I'm a stand-in, no emotion

And Xiao Ying didn't pay attention to these details at all, he only knew that if Zhou Qiang couldn't handle it well, he would give up the marriage with the Yu family, and things would be bad at that time.

"Mr. Zhou!" He tightened his grip on Zhou Qiang: "You have misunderstood me. I absolutely did not mean to offend you. I just want to explain to you clearly that I attach great importance to marriage and will never be perfunctory!"

Zhou Qiang's ears were rumbling, and he couldn't hear what the other party was saying at all. He only knew that he was tightly pressed against this stinky rascal's chest!

Airtight!

His face was red...

"Bastard!" Zhou Qiang was trembling with anger. For a while, he felt that the man's sweaty chest muscles were hot to the touch, and for a while, he felt that the man's struggling arms were irritating, and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe smoothly: "Hurry up and let go!" open me?"

"Are you finally willing to listen to my explanation?" Xiao Ying felt that the person in his arms who was as tall as him gave up struggling, and he also breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then let's go into the room and discuss in detail."

Up to this point, he was still afraid that Zhou Qiang would run away, so he put his arms around his shoulders instead: "Mr. Zhou, please."

The well-educated prince of the Zhou family looked at his situation, was forced to go back, and seemed to be forced to marry, he was so angry that he almost wanted to swear: "Yu Feng, what do you mean?"

Just so impatient to enter Zhou's house?

Don't even want your own face?

Zhou Qiang didn't believe that a big man could completely abandon his...honesty for the benefit of the family.

"Why do you ask Mr. Zhou? I want to marry you." Xiao Ying is a straightforward person. This is the biggest difference between him and Yu Feng. When he is not in a hurry, he can still learn from Yu Feng. Hit the straight ball.

But today, he was in a hurry.

"You..." Zhou Qiang choked again, staring wide-eyed at the young man he met for the first time, seeming very unacceptable to the other party's unrestrained style!

"Here, here we are." When he was still angry, Xiao Ying had already brought him into the living room without a trace, and personally led him to sit on a chair: "Mr. Zhou, would you like to drink Longjing or Biluochun? My younger brother will make you a cup of tea personally." Pot, as an apology."

"What did you say?" Zhou Qiang seemed to have heard something that made him fly into a rage, and he slapped his pampered white palm on the yellow rosewood coffee table: "Your father and I are of the same generation, what right do you have to be here?" Claiming to be my little brother in front of me?"

What a mess!

Xiao Ying was stunned, it turned out that he didn't even have the qualifications to be a humble little brother...

Fortunately, he has a single-minded temperament, is very pragmatic, and admits death.

Xiao Ying immediately said: "Uncle Shi, don't be angry, it's because my nephew is not clear-headed and has confused his seniority, so I'll pour you some tea and apologize."

For Yu Feng, for Yu's family, he would never do anything wrong.

Immediately, he smiled and picked up Zhou Qiang's hand that was patted on the table, and stroked it lightly: "Uncle Shi's palm doesn't hurt from falling, does it? Do you want to apply some ice?"

Zhou Qiang was probably so shocked that he forgot to move, but just stared at the finger that was walking above his jade ring.

When Zhou Qiang came to his senses again, he withdrew his palm vigorously, hid it in Qiu Qiu's thin sleeve, and clenched it tightly: "Go and make tea!"

Xiao Ying: "Yes yes yes."

He didn't dare to ask Zhou Qiang whether he liked Biluochun or Longjing.

I'm afraid that in this case, even if Zhou Qiang is given Yuye Qiongye, the other party will not be happy.

However, Xiao Ying obediently brewed two cups of Biluochun, one for Zhou Qiang and one for Old Man Yu who secretly gave him a thumbs up.

The other party whispered in his ear: "That's what being a man is all about. Feng'er continues to behave."

After that, he looked at Nephew Zhou Xian opposite him with a smile on his face.

"Hmph." Zhou Qiang took a sip of tea, trying to calm himself down.

"Uncle Shi is seven feet tall, with an extraordinary aura, a face like a crown of jade, elegant and profound, really good-looking, I am afraid that Pan An in ancient times is nothing more than this."

"Cough!" Zhou Qiang took a mouthful of Biluochun and almost couldn't spit it out. The cough made his eyes turn red, and he glared at Xiao Ying angrily: "You, you..." Why did he start talking nonsense again!

It sounds like a veteran in love, a playboy, dirty!

"Uncle Shi is choking? Wipe it with a paper towel." Xiao Ying took out two paper towels and handed them to Zhou Qiang, and felt that it would be more sincere to do it by herself, so she bent down and wiped the water from the corners of Zhou Qiang's mouth directly beside Zhou Qiang's chair mark.

Zhou Qiang's whole body froze, especially the moment when Xiao Ying's fingertips directly touched his lips. The unfamiliar numbness frightened him, a 30-year-old veteran cadre who hadn't opened yet: "What are you doing? Get back! I don't need it."

"Okay..." Xiao Ying was in a daze. Actually, he wanted to say that he had finished wiping.

"And!" Zhou Qiang glanced at him again, gritted his teeth: "You put on your clothes first."

The old man Yu who was on the side echoed: "Yes, yes, Feng'er put on his clothes first, and dangled shirtless in front of the distinguished guests, how decent it is."

Xiao Ying was shy, and also felt a little embarrassed: "Well, then Grandpa will chat with Uncle Zhou Shi first, and I will come when I go."

