In the evening, Jiang Yu lay comfortably on the soft bed, watching the ballet video on her phone.

At this time, a text message popped up on the phone, from Xie Yuan——

"Are you in Haicheng?"

"Yes, hey, how did Uncle Xie know?"

"Your mother told me."

As soon as he walked out of the Aonuo restaurant, Xie Yuan called Jiang Manyi for a long time, and the two almost quarreled on the phone.

Xie Yuan was very dissatisfied with the fact that she agreed to let Jiang Yu and her boyfriend go out alone, and felt that doing so was undoubtedly sending sheep into the tiger's mouth, and a man could have any good intentions.

Jiang Manyi scolded Xie Yuan, saying that when her daughter grew up, she would have her own love and life. He thought that he was good to her daughter and "interfered" too much, so he was old-fashioned.

All in all, Xie Yuan was very worried, and after deliberation for a long time, he contacted Jiang Yu.

I can't make a phone call yet, because there are some warnings, it's not easy to talk on the phone, and can only send text messages.

Jiang Yu caught some strange content from Xie Yuan's text message: "Hey, Uncle Xie, do you and my mother often contact?"

Xie Yuan: "Well, I'll keep in touch. That... Xiaoyu, you're still young. I don't think you need to worry about falling in love for now. The most important thing now is your own growth and progress."

Jiang Yu: "Uncle Xie, you often keep in touch with my mother. What are you guys talking about in general!"

Jiang Yu completely ignored Xie Yuan's admonition to him, and focused on his relationship with her mother.

No, can these two really have sparks? !

Jiang Yumen asked herself, Jiang Manyi is not young anymore, but she still looks beautiful, with a pair of affectionate eyes, few men can not look back at her while walking on the road.

From Jiang Manyi, Jiang Yu can clearly see that women are not only beautiful in their youth, as long as they can take care of themselves and keep a young mind, they will also be attractive at the age of 30 and 40.

Sometimes Jiang Yu feels that she is not her mother's biological daughter. She is so feminine that she has not inherited it at all...

Xie Yuan fell in love with his mother, and it was normal to think about it.

A well-trained man like Xie Yuan has many young girls around him. He has been single for so many years, but most of them have little interest in little girls. Instead, he may prefer mature women with experience.

This time, Jiang Yu was in a dilemma.

On the one hand, she really admires Xie Yuan. If Xie Yuan can be her stepfather, that would be a good thing.

But on the other hand, the love story between Cheng Ye and Jiang Manyi in their early years moved her very much. Cheng Ye is her father!

This is really... difficult.

Jiang Yu: "Uncle Xie, do you and my mother usually have a lot in common?"

Xie Yuan: "..."

Jiang Yu: "Don't worry, I'm a very enlightened child. I won't obstruct it. My mother should be happy."

Xie Yuan: "...You misunderstood."

Jiang Yu: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm taking the liberty, you don't have to take my words to heart, these things are still up to my mother to make her own decisions."

Xie Yuan: "Really, no."

Jiang Yu: "Ah, I'm sleepy. I'll rest first. You should rest earlier, don't stay up late, good night."

After sending this message, Jiang Yu quickly logged out of WeChat, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a while.

If Xie Yuan really likes his mother, and her mother has a good opinion of him, Jiang Yu shouldn't drag Cheng Ye into this relationship.

Even if he is his biological father, but with the passage of time, Jiang Manyi may be more willing to start a new life.

Jiang Yu actually didn't know much about his biological father, Cheng Ye.

Things are getting more complicated.

It's nerve-wracking.

At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and Qiu Li came out.

Jiang Yu was still looking at his mobile phone, but when he looked up in a trance, he saw the scenery of the boy's upper body.

A white bath towel was casually draped around his neck, his skin was covered with water droplets, his back muscles were slightly bowed, and when he turned to one side, he could see his firm and well-proportioned abdominal muscles.

Jiang Yu's cheeks were a little hot unconsciously, she deliberately looked away, lowered her head and played with her phone, pretending that she didn't see anything.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of his eye.

It's hard for any girl to resist such a figure.

This is... so tempting.

Qiu Li took out the white hair dryer from Jiang Yu's suitcase, and stood in front of the mirror to blow his hair.

The girl lying on the bed in the mirror, with blushing cheeks, was absent-mindedly playing with her mobile phone, secretly looking at herself from time to time.

Qiu Li looked down at his figure.

Immediately gained confidence.

He turned to his side and called softly, "Xiaoyu, come and blow my hair."

Jiang Yulai lay on the bed and refused to move, and buried his head in the quilt: "You... blow it yourself, why do you want me."

"I can't blow well."

Jiang Yu finally got up, walked over with his slippers on, took the hair dryer, and mumbled, "I can't even blow my hair well, my boyfriend is really a 10th-level cripple in real life."

Qiu Li picked her up and sat on the dressing table, letting her twiddle his hair and blow the hot air.

"It's enough for me to have a light rain." He approached her neck like a spoiled child, rubbed her ear temples with his nose, and smelled the faint fragrance of lemon on her body—

"You are my eyes, nose, ears..."

Jiang Yu was tickled by him, giggled, and patted his head: "Be calm."

Qiu Li allowed her to blow her hair, her long black hair fell on her shoulders, and her shoulders were beautifully curved. She was wearing a bubbly white nightdress with a very loose skirt and a wide neck.

From his point of view, he can easily look into the neckline and see the perfect scenery...

In just a second, he looked away.

