Chapter 22： (2/2)

Xi Yu: "... Whose?"

"Li Xiao."

Xi Yu decisively said: "That's not good."

He originally thought that as long as Uncle liked it, it seemed that he had to plan again. The uncle is so hard, he wants to find a person who can take care of the uncle, not someone who needs care.

Duan Shutong: "..." Although a bit sorry for Xi Duan, but seemed relieved.

Anyway, he does not mix emotions, no matter how Xi Duan and Pei Ruowei develop in the future, he will not (cha) hand.

Out of Xi Yu's room, Duan Shutong rationalized his thinking. According to Xi Yu, Xi Duan did not take the initiative to pursue Pei Ruowei in order to take care of the sentiment of the son. Instead, when he could not suppress his emotions, did Cen Ning send a bunch of flowers?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with this speculation, but it seems strange.

According to Xi Duan's (sexual xing) sentiment, if he chooses to abandon his emotions, he will be unswerving, and there will be no such situation as "if you leave".

Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, Xi Duan in the original book is old because Pei Ruowei is lonely, he must be emotional.

I was so thirsty after saying so many words, Duan Shutong went downstairs to pour water to drink, and found that there was movement in the kitchen, but the light was not turned on.

A large black shadow stood in front of the platform, and there was a faint sound of water flowing.

Duan Shutong recognized Xi Duan and reached out to turn on the light.

I saw that Xi Duan was holding a kettle and pouring water towards the cup. The water in the cup was full, but he didn't even know it and continued to add water.

Water flowed to the ground along the countertop and almost soaked the men's slippers.

The loss is not boiled water, otherwise it will burn away a layer of skin!

Duan Shutong didn't care about the water on the ground, immediately stepped forward to hold his wrist to stop it, grabbed the kettle from Xi Duan's hand, put it far away, and dumped some of the water in his glass. : "The water is full, drink it."

"Well, drink water." Xi Duan picked up the water cup mechanically and poured it in a big mouth. It was quite different from the image of a normal, serious cadre.

Duan Shutong suddenly felt that he was a little cute, so he couldn't help laughing.

"You are laughing." Xi Duan finished drinking a glass of water and turned his head to look at him, seeming to wonder why the young man laughed.

Duan Shutong immediately expressionless, "No."

The man's slightly drunken eyes must have watched him for a few seconds, nodding, "Don't laugh."

In this way, he inexplicably poked at the cuteness of Duan Shutong. Duan Shutong felt funny, and his thoughts suddenly moved. He couldn't help but leaned close to his ear and asked softly, "Do you like Pei Weiwei?"

"Who?"

Duan Shutong slowed down, "Pei, Ruo, Wei."

The man turned his head abruptly, his nose almost touching the cheek of the youth, a pair of black eyes quietly and quietly, with some helpless eyes on the youth, he shook his head gently.

"dislike."

Duan Shutong froze for a moment, and a hint of secret joy suddenly rose in his heart, but he was suppressed by reason again.

He is drunk, can he take things seriously after drunk? He was not sure.

"Go upstairs and rest." The young man stepped back a few steps away from Xi Duan.

Xi Duan's gaze moved with him, seeing him away from himself, frowning slightly, grievances looming, even the small mole at the end of the eyebrow was a bit melancholy, but still obediently obedient, "Well, rest."

Immediately after closing his eyes, he fell straight forward.

Duan Shutong's heart was shocked, and he quickly reached out to pick it up. He was staggered by the man, his waist hit the platform edge, and he snorted with pain.

Xi Duan opened his eyes and straightened up (shen), "Does it hurt?"

Rubbing his waist, Duan Shutong shook his head and said it was okay. He took the man's wrist gently and said, "Go, go upstairs."

Xi endpoint nodded, followed him, and kept pace.