Without pinching her hands, her face was now red as blood-stained, and her eyes were full of tears. I don’t know if it was because of a cough or something. She just slumped on the ground, looking up like a fool, watching him squat beside him, slowly finishing the remaining food bit by bit, and not a grain of rice left. She watched him pack the dishes into the box for him, with a familiar small blue mole on his middle finger.

Qin Chuan didn't believe that he didn't notice her. This person was as smart as a ghost. Maybe he had been hiding in the dark and waiting for her to fall into the trap.

On the day when she accidentally bumped into the Internet, she made a lot of preparations. She thought he would rush over, and even slashed her with one palm, beat her into a pig's head and drag her back to Xiangxi Mountain. No matter how bad she was, she would sarcastically speak, and she would probably have some indecent actions such as tearing clothes, pulling her hair, and arching her hair.

But he actually pretended not to know her, light and careless, as if the man who once said he loved him was an illusion.

She said, "You... don't recognize me?"

He put the wooden box next to her and said lightly: "Oh? Who are you?"

She felt very uncomfortable immediately.

By the way, she asked in a low voice: "Is the food delicious?"

Most of the face of Young Master Qi was hidden behind the mask, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised. He nodded: "It's delicious."

Once again, she said, "If it's delicious, remember to come and eat it often. Yanyan Restaurant is not far from Baishui Lane in the north of the city."

The corners of the lips were raised more: "Okay, I remember."

When I went back that day, Qin Chuan looked very embarrassed. His clothes were covered with dust, his hair was messy, and the flush on his cheeks could not retreat. It became more and more watery in his eyes, as if peach blossoms were blooming in them.

Aunt Guo almost fainted when she saw her like this, and hugged her cryingly, as if she was lost: "Chuan'er! Are you bullied by a bastard?!"

The boss's wife was even more panicked and pushed Aunt Guo, who was screaming and screaming, and closed the store door firmly. Then she carefully held Qin Chuan's hand and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Is it bullied? Are you... injured?" She didn't dare to ask too carefully, for fear that the little girl would not be able to stand it.

Qin Chuan shook his head, put the box on the table, and said, "It's okay, I just fell down. The food was delivered. Mr. Qi, the young master, said... he would come often in the future."

The whole room was silent, and Qin Chuan coughed: "It's true."

The scream suddenly broke through the roof. While the group of people outside were so excited that the demons danced wildly, she had already quietly returned to her hut. Her head was dizzy, and her fragile little heart was very disobedient and wanted to jump out, as if she could not hold it in, so she had to press it tightly with the quilt.

Thinking of the fact that he agreed so smoothly, Qin Chuan probably coughed his brain and blurted out: "You... do you really think it tastes delicious? Not for some other reason?"

Young Master Qi answered more smoothly this time: "What other reason do you hope?"

Qin Chuan wanted to bite his tongue off. Not to mention whether he could see her, just one question was enough to prove how stupid she asked. When she met Fu Jiuyun, she always seemed to become very stupid. When she was shocked, she must be because she was afraid of him.

Without waiting for her to explain, he said, "It's really delicious, with the taste of my beloved woman."

Qin Chuan felt a little confused. When she recalled that she was in Xiangcaishan, she seemed to have been bored every day and made an egg custard. She originally planned to reward herself, but Fu Jiuyun came back very early that day. When he was caught, only half of the egg custard was left. He snatched it away without saying a word and ate it.

At that time, she didn't think so much about it. She had her leftover food, and she had random thoughts like saliva on the spoon. But now when she looked back, she felt something was wrong all over. It must be because she choked too hard just now and coughed her head. By the way, did he do something to her when she choked hard just now?

The hand unconsciously stroked her lips, and Qin Chuan was not sure. She had a fake face over her face and felt nothing.

Alas, in a mess, when I met Fu Jiuyun, everything would become so messy! She turned over, covered her head with a quilt, and forced herself to drive out the five words "beloved woman" from her mind. But after falling asleep, she couldn't help but dreamed of his melancholy and deep eyes, looking at her quietly, and seeing such a dream that changed so long.
Chapter completed!