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Chapter 113: Jujube: Premature Pregnancy

Qiao Yiyao put the lid on the cup, put the teacup on the table, and then slowly opened her lips, "Diamond..."

"Diamonds are being processed, not finished yet." Qin Yanzhi glanced at Qin Yueyan and said.

Several people talked, and even Mr. Qin put aside his daily attention.

Qin Yueyan said "Oh", nodded thoughtfully and didn't say anything more.

In fact, she really wanted to ask her brother when he planned to give it away, but she was afraid that if she pushed too hard, she would lose Qin Yanzhi's favor.

And since her brother asked, he would definitely give it away.

"Old lady, master, young master, young mistress, miss, the meal is ready." Aunt Zhang came out in good time and interrupted.

"Eat." The old lady got up with the armrest of the sofa, and Qin Yueyan hurriedly supported her.

A meal was eaten very quietly, and even the sound of chopsticks touching the dishes was very rare.

"Are you sleeping here tonight?" the old lady asked after the meal.

Today's meal was later than usual, Qiao Yiyao turned her head to look at the wall clock hanging on the wall, the hour hand had already set on the horoscope.

Qin's old house and Shili Jinyuan are two different suburbs, and it will probably be very late to go back.

And Qiao Yiyao is a little sleepy now.

"You don't have to go to class tomorrow, just sleep here." Qiao Yiyao said.

The old lady smiled kindly, "Then add another quilt, and the weather forecast says the temperature will drop again tonight."

Qiao Yiyao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised her eyelids to look at the old lady in her mind, and saw that she had already given orders to Mrs. Zhang.

The old lady clearly wanted her to sleep in the same room with Qin Yanzhi.

But it was too late to repent, Qiao Yiyao suddenly regretted agreeing.

"It's getting late, why don't you go wash up?" The old lady kindly reminded Qiao Yiyao when she remembered that she went to bed early.

Qiao Yiyao twitched the corner of her mouth.

The old lady didn't give her a chance to sleep in another room, "Sister-in-law Zhang, take Xiao Qiao up, I'm sure I won't remember where Yanzhi's room is after I've been here a few times."

Qiao Yiyao had no choice but to stand up and glance at Qin Yanzhi who was sitting aside, and followed Aunt Zhang upstairs.

Qiao Yiyao stood at the door, looking at Qin Yanzhi's abstinence-style room, inexplicably nervous, a flash of inspiration flashed through her mind and said with a smile: "Suddenly remembered that I didn't bring any clothes, it's inconvenient, I'd better go home."

"No need," Mrs. Zhang smiled with squinted eyes, "last time, the old lady asked someone to prepare a lot of clothes for you. They are in the closet, and there are all kinds of styles."

Aunt Zhang took out a thick silk quilt as she spoke, made the bed and went downstairs.

Qiao Yiyao walked to the closet, grabbed the handle with both hands and opened the closet door, and was surprised to see the grand scene inside.

There are really all kinds of clothes lined up, from thick pajamas to ultra-thin lace styles...

Qiao Yiyao had no choice but to praise the old lady for her carefulness.

But anyway, Qin Yanzhi doesn't like her so much, he will definitely find a way to leave, and it's not her turn to worry.

Qiao Yiyao yawned, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

It's already nine o'clock when everything is sorted out.

Qiao Yiyao squinted her sleepy fox eyes, walked to the far side of the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

Qin Yanzhi's bed was bigger and softer than hers.

Qiao Yiyao fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

Qin Yanzhi, who stayed in the living room, was busy until one o'clock in the morning before putting away his laptop and returning to his room.

Open the door and turn on the light and go into the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, he walked directly to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it, as if he had forgotten Qiao Yiyao's existence.

As soon as Qin Yanzhi lay down, he felt a foreign object in his waist. He frowned and stretched out his hand to feel it out. Looking at it under the moonlight, it was a jujube.

(End of this chapter)