Chapter 94 I want to rub my head

   Jiang Yu did not think too much.

  She held a jar of biscuits in her arms and ate slowly, her eyes could not help but glance at another jar of biscuits packaged in different colors.

  Thinking about it, wondering if that jar of red biscuits would be more delicious?

   Jiang Xingyi added water to her and found a big bag for her to help her pack the snacks.

   "You will have to take the clothes later, it is not convenient, so it will be easy to take."

   "Thank you."

   Jiang Xingyi's gaze passed over Jiang Yu's head.

  I wonder if the little girl can let him rub his head in order to thank him?

  However, Jiang Xingyi did not make this request after all, otherwise he seemed to be a bit perverted.

  Although he has a house in Beijing, he usually runs around the country and does not live at home for a few days throughout the year.

  Xia Lingwei knew this address, but she thought Jiang Xingyi would not stay in the capital for long, and she was worried that there was no one in his family and could not sign for it, so she kept Jiang Zeyu’s address.

  But after the clothes were changed, when Xia Lingwei chatted with Jiang Xingyi casually, she realized that he was still in the capital and had not left.

  Xia Lingwei was surprised, forwarded the clothes to him, and couldn't help but ridicule. It seems that there is a younger sister who is different, and workaholics are actually willing to stay here as a sister.

  Jiang Xingyi didn't talk to her and received the clothes. There was a reason for the little girl to come to his house.

  He saved Jiang Yu’s contact information and hesitated again when he was about to make a call.

  Let the little girl come to his house, just take the clothes and leave, it seems a bit monotonous.

  So, when Jiang Xingyi thought of the last contact, Jiang Yu seemed to show some interest only in food.

  But as a singer, he doesn't eat snacks himself, so he asked a friend to recommend it, bought some food, and waited for the goods to arrive before contacting Jiang Yu.

  Fortunately, it seems that there is nothing wrong with this kind of suiting.

   Jiang Xingyi waited patiently for Jiang Yu to finish eating the biscuits. She would lift her leg and leave the next moment, and asked, "Would you like to visit?"

  When he is free, he especially likes to be clean. In order not to be disturbed, he rarely brings friends to the house.

  And when a friend comes, it’s not as soon as he walks in the door to visit his home openly. How can someone like Jiang Yu sit down when he enters the door, and he doesn’t even look around, as if he is not interested at all.

  Taking people's hands short, Jiang Yu reluctantly agreed, "Yes."

  Jiang Xingyi: ...is it an illusion, right? Why is there a reluctance on the little girl's face?

  He took her to look around, and when she reached a room, Jiang Xingyi introduced, “This is my personal music studio, which is specially soundproofed. I usually write and write songs at home.”

  There are some musical instruments in the room, the curtains are drawn a little, and the sun shines in, casting shadows on the wooden floor.

  A piece of paper swayed from the chair to the ground, just at Jiang Yu's feet.

  She picked it up and took a look. There was a staff drawn on the paper, but only half of it.

   Jiang Xingyi explained, “This song was inspired by the moment, but I didn’t finish it, because the follow-up thoughts were a bit stuck, so I kept it there.”

   Jiang Yu roughly scanned it, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at a piano placed in the room and asked, "Can you play it again?"

   "Okay."

It is rare that Jiang Yu was interested, but Jiang Xingyi did not refuse.

  (End of this chapter)