MTL - Siheyuan: The Final Winner-Chapter 29 Lou Xiaoe's generosity

  Chapter 29 Lou Xiaoe's generosity

  In the warm blanket.

  Qin Huairu lay quietly in Jiang Ping'an's arms, with a charming smile on her lips.

   "Not with you like this."

  Qin Huairu said coquettishly, her little face was flushed, soft and charming, coquettish and plump, seductive and ecstasy.

  Jiang Pingan chuckled, and said softly, "It can't be my fault."

   "I don't blame you, who is to blame, is it possible to blame me?" Qin Huairu smiled coquettishly.

  Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled, "Yes, I can't help it!"

   "Virtue!" Qin Huairu rolled his eyes, covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

  Suddenly, she restrained her smile and said worriedly: "By the way, we're such a fool, what if we get pregnant?"

   "You just remembered now, don't you think it's too late?"

  Jiang Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that Qin Huairu's face was getting worse and worse, he quickly said:

   "Okay, don't worry about this, I have some methods with an old Chinese doctor in the countryside, which can effectively prevent pregnancy!"

  Grandmaster-level martial arts, able to observe the subtleties, contraception is in the mind, which is better than anything else.

  Qin Huairu frowned slightly, doubtfully asked: "You didn't lie to me?"

   "Why did I lie to you? Really!" Jiang Ping'an said seriously.

  Qin Huairu stared blankly at his face for a long time before softly saying:

   "I hope what you said is true. If you dare to lie to me, you should know the consequences."

  Jiang Ping'an frowned and said, "What do you mean, could it be that you are pregnant with Jia Dongxu's child, and you should count it as mine?"

   "This..." Qin Huairu was instantly stopped by the question, and his eyes gradually became blank.

  If she becomes pregnant again, will it belong to Jiang Pingan or Jia Dongxu?

  Although Jiang Pingan said that he has means of contraception, who knows if he is lying?

   Don't wait for the child to be born, even her own mother is not sure who the father of the child is, so it will be troublesome.

   "Don't think too much, if you get pregnant again, it will definitely be Jia Dongxu's child."

   "You have to figure it out, I'm just greedy for your body, not for you to have children for me..."

  Qin Huairu came back to his senses, and complained: "Can you stop being so ruthless? What's wrong with me giving birth to you?"

   "No, do you really want to have a baby for me? That's not possible! Absolutely not!" Jiang Ping'an shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disgust.

  Qin Huairu became angry instantly, glared at him, and said:

   "Beautiful you, you want me to give birth to you, but I still don't want to!"

   After finishing speaking, he got out of the bed angrily, put on his clothes in a hurry, twisted his waist and left without saying hello.

   "Are you coming tomorrow?" Jiang Ping'an couldn't help asking.

   "Come!" Qin Huairu's response came from outside.

  …

   Early in the morning, the sky was bright.

  Jiang Ping'an was in a drowsy sleep when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

  He woke up with a start, got up, pulled off his cotton jacket and put it on, turned on the light, and went out.

   "Who, it's early in the morning!" Jiang Pingan muttered.

  Opening the door, I saw Lou Xiaoe standing outside rubbing her hands and stomping her feet, saying in a low voice:

   "Safe, the cigarettes have been delivered, you go to my house and move away!"

  Jiang Ping'an was refreshed, and didn't say much, and hurriedly went to the backyard with Lou Xiao'e.

  After entering the house, Lou Xiaoe pointed to the five boxes in the corner and whispered:

   "My dad just sent someone to send it. Hurry up and move out while the people in the courtyard are not up."

   "Isn't it one box? Why are there five boxes?" Jiang Ping'an wondered.

  Lou Xiaoe whispered: "There are four boxes of cigarettes, two boxes of Huazi, two boxes of Daqianmen, and one box of Moutai."

   "I asked my dad to help buy Huazi with my own money, but he didn't want the money. He gave these things to me."

   "Your dad really loves you, so he didn't ask you why you bought so many cigarettes?" Jiang Ping'an praised and asked curiously.

   "Why didn't you ask?" Lou Xiaoe smiled and said, "I told him I bought it as a gift, and he didn't ask any more."

   "My dad knows that I am a measured person. Besides, we are all married now, and some communication is essential."

   "Give me some cigarettes and alcohol, it's not a big deal, so don't worry about it."

  Jiang Pingan nodded, stepped forward, patted the box, and asked:

   "The box is so big, it should contain a lot of cigarettes, right?"

  Lou Xiaoe replied in a low voice: "I asked, 50 sticks per box, enough to smoke for a long time."

  Jiang Pingan exclaimed: "There are so many. If one person smokes one pack a day, four boxes of cigarettes are enough to smoke for five or six years!"

  The four boxes of cigarettes are packed in big cardboard boxes, but the box of wine is packed in wooden boxes.

  Lou Xiaoe said: "This wooden box contains 30 bottles of Moutai in earthenware bottles produced in 1953."

   "The ones sold for export, I heard from my dad that they have a certain collection value, and they are more respectable as gifts."

  Jiang Pingan admired: "There are so many cigarettes and alcohol, and only Uncle Lou has this way to buy them."

   "Really? So you have to be nice to me." Lou Xiaoe said proudly:

   "In the future, if you want to develop your career, I can also use my dad's contacts to help you."

  Jiang Pingan hugged her and pecked her hard for a few minutes.

   After he let go, he wondered: "Xu Damao is all about being a leader, why didn't you help him?"

  Lou Xiaoe recalled the kiss just now for a moment, and after recovering, she pursed her mouth and said:

   "Xu Damao is just a guy whose mud can't support the wall."

  "My dad said that he has a serious small-peasant mindset, is not deterministic, and can't achieve great things. Anyway, he looks down on him."

  Jiang Pingan asked curiously: "Then why did your father agree to let you marry Xu Damao?"

   "That's my mother's decision." Lou Xiaoe replied.

   "Xu Damao's mother used to be a servant of our family, and she was very close to my mother."

   "There was a time when the limelight was wrong, and my dad wanted me to marry well."

   "Xu Damao's mother got the letter, so she ran to tell my mother a lot of sweet words."

   "Afterwards, things became simple. Within a few days, I married Xu Damao out of nowhere."

  Jiang Pingan said: "Don't you agree to this?"

   "I just met Xu Damao once, how could I know his character?" Lou Xiaoe said depressedly.

   "I just heard my mother say how good he is. I thought that when I was old, I would marry someone left and right. I didn't think much about it, so I got married."

   "After I came here, I got along with Xu Damao for a while, only to realize that he is not what his mother said, but a bad **** villain. Unfortunately, it is too late to repent."

  Jiang Pingan put his arms around her waist, patted her on the back lightly, and said, "Xu Damao is really cheap.

   "In fact, I have known your good name for a long time, and I have been looking for it for a long time, but I just can't find it."

   "Later, you and Xu Damao went on a blind date and came to our yard, and I happened to be on a business trip with the leader again!"

   "Hey, I almost regret it to death!"

   "Really?" Lou Xiaoe blinked her eyes in surprise, and suddenly said:

   "Let me just say, when you came back from outside, as soon as we met, you went to drink with Xu Damao."

   "Later I heard Xu Damao say that your relationship with him is just average, neither good nor bad, so it turned out that he was staring at me!"

   "Hey!" Jiang Pingan laughed and said with a smirk:

   "I'm not just looking for Xu Damao to drink, I also intend to hook you up!"

   "Didn't we just roll into the bed after drinking too much?"

   "Bad guy, you are a bad guy!" Lou Xiaoe said coquettishly, beating Jiang Ping'an's chest lightly with her powder fist.

  (end of this chapter)