part-time teenage grandma

Chapter 280 Thinking about it, only Xixi

Raising his eyebrows, Chu Xixi raised his eyes and squinted at Qi Jiahui.

Because of her words, the atmosphere in the car became lighter in an instant, and Qi Jiahui even touched the wallet with one free hand and handed it to Chu Xixi.

"My cards are all here, even if you use them to buy lottery tickets now, I won't say a word 'no'."

Yay... so honest?
Chu Xixi felt as if a clear spring flowed through her heart, and her eyes were so comfortable that her eyes shone a little.But she could only swallow secretly, and then graciously pushed back his hand holding the wallet.

If you are capable, you can transfer all of them to my name now!

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Behind the desk, Qi Jiahui propped his chin with a serious face, bent his right hand and "knocked" on the table twice.Although he had discussed the venue with Chu Xixi, the format of the wedding made him think about it, and he couldn't find a satisfactory idea.

"Stop looking in the mirror, your makeup is flawless."

Qi Jiahui raised his eyebrows coldly, his gaze shot straight to Qiu Zhenxiang who was across the table like an arrow.

There was no expression on Qiu Guangxuan's face, except for a slight frown between his brows, as if it was originally a crumpled piece of paper that couldn't be smoothed out.

Compared with him, Qiu Zhenxiang on the side looked much lighter. He took out the small mirror from time to time to check whether the eyebrows in the glasses were drawn crookedly, or whether the eyeliner was melted.

"Master, have you noticed that my eyes look particularly bright today, with a touch of elegance?"

Qiu Zhenxiang didn't care about Qi Jiahui's cold eyes, instead he bent over and winked at him, and then stroked his eyebrows lightly.

"No."

Qi Jiahui replied without hesitation, and then his face became slightly gloomy.

"Have I allowed you to ask questions? I'm asking you now, do you have any good suggestions for my wedding format!"

Before he finished speaking, a cheerful voice echoed in Qi Jiahui's ear.

The voice came from the living room of Chu's family not long ago, and the label of the voice read: MadeInAnAnGu.

"I think, my idea should be good, for example——

Get a few tables of mahjong, or cards, and have a fun challenge on the spot, and the winner can go to the bridal chamber.

Ah... This is a bit of a misnomer, or else the winner can change into a Disney cartoon character costume and come up to ask the newcomers a question. "

As if feeling that these were not trendy enough, Gu An'an thought for a while pinching his chin.

"For example—

There is a bubble machine on the left and right sides of the table, and a mist machine on the other side. Xixi descends from the sky, like a little fairy.

Then, Jiahui, you and Xixi will perform a stage play on the stage, while the master of ceremonies will read the narration and tell the story.

What, don't you like it?

Keke..."

Seeing Qi Jiahui's lack of interest in her idea, Gu An'an seemed to feel the loss of face. As a member of the Chu family, she must be a heroine!
"Let's say—

You simply bring a big sedan chair eight times, put a red hijab on the head of Xixi in our house, carry it back directly to worship the heaven and earth, and then throw it into the new house.

The master bedroom in that room needs a pepper wall!
not sure what it is?
Oh, Jiahui, do you watch costume dramas, Jiaoqiang is..."

Gu An'an's idea was so far ahead that Qi Jiahui couldn't accept it at all.In other words, after she puts forward an idea, she can always talk about other topics in different directions.

More importantly, every "for example" that Gu Anan raised made Qi Jiahui feel as if he heard someone say that Lady Gaga put on a very bright grass skirt and stood on the snow in the North Pole to dance Yangko.

What Gu An'an left in his mind has not dissipated, and Qiu Zhenxiang in reality has not made him feel at ease in the slightest.

"Hey, do you want to be so serious? Come on, take a look at my eyes first. Didn't you notice that I've changed to a new eyeliner? It's slender and delicate, it looks like nude makeup. And the color is also very beautiful!"

Qiu Zhenxiang pursed his lips and smiled, his eyebrows raised triumphantly.

Seeing this, Qi Jiahui's face was covered with black clouds, and he decided to ignore Qiu Zhenxiang's rough nerves like being stabbed in the brain by a cucumber and fight Qiu Guangxuan.

"Tell me, what do you think?"

Although Qiu Zhenxiang looks frivolous, he is prudent in doing things.It's just that at this moment, I don't know why he looks indifferent, even raises his legs, and looks at Qiu Guangxuan with an expression of watching the show.

Qiu Zhenxiang, who raised his orchid fingers, stroked his temples with his hands, like a shy girl putting flowers in her hair shamelessly in front of the mirror.

"I..." Qiu Guangxuan frowned tightly, he was not married yet, and had no experience in this field.What's more, in his normal social life, even if he met someone getting married, he would just drink a glass of wine and leave, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

Qi Jiahui asked him suddenly, but he couldn't answer.What's more, Qiu Zhenxiang, who has always had a lot of bad ideas, didn't know what to do. He chose to play haha, and he really didn't know what to say.

Seeing Qiu Guangxuan hesitating, Qi Jiahui's expression sank to the bottom of the valley, and he seemed a little impatient when he tapped his fingers on the table.

"Don't be so violent, even if you break the table, you can't think of anything to do."

Qiu Zhenxiang pursed his lips and twisted his waist, stared at Qi Jiahui's hand for a while, then stretched out his hand with his orchid fingers up and pressed it on his hand.

"So, what have you thought of?"

Withdrawing his hand without a trace, Qi Jiahui's face was filled with a trace of murderousness.This guy obviously already has an idea, but if he doesn't say it, can he make gold?

Qiu Zhenxiang raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and the smile on his face faded away brightly.

"If you want me to say, you directly hand over the control of the wedding to the young mistress. For this romantic matter, women should have more thoughts. There are as many eyes as there are eyes on honeycomb coal. "

"Makes sense!"

Qi Jiahui slapped his forehead, and his thoughts suddenly cleared up.

Not long ago, after he sent Chu Xixi to the supermarket, he was urged to come back for a meeting by an urgent phone call, completely ignoring her hesitant expression before leaving.

From the looks of it now, Chu Xixi was planning to tell him about it.

After making up his mind, Qi Jiahui's face became calm again, but there was a trace of uncontrollable excitement, and he hurriedly called Chu Xixi.

Chu Xixi has finished shopping, and is taking a leisurely walk on the road with her bag, and is heading home by the way.After receiving Qi Jiahui's call, I couldn't help but chuckle, what is this thing to report?

"Xixi..." There was an unconcealable lightness in Qi Jiahui's voice.

"I've decided to leave the issue of the wedding format to you. You can choose any method you like. As for the tedious matters, leave it to me."

"Okay, then I'll go to Weil to discuss it."

Chu Xixi didn't expect that Qi Jiahui would be willing to leave this matter to her. She thought he would find a wedding company and plan any decent wedding that fit his status.

Wouldn't handing it over to her turn a meeting into a bedtime story?

However, Chu Xixi was still happy with Qi Jiahui's suggestion.

Chu Xixi was carrying the bag, walking and talking, her voice slightly panting.

"Okay, okay, leave everything to my queen! Ahaha, don't worry, my queen's creativity will definitely shock the audience!"

(End of this chapter)