Yimin also felt that it was not right for him to ask this question. He looked strange and asked coldly.

"My wife is watching TV downstairs. Recently, she is chasing a new romantic TV play. Just when it's time for the TV to be replayed, she went to watch it and asked me to bring you water." Uncle Chen reacted, feeling that Lu Yimin's words were mixed with disappointment, but he covered his mind and replied with a smile.

"Replay?"

"Because the play was broadcast after ten o'clock in the evening, sometimes my wife would go to bed first when she was sleepy. I didn't see the person who would catch up with the play on time the next afternoon. Let me remind her the next day."

After listening to the speech, Lu Yimin's eyes are closed, and his face is tinged with unhappiness. He always talks about what he likes and likes. Whenever he has a chance, he always tries to stick to himself. Now it's good that he doesn't give him water for a TV play.

Uncle Chen could not see his thoughts. He put the cup on the table and nodded: "Sir, if there is nothing else, I will go out first."