Young Master Qin Keeps Coveting Me After I Beat Him Up

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When Jiang Xun sat in the co-pilot, Qin Mufeng also sat in the driver's seat, leaving behind Zhang Chengnan, who was still standing at the door of the strobe company, and complaining that his boss was inhuman, and drove away with Jiang Xun.

Qin Mufeng took Jiang Xun directly to a Chaozhou cuisine restaurant in Qinyang Hotel.

Not to mention, she has never eaten Chaozhou cuisine. Looking at the menu, Jiang Xun ordered all the dishes one by one.

"Ma'am, our porridge is a big pot. If two people eat it, it will be about four bowls each." The waiter reminded, "You ordered four pots, and you may not be able to finish it."

"It's okay, I can finish eating, you can order as I ordered." Jiang Xun said with certainty.

"Okay." The waiter didn't listen to the persuasion, so he could only follow his advice.

Qin Mufeng has seen Jiang Xun's appetite in the live broadcast, but he has never seen her eat face to face.

Seeing that Jiang was looking for a lot, he didn't stop him.

The specialty of this restaurant is a variety of marinated seafood and rice rolls, as well as some Cantonese-style lo-mei and stir-fried dishes.

But Jiang Xun's favorite is fish maw shredded chicken porridge.

After the fish maw is processed, there is no fishy smell at all, and it is full of gelatin. The porridge is golden yellow, and the thick porridge covers the rice, chicken shreds and flowers. The amount of glue is also particularly sufficient. Remember the URL m.xbequige. com

According to Jiang Xun's preferences, it tastes better than creamy crab porridge, scallop and shrimp porridge, and squab porridge.

It’s just that the gelatin is too thick, causing Jiang Xun’s lips to become sticky every time he takes a sip, so he keeps licking his lips unconsciously until the gelatin on his lips is licked clean and his lips become refreshed again. Continue to drink.

Qin Mufeng watched her unconsciously licking her lips, her throat seemed to be on fire, very dry, so she called the waiter and ordered another glass of iced plum juice.

When the sour plum juice came up, he raised his head and drank a whole glass of it.

Jiang Xun was shocked, "Are you so thirsty?"

Qin Mufeng licked off the sweet and sour taste of sour plum juice left on his lips, and found that his throat was still very hot, and even his eyes became fiery on Jiang Xun's lips.

The eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a dark flame burning in the depths, and she said a hasty "um", and her voice was hoarse.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Xun moved his lips slightly uncomfortably, his face became hot for some reason, his lips were especially hot, and even his breathing became a little heavier, and even a little bit difficult to breathe. The feeling of coming up.

This feels like... It's like the feeling when Jiang Yuexi was on the balcony at Jiang Yuexi's birthday party.

"Two more cups of sour plum juice! Add more ice cubes!" Jiang Xun said to the waiter.

Qin Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, hooked Jiang Xun like hooks at the corners of his eyes, "Are you thirsty too?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xun nodded, feeling more dry.

The waiter brought two more cups of sour plum juice, and Jiang Xun, like Qin Mufeng just now, drank it all in one go.

A drop of plum-colored juice flowed from Jiang Xun's lips to her chin, and then slowly flowed down her chin to her throat.

The color of plums on Jiang Xun's fair neck like jade fat became particularly eye-catching and gorgeous.

Qin Mufeng's breathing tightened while watching, and his eyes became more burning and deep.

Jiang Xun hurriedly put down the cup and was about to wipe it, but Qin Mufeng leaned over first, holding a wet wipe in his hand.

At this time, the sour plum juice had already landed on the delicate socket between Jiang Xun's collarbones.

Qin Mufeng pinched it and pressed it lightly to stop the sour plum juice from dripping down.

Then, gently from bottom to top, passed her slender neck, and slowly wiped her lips.

Gently wipe away the drop of plum juice.

I don't know why Qin Mufeng's hands are so hot. The wet towel that was still somewhat cool on her skin was ironed by Qin Mufeng's fingertips shortly after it landed on her skin.

The scalding temperature of his fingertips also fell on her skin through the wet towel.

It was as if there was no barrier of wet wipes at all, but his fingers landed directly on it, and slowly wiped from her collarbone fossa to her lips.

Everywhere he went was the burning of his fingertips.

Jiang Xun's nervous breathing was messed up, his lips trembled slightly under the tension, and opened slightly unconsciously.

Qin Mufeng changed the other end of the wet towel, and wiped off the remaining juice on her lips, "Next time there is something on her lips, wipe it with a wet towel."

In order not to hook someone again, but she didn't know it yet.

"Oh." Jiang Xun didn't even hear what Qin Mufeng said clearly, all his attention was on the movements of his hands.

He moved gently, as if he was dealing with something fragile and fragile, as if her lips would break if he exerted more force.

Jiang Xun rarely continued to eat, and was in a trance, all because of the touch of Qin Mufeng's fingertips on her skin just now.

After Qin Mufeng paid the bill, Jiang Xun came back to his senses, "Didn't it be agreed that I would invite you?"

Qin Mufeng paused for a moment, as if he had just realized it. He tapped his brows lightly with his index finger, and a low laugh came out of his throat, "I used to pay the bill, and I forgot. Next time, you will invite me again."

"Then you have to ask twice." Jiang Xun nodded.

I originally invited him to dinner tonight to express my gratitude.

It turned out that Qin Mufeng paid the money, so she had to ask back again.

A smile flashed across Qin Mufeng's eyes, and he nodded, "Okay."

The two got into the car, and Qin Mufeng sent Jiang Xun back to Beijing University.

The car stopped at the school gate, and when Jiang Xun was unfastening his seat belt, Qin Mufeng took a big bag from the back seat, "You take these back and eat."

Jiang Xun took it, opened it and saw that it was full of snacks.

Usually, Qin Muye would also take his car, and Qin Muye couldn't stop eating snacks in the car.

So Qin Mufeng always kept some snacks in his car.

When I went to supplement today, I somehow thought of Jiang Xun.

She should also like to eat.

So in addition to buying some of Qin Muye's favorites, Qin Mufeng also bought some of all the snacks for Jiang Xun.

"I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought them all." In the night, the only light in the car was the street lamp at the school gate and the moonlight.

Qin Mufeng's warm voice seemed to contain a warm smile, and under such a dim warm light, he rang out, "Try it, and tell me which one you don't like."

He won't buy it next time.

Jiang Xun looked at these snacks in a daze, he was dumbfounded, "Thank you...thank you."

Jiang Xun got out of the car, and Qin Mufeng saw her enter the school gate with snacks before leaving.

When Qin Muye came back from dinner with his friends, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Mufeng's car.

"What are you looking at?" Tan Mo asked as he chewed on the shredded squid.

"Why does that car in front look so much like my brother's?" Qin Muye narrowed her eyes, and as Qin Mufeng's car drove away, it became more and more difficult for her to recognize it.

"You read it wrong." Ming Yeqing said warmly, "If your brother came to Beijing University, he must be looking for you. But didn't he not contact you?"