Although these... colors are gaudy, Qianzhi is no stranger to this brand.

Although Qianfu and Qianmu are not at home all year round, they give them enough pocket money every day.

And this continued until she graduated from college, and there were even greater changes -

They directly allocated a card to her with no upper limit. Qian Zhi had no concept of money and could buy whatever she wanted.

She got her first bag from this brand when she first went to college. In the next two years, she got several more bags one after another.

H Family is a world-renowned luxury brand, not to mention the price. The price of some rare leather products is enough to buy a bathroom in a first-tier city.

But Qianzhi likes many different styles, and she has tried other brands of bags. As a result, she is not too fond of this brand. And she usually doesn't carry it in school.

But she didn't expect that Song Qishen would really remember what she said casually until now, and even promised to buy it back.

Qian Zhifu looked at the rows of extraordinarily bright-colored buns again, pursed her lips and said nothing.

"............"

Reason suddenly came back to me at this moment——

Why is this person like this??

Is he going to collect seven gourd babies?

Maybe Qian Zhi was silent for a long time, and Song Qishen looked over with raised eyebrows.

"Don't you like it?" He paused and continued, "Actually, I don't know what you girls like, so I just picked a series at random."

This is random...

But it’s so easy: )

Qian Zhi was a little bit dumbfounded. He bought the left and right ones. She didn't want to disobey him, but she also deliberately avoided Song Qishen's question. She didn't answer whether she liked it or not. She just praised the place and said, "The color is...

...It’s quite bright.”

The little girl's almond-shaped eyes were moist and bright. When she looked at him and spoke, her tone was extremely serious.

Song Qi's clear eyes paused slightly, "Well, you can put it in the cloakroom later."

He waved his hand, and Assistant Xia nodded, called to the two men who had been holding on, and took down the seven boxes and bags.

"In this case, we won't be the same again for a week." When Assistant Xia's figure disappeared behind the door, Song Qishen slowly spoke again, his dark eyes locked on her, his lips slightly hooked.

Qian Zhi almost thought he said that on purpose.

Is it possible to hold on to that topic for so long?

Looking at her downcast little face and bulging cheeks, even though she didn't say much, she was still very lively.

Song Qishen was not bothered by the lack of response at all.

The little girl talks little, but he also knows that it is related to her temperament.

But he had also seen her when she was cunning, innocent and innocent, like a little fox who had never experienced the world.

Judging from Assistant Xia's previous report, Qianzhi does everything in a calm manner. Even when walking around the house, she would suddenly stop and stand in a corner for a long time, standing still and looking at it carefully.

It is said that when she got tired halfway through her inspection, she still lay on the sofa and fell asleep with her eyes squinted.

"Have you eaten?" Song Qishen finished squeezing her left hand and started squeezing her right hand.

"I've eaten, haven't you?" Qian Zhi raised her eyes curiously.

His hands were well maintained, but the thin joints were a little bit bruised. At the moment, both of her hands were held in his hands, and their postures were very awkward.

Qianzhi's claws shrank a little, but when she was about to stretch them back, she was held down again.

Song Qishen opened his mouth at this time, and his words were slightly nasal, light and airy, and especially pleasant to the ears -

"No, so now you have to eat with your brother."

Song Qishen had takeout for this meal.

Qian Zhi didn't know if he could cook, but in the huge Nanyuan, there were no nannies or servants.

Now Assistant Xia has gone somewhere, and there are only two of them at the huge dining table.

"You didn't go back to Song's house before you returned to China, so you stayed here?" Qian Zhi held her face with her hands, placed her elbows on the marble table, and watched the man opposite her eating.

Her question came suddenly. Song Qishen didn't stop picking up food, "Well, I'll stay here when I get back."

"Then... why did you suddenly think of looking for Aunt Qin?" Qian Zhi has wanted to ask since that night, but has never found a chance to ask.

Qian's mother previously told her about the Song family's wishes on WeChat, and also told her how good this marriage was, and asked her to consider it. Not long after, Song Qishen came to see her.

She thought about this problem as long as she wanted, and this situation continued until Song Qishen came to Qin's house and killed her first and then explained it, ending her hard thinking ahead of time.

There was a smile on the man's lips, and there was a little interest in his usually cold peach blossom eyes, "Want to take a guess?"

