The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 212 You love (two more)

  Time seems to be frozen in this moment.

  Ding Jing looked at the clouds and rain outside the corridor window, and the cold wind poured in, whizzing in the narrow aisle.

  The air-conditioning is pervasive, but the boy’s body temperature is hot and scorching.

   "Qufeitai." Ming Jing called out faintly.

  The young man locked her arms tightly, as if a person about to drown, clinging to the last straw.

   "I called you, why didn't you answer?" The boy's tone was a little bit resentful and a little wronged, as if Ming Jing was the one who was sorry for him.

  His voice is too deceptive, and his acting skills are so good that he feels guilty if he changes his mind.

  But the person he faces is Der Spiegel.

   is destined not to be moved by vulgarity.

   "Why are you looking for me?" Ming Jing's cold voice was colder than the cold wind, and it instantly poured the boy's hot heart into the air.

   "I...I saw the news and said that something happened to you, and I am worried about you."

   "I'm fine, can you let me go?"

  Qu Feitai felt the softness in his arms, sighed, and slowly let go of his hand reluctantly.

  He was soaked all over, and he got Ming Spiegel’s clothes wet, Qu Feita scratched his head in embarrassment, “Sorry, you go change your clothes.”

Ming Jing saw that his hat was dripping with water, and his clothes were soaked. Under the hat was a handsome face like a knife. A pair of dark and deep eyes looked straight at her, with a huge depth. The waves are overwhelming, the creeks are soft, the spring breeze is tender and watery, and the autumn rain is full of sorrows.

  It is a pair of talking eyes.

  Ming Jing frowned. He thought that this young man was only on a whim, and the entertainment industry was prosperous and squinted. He should come out soon. Now it seems that she was careless.

   "You go back, and don't come to me again." Ming Jing dropped a faint sentence, turned around and closed the door, leaving the soaked Qu Feitai standing at the door with a bewildered expression.

  He has great years, why waste time on her, don't give any illusions, and don't let him leave misunderstandings.

  Mingjing knelt and sat in front of the Buddha statue, turning the beads with her fingertips, and gently lowering her eyelashes.

  In a quiet room, sandalwood is faint.

  I don’t know how long it took, Ming Jing heard Ming Chen’s excited voice from downstairs: "Brother Qu, sit down, I'll get you a towel..."

  "We don’t have men’s clothes in our house. By the way, you can find Brother Eighteen..."

  Qufeitai radar rang instantly, and he pretended to ask casually: "Brother Eighteen?"

   "Yeah, I asked Brother Eighteen to borrow two clothes, and Brother Qu, wait for me." The words flew out like an arrow, and there was no figure in the blink of an eye.

  Qu Feitai frowned, who is this eighteen? It seems to be familiar with them.

  Qu Feitai felt a bad gaze staring at him. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ming Ti standing opposite, watching him look over, unnaturally looking away.

  "Why are you here?" Ming asked.

  She and Mingchen came back from school and saw Qufeitai standing in front of the door.

   was a shock to her, and a surprise to Mingchen.

  Mingchen yelled one by one, and brought people in. She couldn't control this wild girl at all.

  Second sister is at home, but shuts Qu Feitai out of the door. Is the answer not obvious enough? The second sister didn't want to see this man at all.

  Mingchen, this nympho, can hardly remember to eat.

  Qu Feitai watched this little girl always keep her face straight at a young age, but she was too immature to learn the mirror, and she couldn't help but feel funny.

   "I'm looking for your second sister."

  "Aren’t you a big star? You should be very busy. Besides, my second sister doesn’t want to see you at all. You should leave now."

   Ming mentioned that this man would have self-knowledge, who knew that the other party had such a thick skin and stood still on the spot.

   Mingti frowned, and I had never seen such a thick-skinned person.

   "It's raining outside and all flights have been suspended. How can I go?" The young man sighed, and he was very pitiful with the embarrassment.

   Mingti pursed his lips, "That's all, you can leave when the rain stops."

