On the way back.

Dai Yunxin closed her eyes and rested. Although she had not drunk too much wine, she would inevitably get smelly when going and going to dinner. The air conditioner turned on, and the built-in essential oil tablets brought fragrance to the breeze. The Phalaenopsis tasted more feminine and rich and fragrant. Zhao Xiyin felt itchy nose and raised her hand to rub it several times.

"Unhappy?" Dai Yunxin asked with his eyes closed.

"without."

"Ha, I can't hide it from me, it's all written on my face."

Dai Yunxin opened her eyes, sat upright, turned to look at her, "Master is for your own good. You are a child's character, and it is rare to return to nature. But Xiaoxi, you must understand that when you step into this circle, you will have no choice but to do many things."

Zhao Xiyin asked ignorantly: "If you just want to dance, then dance well. As for other things, don't look at them or care about them, wouldn't that be fine?"

When she said this, she was full of doubts. She was not deliberately looking for trouble and looking straight, but she really disagreed with Dai Yunxin's words, "You can't help."

Dai Yunxin frowned and looked at her for a long time, "Is it because I am too failed, or are you too stubborn? You have been back in Beijing for more than half a year, why are you still so unsophisticated?"

Zhao Xiyin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously touched her head, "Am I stupid?"

"Not stupid." Dai Yunxin was helpless and speechless, "It's the axis."

Zhao Xiyin curled her lips.

"Why bring you to dinner? First, you are in your twenties and still live heartless all day long. Don't know the sufferings of the world, so you will take you out to deal with people more. Second, you are selfish. I hope you will continue to develop in this circle after filming "Nine Thoughts". After all, this and springboard are not available for everyone. If it is really a waste, will it be a pity for you?"

Dai Yunxin said earnestly: "Xiaoxi, the stage accident six years ago almost ruined your entire dancing career. I am really relieved that you are willing to come back and can come back. No matter how you choose in the future, you will always be my best apprentice."

When it comes to old things, he is always particularly moved. This empathy made Zhao Xiyin soften her heart. From childhood to now, her fate with her master has been twenty years. In addition to her father, Dai Yunxin is a more close existence than her relatives.

Teach him fish, and teach him fish.

It made her beautiful scenery, and when she was in a trough, she did not ignore it.

Zhao Xiyin suddenly felt relieved. She just had a meal, and the master was for her good.

When I arrived at the community, Dai Yunxin said, "I won't go up anymore. Didn't I say that Teacher Zhao has a cold? There is a box of ginseng tablets in the trunk, which is my intention."

Zhao Xiyin rushed home with a brocade box, while Zhao Wenchun was still sitting in the living room waiting for her.

"Have you subsided your fever, why don't you lie down on the bed?" Zhao Xiyin didn't even put her bag, and reached out to test his forehead temperature.

Zhao Wenchun said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you going home so late?"

"It's something to accompany Teacher Dai. Look, that's what she gave you." Zhao Xiyin frowned, "Why are you still a little burning? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's just a cold, it's okay." Zhao Wenchun supported his body, his bones and joints yesterday, and he did not forget about it and examined it seriously, "Is he really with Teacher Dai?"

Zhao Xiyin couldn't help laughing, "Otherwise, I'll be with Zhou Qishen."

"Then I'll beat you up." Teacher Zhao said unhappily.

Zhao Xiyin's smile gradually became helpless. She sat quietly on the sofa, her hands folded together and rubbed them gently, and asked softly: "Do you really don't like Zhou Qishen?"

Zhao Wenchun said: "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I don't accept it."

"You accept what he does"

"Unless my grandson is still fine!" Zhao Wenchun said excitedly.

Zhao Xiyin remained silent for a long time and held his father's trembling hand, "Dad, I feel even more uncomfortable if you do this."

Zhao Wenchun was stunned, his heart beat hard, he frowned in discomfort, his facial features twisted together, and endured this wave of heartache.

For a longer period of silence, he let out, "I want to see his performance. At least at this stage, I can't convince myself to smile at someone who has hurt my daughter."

After speaking, Zhao Wenchun gently touched his chest and calmed down, pointing to the coffee table, "It's time to take medicine."

Zhao Xiyin picked up the medicine box.

"If you want to take anti-inflammatory pills, two packs of powders, and this capsule.

"Did I buy these for you last night?" Zhao Xiyin turned to the back and looked at it, questioningly said: "Then you should have taken the number of times and dosage tonight."

Zhao Wenchun was confused, "I didn't eat it tonight."

"You're at noon" "I've eaten."