How could she guess this?

Qianzhi was a little dumbfounded.

"If you can't guess, there's nothing I can do about it, brother." Song Qishen stared at her with interest, his eyes shining with an unknown light.

Then he leaned back, raised his eyebrows, and after a long while he said slowly, "This kind of thing is not urgent."

After dinner, Song Qishen still had some business matters to attend to. When he rushed back, he had no choice but to take it home to deal with it.

Right now, he wanted to go to the study with Assistant Xia, so he left her alone in the living room.

Song Qishen was afraid that she would be bored by being alone, so he asked her to watch TV.

Qianzhi shook the phone in her hand and curled her lips, "We college students don't watch TV now. We just need a mobile phone."

I don't know if that's the case.

Song Qi carefully considered these words, and it seemed that they contained a hint of disdain for his old age: )

Song Qishen's handsome face showed no expression, but he reached out and pinched the little girl's face.

It's the hard kind, with a little strength and a lot of strength.

In fact, all things considered, he is only twenty-five this year, so he can't really be considered old.

Qian Zhi was hurt by being pinched, but she dared not speak out in anger. Song Qishen sometimes seemed easy to get along with, but his face was really cold and still very scary.

Between the lines of her words, she urged him to hurry up and get busy. It was obvious that she was chasing someone away. Song Qishen unceremoniously pinched the other side of her face, then took a long step and went to the study downstairs.

Qian Zhi bared her teeth for a moment, feeling her urges come online.

Sometimes she doesn't say it out loud on the surface, but the barrage in her mind is so rich that she can paint a picture of a galloping horse.

After silently sighing with emotion, Qianzhi started to scroll through Weibo. She was originally sitting upright on the sofa, but then she became more and more tired, and unconsciously, she turned into a crooked reclining posture.

She hasn't been in Nanyuan for long, and she still doesn't have that sense of familiarity. In terms of experience, at least now, she doesn't feel as relaxed as she did in the dormitory.

Qian Zhi waited and waited, but she didn't wait until Song Qishen came out and asked Assistant Xia to take her back.

I don't know how much time passed, Qian Zhi rubbed her eyes and felt sleepy overwhelmingly sweeping over her.

In fact, this afternoon, she took a nap during Assistant Xia's eloquent introduction, but she didn't expect that when people are lazy, they will become even more sleepy.

Late at night, it started to rain heavily outside. Although Qian Zhi didn't feel the coldness of winter rain, she still counted the small raindrops on the glass window.

She continued to wait for a while, and finally closed her eyes without holding back.

Song Qishen specially rushed back today, but he still had some unfinished business, so he had to deal with it at night.

When I walked from the study to the living room, I found the little girl lying with her head down, her head buried in the soft sofa, and her whole body was in a collapsed posture.

He paused, walked over and got closer, and found that Qian Zhi had fallen asleep.

The curled eyelashes trembled, the small nose exhaled a light breath, and only half of the porcelain white face was exposed.

Song Qishen bent down on one knee, half-crouched in front of her, and lowered his eyes.

Assistant Xia sorted out the documents and followed Song Qishen, who was a little slow to take a picture of the study. When he went upstairs, he found his boss squatting in front of the sofa, playing with his mobile phone.

He strode over and was about to speak out——

It got stuck in the throat.

In front of the man, Qianzhi was lying on the sofa, obviously asleep.

Maybe he heard the sudden slowdown of his footsteps. Song Qishen turned his head, put away his cell phone, and then straightened up.

Assistant Xia followed tacitly to the small corner and asked softly, "Mr. Song, it's quite late. Why don't you wake up my wife now? She told me today that she would go back to the dormitory tonight and asked me to see her off."

Song Qishen looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window and said clearly, "Well, it's quite late, and it's raining heavily."

Assistant Xia was about to nod when he heard Song Qishen slowly speak again -

"So just drive back by yourself."

Assistant Xia:............

When Qianzhi woke up from tossing and turning, her head felt a little dizzy, like the heavy feeling of clothes getting soaked and sticking to the body after drowning.

However, she woke up alone for a while and soon became much clearer.

Because she slept on her stomach, half of her face and half of her arms were numb, with numbness from ant bites.
To be continued...