Qin Weiqian probably didn't expect that she had just returned home and Feng Jiuci came.

The man stood outside the door angrily, his deep eyes were as secretive as he was so cold, looking at Qin Weiqian.

"Uh? Why are you here?" Qin Weiqian looked behind Feng Jiuci, and there was no one, and he didn't bring anything. Qin Weiqian felt very strange. Why did Feng Jiuci come here with him in a good manner?

"Where is Doudou?" The man who had been silent suddenly spoke.

In the room, I heard someone calling his name Doudou curiously walked two steps towards the door. Seeing that it was Feng Jiuci, I was very curious: "Why did Uncle Feng come?"

"Why are you walking so fast? Who told you to leave?" The man's voice was cold, and he stepped on his slender legs and walked directly over Qin Weiqian, towards Doudou, and then picked up the little guy with a swipe.

Doudou looked innocent: "Uncle Feng, is it wrong for me to go back to my own home?"

"Is there something wrong." The man replied with three words very domineeringly.

Doudou wondered.

Feng Jiuci said: "The place where I am is your home."

puff--

Over there, Xu Yan, who was drinking a drink, couldn't help but squirt out a sip of Coke.

On the other side of Xu Yan, Zuo Zeyu was Qi Ziheng who had just come out of the hospital, and was gnawing watermelon...

Feng Jiuci's cold face slightly darkened, the corners of his cold and sexy mouth slowly curled up, and his smile became cold and terrifying...

He gave Qin Weiqian a look. At that moment, Qin Weiqian felt that the air around her was frozen, which was a bit scary...

"Uncle Feng, this is my home." Doudou couldn't help but remind.

Feng Jiuci snorted coldly: "It's not enough to have me as a dad. Do you still want to find a stepfather?"

Qi Ziheng threw away the melon skin in his hand, "Uncle Jiu, Doudou is not your child. It doesn't matter to you how many stepdads he wants to find."

"When is it your turn, a child, to interrupt here when you speak?" Feng Jiuci scolded sternly.

Qi Ziheng smiled, and his hearty laughter sounded particularly nice: "Uncle Jiu is not a few years older than me, and what I said is true. Doudou is not a fool who can be your order. To put it bluntly, Uncle Jiu doesn't care, and I think he likes me very much."

The two of them were chatting and laughing, but the whole room was filled with tension.

Originally, Qin Weiqian went home today and just wanted to have a simple meal with Xu Yan. Who would have thought that Zuo Zeyu, the dog skin plaster, had to stick to Xu Yan. When he came to Qin Weiqian's house, he even had a meeting with Qi Ziheng.

Okay, several people came uninvited and almost started fighting.

Qin Weiqian said she was very tired.

"Okay, don't say anything. If you have nothing to do, you will leave after eating the melon." Qin Weiqian directly banged people.

Qi Ziheng said: "I want to stay for dinner. Uncle Jiu should be fine, right? If it's okay, you leave first?"

Feng Jiuci walked into the living room with Doudou in his arms...

Xu Yan got up quickly and rubbed against Zuo Zeyu. Zuo Zeyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the frightened coward, saying, "It's just a man, as for scaring you like this?"

Xu Yan glared at him: "What do you know? Is this an ordinary man?"

Zuo Zeyu smiled gently and stood up: "Hello Mr. Feng."

Feng Jiuci glanced at Zuo Zeyu, shook hands, and then put the Doudou in his arms on the sofa and sat down himself.

Qi Ziheng's expression was very unnatural for a moment.

Zuo Zeyu said: "Mr. Feng came here this time and was also a free meal, right?"

The man's indifferent gaze moved away from Qin Weiqian who was cutting watermelons, and spoke like orchid: "Wipe on the bed."

Ahem —

Qin Weiqian was so excited that she almost cut her fingers...

He suddenly looked up at Feng Jiuci and said, "There is no bed for you."

"You have a guest room." Feng Jiuci replied.

Qin Weiqian said depressedly: "Xu Yan is going to stay overnight tonight, she wants to sleep in the guest room so there is no room for you."

"Then I'm sleeping with you." Feng Jiuci replied shamelessly without blushing.

Qin Weiqian wanted to hehe, but she suppressed her temper and said, "Don't you mean the president, I'm small, I really can't tolerate you, the big Buddha. If you have nothing else, just leave quickly."

She really didn't want to waste time with Feng Jiuci, so she just opened the door and wanted to see off the guests.

Feng Jiuci narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a horrifying cold burst out of his body: "Say it again."

Zuo Zeyu coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Feng, Qin Weiqian's house is indeed small. If you want to have dinner, you can stay overnight. After all, Xu Yan also lives here. I am really worried that Mr. Feng will be unable to help but do something bad in the middle of the night."

Xu Yan coughed twice and glared at Zuo Zeyu viciously: "Can you speak? If you can't speak, say less."

Zuo Zeyu smiled and said, "Isn't it? Although I believe in Mr. Feng's character, I am really worried that you can't help but rush toward the handsome guy when you see him."

Xu Yan had a black face in an instant. Damn, how could she not speak? Is it clear that she is a mean mouth?

Xu Yan resisted the urge to slap him in the face, gritted her teeth, and said, "Yes, that's right, I'm such a shameless person."

Feng Jiuci said: "I have no interest in her, so I will naturally not touch her at all, but if she wants to make a mistake, I don't mind breaking her leg."

Uh... Xu Yan subconsciously touched her hands and felt a little painful.

Zuo Zeyu was shocked by Feng Jiuci's words. It was really... I didn't expect that he could be so shameless that he could only give Qi Ziheng a look.

Qi Ziheng said: "If Uncle Jiu really has no place to live, you can live there."

"No, you go home if you have nothing to do. If you don't go home so late, your parents are afraid that they will miss you." Feng Jiuci directly rejected Qi Ziheng's kindness.

After the two of them had just met a few words, they felt a sense of tension again.

Doudou was stuck in the middle and raised her hands and said unhappily: "Okay, okay, are you all saying enough? If you really think it's not enough, then go out and make a noise. I'm hungry. If you continue to argue, my mom will not be in the mood to cook."

Qi Ziheng said: "I'll make it for you to eat."

Then, he walked into the kitchen...

And the unattainable and noble Feng Jiuci was still sitting on the sofa.

Zuo Zeyu, who was watching the show, became interested, and curled the corner of his mouth and joked: "Will Mr. Feng go and help?"

"The eldest nephew is filial and wants to help his aunt, which is great." The man replied lukewarmly.

Xu Yan next to her almost couldn't help but stretch out her thumb. Awesome, it was the first time she saw someone who could be so arrogant even if she robbed her big nephew's girlfriend...

Xu Yan also felt that Feng Jiuci was a bit too much and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Feng said this too early, right? Qianqian doesn't seem to like you, and you are not suitable either."

"You are not sure whether I fit her or not." Feng Jiuci replied coldly.
Chapter completed!