Zhao Xiyin confirmed, "Then you have eaten what you have tonight, please count it."

Zhao Wenchun hesitated for a long time, for a while, then I may not remember it."

Zhao Xiyin was so amused that she poked his shoulder with her fingertips, "Teacher Zhao, you are becoming more and more like a child."

"Go! No big or small." Zhao Wenchun said majesticly, glanced at the medicine, probably not understanding it.

After Zhao Xiyin took a shower, Teacher Zhao was already asleep. She opened a crack in the door and looked at it. The quilt was covered tightly before she felt relieved. When she returned to the bedroom, Zhou Qishen's phone call happened to come over.

Zhao Xiyin answered quickly, but didn't make a sound immediately.

Zhou Qishen was not anxious. The breathing of the two people was slightly intertwined for about ten seconds. He couldn't help laughing first, his voice was low, just like the night outside the window, which was easy to make people feel at ease.

Asked her: "Did Uncle Zhao get a cold better?"

"Not good." Zhao Xiyin replied unhappily.

Zhou Qishen suddenly said: "Don't pout.

"Um?"

"I want to kiss."

Zhao Xiyin's face was burnt, "What a problem, where did you see me pouting?"

Zhou Qishen laughed out loud.

I knew that I was fooled again.

Zhao Xiyin blamed him muffled, "Don't make trouble."

Zhou Qishen heard that her tone was wrong, and did not ask directly what was wrong. He gave her time to relax before speaking: "If you encounter something, tell me."

Zhao Xiyin laughed at him, "You seem to be a domineering president."

"Not like, that's it."

Zhao Xiyin smiled even stronger, "You are so stinky."

Zhou Qishen nodded and then asked: "Do you go to the dance troupe today?"

He was gradual and roundabout instructing him. Zhao Xiyin understood this man, and at some point, he was always considerate and tender in small parts always made her feel something.

Zhao Xiyin opened the conversation to him, talking about the dinner party tonight, and talking about Teacher Dai's persuasion. In the end, he didn't care so much, "Teacher Dai said I am a child who doesn't know the sufferings of the world."

Zhou Qishen said: "Why do you want to know the sufferings of the world and I am willing to protect her? Why do she have so many objections?"

Zhao Xiyin was quite surprised, "Zhou Qishen, where did you go to the love conversation training class?"

The man was stunned and the man smiled slightly.

Zhou Qishen asked: "Who are at the dinner party?"

"Two directors of the dance association, and some of them I don't remember their names."

"You don't like it, and I won't go next time."

Zhao Xiyin said softly, "Master is kind."

"But I want you to be happy." Zhou Qishen said.

Zhao Xiyin held the phone, her eyes hotter than the body.

Quiet for a moment, "Okay, be good." Zhou Qishen whispered, "Are you feeling better?"

Zhao Xiyin's eyes became even hotter, and she found a support for her sorrow and grievances. The dependence in her heart, after many years, still remains undiminished. He is the lover she lived with and the husband she had been worried about in the same bed. These two titles constitute the habitat in her life.

Originally, she could get over it by just being beaten, but now she doesn't want to be strong anymore. Her tone is not easy to detect, and her charming and silly show her, "Zhou Qishen, I'm not in a good mood at all. You coax me."

Zhou Qishen laughed thinly, "How do you want me to coax me?"

"I don't care."

"Zhao Xiyin."

"Um?"

Zhou Qishen said: "Little baby."

The sound was hot, burning the screen, and burning Zhao Xiyin's ears. The temperature gathered into a firework and burst into a bang in my heart.

"It can be seen that I didn't coax it enough." Zhou Qi's deep octave voice was extremely sexy. He tempted him, "Lying on the bed, closing his eyes, and sleeping."

Zhao Xiyin softly said, "I can't sleep."

"I'll tell you a story."

When Zhou Qishen said this, he was on the way from the Fourth Ring Road to the Third Ring Road. The city was prosperous and the neon lights were colorful, gradually approaching the center of the capital.

As soon as he finished his business reception, the car had been replaced with a brand new Maybach. The passenger seat was a young and beautiful public relations officer in the company. He heard the privacy of Boss Zhou, and his face was unconsciously red. Secretary Xu sat in the back row with him, and he was even more arrogant and dared not breathe.

For convenience, Zhou Qishen turned on the phone with hands-free.

He put one hand around his waist, held his cell phone in the other hand and whispered on the web page, "A harsh light flashed in Gu Haotian's eyes, and only Cheng Beibei's pretty figure remained in his eyes."

Secretary Xu: “…”
To be continued...