Zhou Qiang turned his head and didn't look at him, but his Adam's apple moved.

When Xiao Ying got dressed and returned to the living room again, he found that Zhou Qiang's face had returned to calm, becoming a little cold and gloomy.

Only when he saw himself, there was a little bit of anger in the water.

This made Xiao Ying confused, and quickly wondered if he was not sincere enough to apologize and make amends?

"Feng'er." Unable to withstand the atmosphere, old man Yu quickly winked at his second grandson: "Hurry up, go sit down next to your Uncle Zhou, and tell Uncle Zhou what you think."

After the words fell, the two people in the room looked at the same position at the same time.

Xiao Ying hurriedly went to sit there as fast as she could, and Zhou Qiang was speechless. She slammed the knife at him and said, "You act like a hooligan."

Xiao Ying was puzzled, what does it have to do with hooligans if she sits on her own chair?

Xiao Ying said: "Uncle Zhou Shi, what do you ask of me, just say it, as long as I can do it."

Zhou Qiang's temper that had just been suppressed became angry again. What do you mean by demanding something from him? Why should you demand something from him: "With all due respect, don't you think highly of yourself?"

The matter of marriage has not even been written off in his mind, but the other party's behavior is as if... as if, this matter has been settled!

Who settled down with him!

The Biluochun in his hand was placed heavily on the coffee table.

Xiao Ying's heart trembled, and she almost knelt down and hugged Zhou Qiang's legs, but the matter was not serious enough to ask for help: "Uncle Shi, don't be angry, I didn't mean that, I'm a stupid person... "

Zhou Qiang became popular again, and the huanghuali wood coffee table was in trouble again: "Are you stupid?! Where are you stupid?" Just kidding, a person with a stupid mouth can speak up and hide seven feet? !It is so elegant and profound! ?

This is called a stupid mouth. If the mouth is not stupid, what should it be called? !

Xiao Ying was scolded so badly that she dared not speak.

"Nephew Zhou Xian, calm down." Old Master Yu couldn't stand it anymore, and boldly persuaded him a few words: "You misunderstood Feng'er, he is an honest person, what he said just now must be because he felt something in his heart. come out."

Xiao Ying hurriedly said: "Yes, yes."

The marriage was so unstable that he suddenly Alexander.

"Hmph." Zhou Qiang seemed to have listened to the old man Yu's words, calmed down immediately, then picked up the cup of Biluochun that he had dropped, and took a sip patiently: "You should know that the Zhou family doesn't value whether it's good or not. ally……"

Mr. Yu hurriedly said: "Yes, everything is because the Yu family wants to rely on the nephew. Alas, the son is not like the father, and the uncle has nothing to do." Otherwise, he would not send the only grandson with good qualifications into the Zhou family for marriage: "Nephew, He earnestly begged the young man on the opposite side: "Feng'er is the child with the best qualifications under my knees. Whatever you say, please don't hesitate to teach him for three to five years. At that time, my nephew wants to divorce and remarry, and I will follow my nephew's wish." .”

Zhou Qiang looked at old man Yu coldly, this old fox, after all, was planning for his grandson, what to teach for three to five years, bah, he wanted to leave after taking advantage of it, and he didn't even look at him Zhou Qiang What kind of temper.

"That's fine." Zhou Qiang's painting style changed suddenly. He was very resistant just now, and he seemed to have figured it out in the blink of an eye. He said, "I am willing to marry him, but I have conditions."

Xiao Ying's eyebrows twitched, feeling ominous.

The happiness on the old man's face came too suddenly, and he asked quickly, "What condition? Just say it."

Zhou Qiang looked at Mr. Yu and sneered: "Zhou, if he marries the second young master of your family, he is from the Zhou family and has nothing to do with your Yu family. Do you understand what I mean?"

Old man Yu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with complicated eyes, he understands.

"Secondly, he followed me. Apart from me, in his heart, there can be no other people." Zhou Qiang looked at Xiao Ying suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and he asked, "Yu Feng, can you do it?"

Xiao Ying heard his brother Shadiaofeng's name, and nodded without any pressure: "Uncle Zhou Shi, I can do it."

Seeing him answering without hesitation, Zhou Qiang's complexion improved a bit, but he didn't believe it: "Really?"

How could Xiao Ying dare to shake her head: "Really, I am innocent and have no one in my heart. When I marry you in the future, I will only have you in my heart."

"Oh." Zhou Qiang felt better after hearing this innocent sentence, "I'm sorry you don't dare to tell lies." He lowered his head and took a sip of tea, then handed the teacup to Xiao Ying: "Add water."

Old Master Yu's eyes lit up, knowing that this matter is over, he hurriedly urged Xiao Ying: "Feng'er, why are you so dazed, quickly give you Uncle Zhou Shi some water."

Xiao Ying took the teacup, refilled it, and handed it over. Zhou Qiang was deliberately embarrassed and pretended not to see it.

While Xiao Ying was thinking in her heart that she would make you look good after getting married, she sincerely flattered her and said, "Dear Uncle, hurry up and get some tea, I'm flustered when you're like this."

"Okay, shut up." Zhou Qiang took the teacup, glared at it, seemed to hate Xiao Ying's mouth full of flirtatious words, and threatened in a low voice: "Next time you dare to slip your tongue, I will cut you off." your tongue. head."