Chapter 867: Too Depressing

"That's true, but..." Su Mi Xue hesitated. After all, Long Jiuyan was born in a gang and was moody. She always felt uneasy when Xiao Ke was around him.

"Don't worry, even if it's for Xiaobai, Long Jiuyan doesn't dare to do anything to Xiaoke." Seeing Su Mixue's worry, Meng Changxin comforted her.

"Mommy, Uncle Long has always liked us. He will definitely not hurt Xiao Ke." Su Zixuan rubbed her soft little head against Su Mi Xue's chin.

Mommy has always been unhappy recently, especially when she sees Uncle Jueyun, he always looks like a late mother. Now that Uncle Jueyun has left Xiaoke with Long Jiuyan without permission, I am afraid Mommy will hate Uncle Jueyun even more. , she had to help Uncle Jueyun convince Mommy that Xiaoke's current situation was not dangerous.

Su Mi Xue rubbed Su Zixuan's hair and said no more.

After Lu Jueyun thanked Huo Shaoting, he hung up and put away his mobile phone. Seeing that Su Mixue was really worried about his nephew, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

As if she should be so worried, not as a friend, but as a relative.

As soon as this terrible thought flashed through Lu Jueyun's mind, he was startled by himself and hurriedly found an excuse to return to his room.

*

Longquan Bay.

Long Jiuyan took Xiaoke back to the villa halfway up the mountain. The servants got the news early in the morning and ordered the chefs to prepare a sumptuous dinner to wait for the master's return.

The large and exaggerated table was filled with dishes.

Sichuan, Hunan, Guangdong and Shandong, Western food and Japanese food are all available.

"I don't know what food you like to eat." Long Jiuyan took Xiao Ke to his seat and said truthfully, "Xiao Ai is a snack food. I know what her favorite food is, but you are different. Your preferences are as good as your talents. , all hidden.”

"I like all of these, thank you Uncle Long for your hospitality." Faced with Long Jiuyan's appreciation, Xiao Ke did not shy away. He accepted Long Jiuyan's kindness and praise generously, and poured himself a glass of boiled water to toast Long Jiuyan. .

Long Jiuyan looked at the 1982 Lafite on the table and ordered Lin Yi to change the red wine to white wine. Lin Yi was stunned for a moment and hesitated whether to dissuade him.

"Uncle Lin, go get it and squeeze some fresh orange juice for me. I'll have a few drinks with Uncle Long." Xiao Ke said to Lin Yi, "Uncle Long is heartbroken and must be very depressed. He needs to drink to relieve his sorrow."

Ji Yi glanced at Xiao Ke, who was like a little adult. Although the words came out of his mouth and felt strange, what Xiao Ke said was not unreasonable.

Master Jiu really needs to vent.

After serving the juice and Mao Baijiu to the table, Ji Yi silently exited the restaurant.

"The only one who can relieve your worries is Du Kang. Uncle Long, I'll replace the wine with juice and have a good drink with you." Xiao Ke filled Long Jiuyan's wine glass with wine and then filled himself with juice.

Long Jiuyan smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Uncle Long, in fact, there are many other emotions in life besides love. Do you really want to attack Mr. Lu for my mommy and become a talking point in the business world?" Xiao Ke leaned back on his chair and watched like an old cadre. Long Jiuyan shook his head and said, "After all, you are also an iron-blooded hero who can fight both black and white, but you must not lose your moral integrity for the sake of a woman."

Seeing that Long Jiuyan was speechless, Xiaoke filled himself up with another glass of juice and continued: "Love is about the mutual happiness of two people. There is an old saying in country Z that strong melons are not sweet. Uncle Long, my mommy doesn't I love you, even if she reluctantly stays with you in the end, you will not be happy."

Long Jiuyan looked at Xiao Ke's serious look and liked his little adult-like appearance more and more.

It would be great if this was his own son.

Long Jiuyan looked at Xiaoke and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

*

Clear water and clear garden.

Lu Jueyun, Su Zixuan, Su Zimo, Xiao Ai and He Ziqing are playing King of Glory.

"Aunt Ziqing, if you don't know how to play assassin, you should change your profession." After losing three games in a row, Su Zixuan couldn't help but said, "Look at the assassin on the other side. He killed seven people in a row and conquered the world in five minutes. Wushuang, look at you again, nothing but giving away your head is giving away your head.”

"???" He Ziqing was confused. If she and Lu Jueyun hadn't betrayed their teammates repeatedly, would she have died so tragically?

"How about this, you play the healer and I play the assassin." Su Zixuan saw that He Ziqing was silent and thought she was in the wrong, so she hurriedly took the opportunity to say.

He Ziqing finally understood that Su Zixuan, a little girl, was jealous when she saw her playing as an assassin and Lu Jueyun playing as a mage getting together.

"Okay. I'll play healing this time." He Ziqing reluctantly chose the healing profession.

Su Zimo didn't speak the whole time, and there was no Xiao Ke around. She really couldn't lead the four of them. It wasn't that she wasn't strong enough, but that her teammates were too weak.

Xiao Ai looked at the door absentmindedly, not paying attention to the game at all.

Uncle Jueyun told her that daddy and mommy would be back today, but it was almost noon and there was still no movement outside the door.

Another game was over, and with Su Zimo and He Ziqing's efforts to turn the tide, they barely won once.

"I won't play anymore." Xiao Ai threw the phone aside with interest, holding her face in her hands and looking at the door in confusion.

Everyone knew that Xiao Ai was worried, so they all put down their mobile phones and stayed with Xiao Ai quietly.

"Little Ai." Su Zixuan hugged Xiao Ai and rubbed her forehead with her little face, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Lu Jueyun looked at his phone and saw that it was almost lunch time. He thought that sitting and waiting like this was not an option. He might as well take everyone to have something to eat first.

"Why don't I take you to a big meal?" Lu Jueyun looked at Xiao Ai and asked gently, "Xiao Ai, tell your uncle, what do you want to eat the most? Japanese food or French food?"

"I don't want to eat anything." Xiao Ai shook her head. Without her brother around, she had no interest in anything to eat.

"People are made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you will be hungry." Su Zixuan took Xiao Ai's hand, "Even if you are in a bad mood and have no appetite, you have to eat something casually, or let Aunt Ziqing make you some white porridge."

He Ziqing, who was named, was confused. With her cooking skills, she could make some white porridge? It's impossible. Although it's just a matter of adding some rice and water, is Xiao Ai so easy to get rid of?

It's not like she hasn't seen the so-called white porridge that Bai Zhi made for Xiao Ai. First, use chicken soup to make a broth, remove the chicken and keep the soup, and then put the soaked japonica rice and a small amount of glutinous rice in the chicken soup. It's fragrant, soft, and white, which makes her greedy for a long time every time.

After eating this kind of porridge, can Xiao Ai still eat the porridge she cooks herself?

"Forget it, uncle, you should take us to eat Japanese food." Xiao Ai thought of the crayfish made by He Ziqing and decided that it would be better to cheer up and eat something casually.

He Ziqing: ...

Can't you be a little more tactful? Such naked disdain is really too depressing.

Just as He Ziqing was beating his chest and stamping his feet, the sound of a car stopping outside the door came.