If there is an electrocardiogram at this time, you can definitely see a line that rises like an Everest.

Jiang Yu didn't notice the ups and downs of the boy's mood at all. She carefully helped him blow his hair, and whispered: "My mother said that every time I wash my hair, it must be dried, otherwise it will cause headaches in the future."

Before she knew it, the boy's hand had already landed on her back, lightly touching her bones.

Jiang Yu's hand paused slightly, looked at him, and saw a strong desire in his dark pupils...

She seemed to sense something, put down the hair dryer gently, and closed her eyes.

The boy's kiss was extraordinarily restrained, not as stormy as she imagined.

It does not belong to the restraint of eighteen years old.

For these things, Jiang Yu actually has a very serious psychological shadow.

She had lived a very different life, even a married life.

In her marriage, all that awaits her every day is fear, but violence, and even the most intimate things are full of insults and sharp pains...

Gradually... Jiang Yu began to fear and began to escape.

Even if she occasionally sees how happy the protagonist is in an action movie, she never thinks it is such a happy thing, or even a kind of torture.

Qiu Li felt her slight tremble and the escape between his lips and teeth, he slowly stopped kissing, and then looked at her with his ears snuggled: "Afraid?"

Jiang Yu avoided his gaze and said calmly, "No, no."

"Why are you still stubborn at this time?"

"I'm really not afraid. If it's Xiao Li, I'm not afraid at all."

Qiu Li squeezed her chin, "forcing" her to look at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Did our girlfriend experience someone else?"

"..."

The little girl's chest heaved slightly, once again avoiding his sight.

Her body is the body of her youth, but her soul is already full of sores... Those unbearable things stabbed in her heart like thorns.

It's hard to let go.

It was originally a joke, but her reaction made his eyebrows gradually wrinkle.

Staring at her eyes for a long time, Qiu Li seemed to see some clues, and murmured with a sullen face: "Really?"

"Not what you think."

"How old are you, were you an adult?"

"Not that kind!"

Qiu Li's heart was suddenly filled with evil fire, his hand clenched his fist unconsciously, and the back of his hand was full of blue veins.

For no other reason, he loves her dearly. The girl he cherishes so much has been treated so casually by others in the past...

Jiang Yu could see that Qiu Li had really misunderstood, but she couldn't explain it.

How to explain, say you are still virgin, don't be angry?

How did she say that.

And that's not what matters!

Qiu Li's reaction made Jiang Yu a little disheartened, pushed him away, and said lightly, "Qiu Li, why... do you think it's too bad?"

Qiu Li grabbed her collar with one hand, lifted her up a bit roughly, and threw it directly on the soft sheet: "I have endured for so long, I can't bear to touch a single strand of your hair."

Jiang Yu tried to get up, but he grabbed his wrist tightly, and she saw bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"How old are you?" Qiu Li's voice became hoarse, and he kept repeating, "How fucking old are you!"

"I said it's not what you think..."

"None of them."

"let go!"

The little girl looked thin, but her strength was not small. The two of them tumbled and fought against each other for a while, and they were all exhausted.

In the end, Jiang Yu softened and said softly, "Little Li, let me go first, and I'll tell you everything."

Qiu Li finally let go of Jiang Yu, his eyes were hurt, and he sat alone by the bed with his back to her.

Jiang Yu had planned to tell him about rebirth and the series of [Knowing]. The two were related to this step, and there was no need to hide anything.

He could choose not to believe it, but she had to be honest.

However, just as Jiang Yu was about to tell him that he was married, suddenly, a message was sent from the service number of the [Knowing] app on his mobile phone——

"Warning, during the mission, the reincarnator must not inform the entruster of the reasons for the past and present life, otherwise it will cause a time paradox, and all funds in the reincarnator's account will be deducted, the funds will be returned to zero, and the reincarnated will disappear."

Jiang Yu: ...

Can't even say it!

Qiu Li regained his senses and gave her a cold look: "I'll wait for your explanation."

Jiang Yu held the mobile phone, and his brain responded quickly, preparing for the language.

How smart is Qiu Li, the hesitation in her eyes can't hide from him, any lie seems ridiculous in his eyes.

There was no other way, she could only... the wicked complained first.

"Boyfriend, I can't tell, what era is this, and you still have a virgin complex?"

Qiu Li's expression froze, and he explained with a sullen face: "I don't, I don't care about that."

"That's it."

Her indifferent attitude made Qiu Li angry again. He really wanted to be like his father and teach this girl a good lesson, but he was reluctant to do it, so he could only clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, clenching deep folds.

"Xiaoyu... You know what my heart hurts, how can you be so indifferent!"

Any bad experiences she had in the past fell into his heart as bloodstains that eroded the bones.

Jiang Yu looked at Qiu Li deeply and stroked his tense face: "Qiu Li, I'm not as beautiful and pure as you think, I'm not a fairy tale world enclosed in crystal glass, let alone any kind of naive romantic and worldly affairs. ignorant girl."

Only when she is loved by her parents and nurtured by wealthy water and soil can she raise a girl who is as innocent and romantic as a doll.

Jiang Yu has experienced the cruel world, seen impermanent world events, and even encountered demons...

It is also because of this that she cherishes Qiu Li's warm heart so much, and is willing to open up her scarred heart again to accept him.

But if he can't accept himself like this, it can only show that the two people are not suitable.

Jiang Yu stood up, tidied up his clothes, and said, "I'll open another room."

Qiu Li sat on the bed unconsciously, watching her leave without stopping.