Chapter 829 Cousin (42)

Qi Chimu was about to refuse, but saw that the lamp was really exquisite, and it was the kind of exquisite and beautiful thing that girls like most.

He accidentally reached out and took it.

Then he turned his head and stepped off the stage.

In the bustling crowd, he had a dark and sullen face, not at all as handsome as he was on the stage just now.

The mood is inexplicably bad.

Qi Chimu held the lamp handle and walked forward.

Suddenly he stopped, and a crescent-colored figure ran out from the side.

Then slammed into his arms.

Qi Chimu was knocked back a few steps and was about to scold him.

But I found a familiar fragrance in my arms.

He lowered his head and saw Bai Weiwei covering her nose with tears in her eyes, and said a little aggrieved and coquettishly, "Why is this road so slippery?"

It's been snowing, it's definitely slippery.

Qi Chimu stood firm, holding the lamp in his hand, and wanted to push her away, but hesitated for a moment and didn't push her away.

Bai Weiwei raised her head and quickly stabilized her body.

She was a little awkward, stretched out her hand and tugged at her cloak, and snorted coldly, "Didn't you make an appointment with me to watch the lantern?"

This is the same as questioning your lover.

Qi Chimu also vaguely felt that something was wrong with such a slow-moving person.

But this kind of discomfort is not particularly uncomfortable.

He smiled calmly, "I thought my cousin didn't like to see me. After all, it's a rare night of lantern viewing. It's not good to see someone I hate so badly if my mood is ruined."

Bai Weiwei's expression froze, and then she tried her best to put on a cold face.

"Yeah, I'm really in a bad mood seeing you."

Qi Chimu sighed, "I seem to remember that woman who did the laundry asked me in the morning whether the matter of holding the wrong child was true or not."

Bai Weiwei's icy expression cracked, she took a deep breath, as if she was holding back her anger.

Then she gritted her teeth and said softly, "Cousin, don't you want to watch the lanterns? I'll go with you."

Qi Chimu smiled, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes.

He pretended to say: "My hands are a little tired, and this lamp is a little heavy."

Bai Weiwei immediately stretched out her hand, "I'll just do it."

Qi Chimu immediately handed her the lamp.

Bai Weiwei saw the lights, exquisitely crafted in the four seasons, and the colors of the lights were different.

With an angry face, she froze for a moment, and then there was an uncontrollable surprise in her eyes.

Qi Chimu asked in a low voice, "Is it pretty?"

Bai Weiwei didn't think much about it, "It's very beautiful."

Qi Chimu; "This is only possible after answering a hundred lantern riddles correctly."

Bai Weiwei looked at the light, no different from a little girl.

She didn't pay attention to what she said.

"No one has ever been able to answer a hundred lantern riddles correctly. When I was a child, I always hoped that someone would be able to answer them, because the prize lights are very beautiful. I have answered them all myself, but I was kicked out after only answering three questions correctly."

she said, looking down at the lamp.

His dark eyes were full of surprises.

Because the head was lowered, revealing a white neck, it looked elegant and soft.

With her appearance like this, who would have thought that the means of torture would be so vicious.

Qi Chimu's eyes darkened, he stared at her, and suddenly said, "I got the answer right, can I give you the lamp?"

Bai Weiwei raised her head and her voice rose, "Really?"

Her eyes were filled with longing and joy.

What a pure and undisguised emotion.

Qi Chimu smiled and coaxed softly: "Come on, call me brother, and I'll give it to you."

Calling him cousin is already a shame to her.

Such an incomparably intimate title of brother, it would be impossible for her to call it out even if she was killed.