  Qu Feitai nodded: "Okay."

   "Brother Qu, Brother Qu, I'm back." Ming Chen ran in with a suit of clothes and handed them to Qu Feita: "Brother Qu, you should go take a shower and change your clothes. It's not good if you catch a cold."

  Qu Feitai looked at the little girl's shining eyes, her cheeks were dyed blush from running, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

   "Thank you Mingchen."

   "Brother Qu, go quickly."

  When Qu Feitai entered the bathroom, Ming Ti pulled Ming Chen into the bedroom: "Second Sister won't let him in, why are you so kind."

   "Of course, because he is Brother Qu."

   "You... are just a nympho, aren't you afraid of your second sister being angry?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but brother Qu is so pitiful, he ran all the way to see the second sister, how could he be locked out of the door, besides it was so heavy rain outside, where can he go? God has a good life. Of virtue, the Buddha is even more compassionate to all things. He definitely doesn't want to see Brother Qu suffer, let alone the second sister, she will definitely agree."

   "Are you stupid? Second sister doesn't mean that at all. Forget it, tell you that you don't understand." Mingti found out that talking to her was playing the piano to the cow, and there was nothing in his mind except for the idiot man.

  Ming Chen secretly stuck out her tongue, why didn't she understand that Mingti was a fool.

Qu Feitai changed into clean clothes and walked out. The other party didn’t know who it was. The clothes were all black and there was no trademark. The cuffs and trouser legs were a little short. Everything else was perfect. It seems that this is called Shiba, who is fat and thin. Almost, but at least ten centimeters shorter than him.

   "Wow, Brother Qu is so handsome in black." Ming Chen exclaimed.

  Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows: "Really? Ming Chen, Brother Qu would like to ask you something."

   "Brother Qu, you ask."

  Qufeitai looked around, lowered his voice and asked, "Who is the 18th brother in your mouth?"

  Mingchen’s eyes rolled around, cunning and agile: "Brother Eighteen, that’s Brother Eighteen."

  Qu Feitai helped his forehead: "I know it is your eighteenth elder brother, I am asking, what is the relationship between him and your second sister?"

  Ming Chen covered her mouth and smirked: "Is Brother Qu jealous?"

  Qu Feitai smiled helplessly: "Am I qualified?"

  “Of course there is, but don’t worry about Brother Qu, Brother Eighteen won’t **** the second elder sister from you, because Brother Eighteen belongs to me, and he promised me to marry me when I grow up.”

  Ming Chen said, standing on tiptoe and patted Qu Feitai's shoulder: "Brother Qu, come on."

  Qu Feitai twitched the corners of his mouth. Are children nowadays so precocious?

At this time, Xiaoying and Han Suwen, who were buying vegetables, came back. Seeing that there was a big man in the house, both of them were very surprised. Mingyi ran over and smiled innocently: "You are brother Qu, right? No? The third sister talks about you every day."

  Qu Feitai smiled and touched the little girl's head: "Are you a little five?"

   "Yes, yes, brother Qu knows me." The little girl nodded like garlic, very cute.

  Xiaoying suddenly screamed, and pointed at Qufeitai with trembling fingers: "You...are you a big star Qufeitai?"

  A big star in the entertainment industry, who is super top-notch, how can she show up at home? Isn't she dreaming?

  Han Suwen frowned, and seemed to remember who this person was. She glanced at the second floor, not as gagged as Xiaoying, and asked gently and politely: "Are you a friend of the lady?"

  Mingchen relieved Qu Feitai’s embarrassment and jumped out and said, “He came to see the second sister, but it was raining outside and couldn’t leave, so he might stay here for one night tonight.”

  There are girls at home. It’s not convenient for him to live here. Qu Feitai hurriedly said, “No, my house is opposite, but I forgot to take the key. I can book a nearby hotel for one night at night.”

  Ming Chen said excitedly: "Aren't we neighbors? We can see Brother Qu every day."

