You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"Dried flowers don't really have much of a smell anyway."

"Huh? Then what's the point of selling dried flowers? Isn't it just for their fragrance?"

"The picture is beautiful."

Su Qinghe tilted her head and thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

The Qilou Old Street isn't long, but there's a lot to see.

The two strolled around leisurely for most of the morning. Su Qinghe didn't take many steps, but she did take several hundred photos.

The midday heat in Xiamen during the summer is no joke.

Walking on the ground, you can clearly see layers upon layers of heat emanating from it.

Su Qinghe had walked for so long and been in the sun for so long that beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, and her bangs were stuck together.

Jiang Che took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her, then glanced at the time on his phone.

Seeing that it was almost lunchtime, and that Su Qinghe was both tired and hot, she decided to invite Bai Yuning to have lunch together.

"Let's go eat first."

The three of them ate at the coconut chicken restaurant that Jiang Che had marked on the travel guide last night for lunch.

Jiang Che had already made a reservation for a private room by phone this morning, so he avoided the hassle of queuing when he arrived at the restaurant.

The line at the entrance stretched as far as the eye could see, even around the corner. As Su Qinghe walked past the long queue, she couldn't help but turn back and count the people, then let out a gasp of amazement.

"Oh my god, how long will the wait be... Ah Che, you actually managed to book a private room? That's amazing!"

Jiang Che touched his nose with a pretentious air, offering no further explanation.

Actually, there's nothing special about it; it just uses the money counting ability.

Bai Yuning naturally saw through it but didn't say anything. In Su Qinghe's blind spot, she secretly gave Jiang Che a thumbs up.

"You're quite thoughtful, kid."

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow slightly and replied, "Received."

The three were led to a private room by a waiter.

The private room wasn't large, but it was very clean and refreshing. The air conditioning was already on, and you could feel the coolness as soon as you entered.

A pot of coconut chicken has already been set on the table.

The milky white coconut broth was bubbling gently, with thin slices of coconut meat laid out at the bottom of the pot, and freshly sliced ​​Wenchang chicken arranged piece by piece on a plate.

After Su Qinghe sat down, she stared intently at the pot, her eyes shining, wishing the pot would boil immediately.

Once the soup finally boiled, Su Qinghe swished the chicken in the pot for two minutes, then eagerly ladled out a bowl of soup, blew on it to cool it slightly, and drank it down.

"!!!"

"It's so delicious!!!"

Su Qinghe lowered her head, picked up the bowl again, and gulped down more than half of it.

She drank too quickly, and a small trail of soup trickled down her chin. She didn't bother to wipe it away, just holding the bowl with her head tilted back, looking as if she wanted to lick the bottom of the bowl clean.

Jiang Che watched from the side, his heart clenching with anxiety.

This girl drinks soup like it's water. The soup had just been boiled for a short time, and she dared to gulp it down after just a couple of sips of air blown on it.

Aren't you afraid of burning your esophagus and stomach?

He quickly reached out and took the bowl from Su Qinghe's hand, afraid that if he didn't stop her, she might actually burn herself.

"Can you slow down? This soup is freshly boiled and it's hot."

Su Qinghe's mouth was still open when the bowl was taken away. She was stunned for a moment, then pouted in dissatisfaction: "But it really tastes so good..."

"Even if it tastes good, you can't just chug it like that! Do you think you're a camel, pumping water into your belly to store up for winter?"

Su Qinghe chuckled at his analogy, then quickly put on a serious face and pretended to be aggrieved: "Then give me back my bowl..."

"I won't pay it back."

Jiang Che picked up the bowl without changing his expression, scooped out a spoonful of soup, and blew on it before bringing it to his lips.

After blowing on it for about seven or eight seconds to make sure the temperature had dropped to a level that wouldn't burn his mouth, he then put the spoon to Su Qinghe's lips.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Su Qinghe paused for a moment, her gaze darting back and forth between the spoon and Jiang Che's face.

Then my face turned red.

Although the two of them often fed each other when they were at home, that was, after all, at home, when it was just the two of them.

We're outside right now, and Sister Yu Ning is sitting right across from us watching. This is just too much...

But since the spoon was already at her lips, she felt embarrassed not to open her mouth.

Su Qinghe glanced at Bai Yuning across from her and found that the other woman was focused on putting vegetables into the pot and seemed not to be looking at them at all.

So she quickly took advantage of the moment, slightly opened her mouth, and swiftly swallowed the soup from the spoon.

Ok……

After being cooled, the coconut chicken soup is warm to the touch. The sweetness of the coconut milk is partially neutralized by the umami of the chicken, resulting in a rich and indescribable flavor.

Not greasy, not gamey, sweet but not vulgar, fresh but not overpowering.

It gently glides across the tip of the tongue, then slides down the throat, finally spreading a warm feeling in the stomach.

Su Qinghe has always had little resistance to delicious food, and her eyes were sparkling at this moment.

Seeing her expression, Jiang Che said nothing, scooped up another spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and handed it to her.

Su Qinghe obediently opened her mouth and caught it.

Blow on it to cool it down, then hand it over.

Open your mouth and catch it.

I fed her five or six spoonfuls back and forth, the rhythm as steady as an assembly line.

Bai Yuning, sitting opposite, witnessed the entire feeding spectacle.

Her expression went from initial indifference to blankness, and finally to complete numbness.

Bai Yuning silently used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of chicken from the pot and put it into her bowl. She lowered her head, took out her phone, opened the news app, and mumbled something under her breath.

"On the fourth day of being a third wheel, I want to go home."

Su Qinghe was originally immersed in the happiness of being fed by Jiang Che, but after hearing Bai Yuning's words, she was immediately filled with guilt.

She quickly put down her bowl, hurriedly picked up her chopsticks, and placed the two largest pieces of chicken from the pot into Bai Yuning's bowl.

"Yu Ning, you have to eat too! This chicken is so tender and delicious!"

Bai Yuning glanced at the two pieces of chicken that had suddenly appeared in the bowl, then looked up at Su Qinghe, who looked guilty.

"Fine, for the sake of the chicken, I'll endure it for one more day."

Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

……

After finishing their meal, the three of them left the restaurant and strolled slowly along the old street.

The afternoon sun slanted in through the columns of the arcade, drawing bright stripes of light on the floor tiles.

Su Qinghe walked ahead, one hand in her skirt pocket and the other holding Jiang Che's hand.

She hadn't walked far when her pace suddenly slowed down.

"Huh?"

Su Qinghe's gaze was drawn to the entrance of a lemon tea shop by the roadside.

The shop is small, with a small blackboard at the entrance with the words "Limited Edition in Xiamen - Salted Lemon Seven" written crookedly in chalk.