Xiaoying asked excitedly: "Mr. Qu, didn't you watch the news? The staff of the "Girl Idol" program group broke the news that you were halfway through the recording, and everyone left. Many people on the Internet scold you for playing a big name, and some people broke the news about you. It's because of our lady...just..."

  Xiaoying had heard this rumor a long time ago, and always thought it was a fantasy, but she didn't expect it to be true.

  Is there any happiness that can be compared to my own CP comes true.

  Han Suwen and Ming Chen Mingti both looked at Qufeitai with surprise.

  It turns out that there is still such an inside story.

  Mingchen's eyes are staring, is this called Chongguan angry as a beauty? It's too romantic and too emotional.

  Qu Feitai frowned. He didn't care about so much at the time. Now that he wants to come, he doesn't regret it, even if he pays more for it.

  I glanced at the phone, the flight mode has not been adjusted back, and when the adjustment is back, Huang Chao’s calls came one by one, and Qufeitai turned off directly.

  This variety show takes his name to hype, and we should take this opportunity to give them a warning.

  "Xiaoying, it's getting late, let's go cook, we have guests tonight, let's cook a few more dishes." Han Suwen broke the embarrassing atmosphere.

   looked at Qu Feitai and asked, “Does Mr. Qu like to eat fish or meat?”

Qu Feitai said, "I am a vegetarian."

  Han Suwen glanced at him and nodded: "Okay."

  Han Suwen pulled Xiaoying, who was still a idiot, into the kitchen.

   "Brother Qu, can you sing to me, okay?"

  Who would refuse the request of a beautiful and lovely girl, Qu Feitai asked, "Is there a musical instrument at home?"

  "There is an electronic organ." Ming Chen ran to the bedroom, dragged out a half-person-high electronic organ, Qu Feita hurried over to help.

  "This electronic piano was drawn by Aunt Wen when she was engaged in activities in the mall, but I don’t know how to play it, so I can only put it in the corner to eat ashes."

  Qu Feitai looked at the keyboard and smiled, and touched the keyboard to turn it on.

  Qufeitai asked: "What song do you want to listen to?"

   "White clothes." Ming Chen said without hesitation.

  The young man was sitting on a chair, and saw his hands resting on the keys of the piano. His finger joints were slender and extremely beautiful, like an elf dancing, and the beautiful music of the piano flowed out instantly, penetrating the whole room.

  Xiaoying poked a head out of the kitchen, looked at the sitting teenager, and exclaimed: “The effect of popping the electronic piano out of the piano can only be achieved by Qushen.”

  I can hear the live performance of Qu Shen, and I have no regrets.

  When the boy sang the first sentence, even the stern Ming Ti couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and suddenly looked up.

  In her eyes, this man who stalked the second sister is very annoying, even if he is handsome, rich and powerful, he is definitely not worthy of the second sister.

At the last concert, she realized for the first time why this man incurs so many fans’ crazy love. He sang affectionately on the radiant stage. He is a star in the distant sky, and the fans in the audience are on the ground. Ordinary people looking up at the stars are a distance that they can't catch up in their entire lives.

  At this time, the teenager was sitting in front of her, without the screams of mountains and tsunamis, no delicate lighting and makeup, and no top-notch audio equipment.

  One person, a cheap electronic organ, but sang the high level of the concert.

  People all say that this white robe was written for the second sister. She used to sneer, but now listening to the clear and clean singing of the teenager, a picture of a beautiful woman slowly spread out in front of her eyes.

  This is his truly commendable talent. Affectionate is not in the eyes, in the body, and in the language.

  In the lyrics between the lines, in the soft-hearted singing, in every melodious sigh.

  Ming mentioned a little dazed.

  She seemed to be moved a bit.

  The singing and piano faintly floated downstairs, Ming Jing opened his eyes and looked at the eyes of the Buddha statue.

   "Sorrow is born from love, fear is born from love, and those who are away from love are free from worry and fear."

  ……

  (End of this chapter)