Chapter 29 He asked: Don’t mind me walking through it?

Author: Not as good as the Yanxiang

Chapter 29 He asked: Don’t mind me walking through it?

After Yun Qing came out of class, she received a call from Qi Yan and asked her to buy some vegetables when she went back.

She responded with a slight response. She bought two or three vegetarian dishes at a small supermarket outside the community. Waiting for her to pick them up, she noticed that Qi Yan was still wearing her own home clothes. She handed the dishes over and over again. Qi Yan took them and looked at them, and asked, "Didn't you buy meat?"

She reacted and said, "Forgot."

Qi Yan looked at her too thin body and complained: "I really don't know who stipulates that women must be beautiful with thinness."

Yun Qing pulled over the glass kettle indifferently and poured water to drink. He saw him clean the soil on the potatoes under the faucet, and picked up a paring knife to peel it skillfully.

She asked curiously: "You can cook?"

Qi Yan directly ignored this question he asked knowingly and asked her: "Fried or stir-fried? Or shredded potatoes?"

"I can't eat much. Just make it according to your taste."

He said as he did, "Okay."

"Need help?"

"Need not."

While drinking water, Yun Qing sat on the bar and watched for a while, then got up and went to the balcony to read the book. It was always a pity that she felt when she did not study for the graduate student. Qi Yan glanced sideways at her reading, and in order to avoid disturbing, he reached out to close the kitchen door.

After about half an hour, he prepared the meal and asked her to eat. After calling him several times, Yun Qing didn't respond. He walked over, bent down, and his figure covered her head and landed, like a wide and warm umbrella that could protect her for the rest of her life.

He looked at the contents of the book and asked in a low voice: "Plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

Yun Qing was fascinated by the sight and did not notice that he was behind him. Suddenly he heard him speak, he suddenly looked back and looked back, and some frightened eyes fell into his black pupils, as if a soft and slowly settled vortex wrapped in a shy petal.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes and stared quietly, his gentle eyebrows crushed the panic inch by inch, and he whispered: "It's time to eat."

Yun Qing lowered her head awkwardly and quickly. The lingering fear that she encountered at the age of seven wandered quietly in her heart, as if grains of sand were embedded in her limbs and bones, making her feel fear of anything that suddenly came.

However, her extreme reaction did not escape Qi Yan's eyes. He stopped and looked at her, pondered for a moment before turning around and slowly passing.

She listened to Qi Yan's footsteps as she walked towards the restaurant, slowly packed up her book and walked into the restaurant. Qi Yan handed over half a bowl of rice, and she took it hesitantly, pulled open the chair and took it into her seat.

Qi Yan simply made two dishes and one soup, shredded spicy and sour potatoes, stir-fried lotus whites, and tomato and egg soup. However, Yun Qing never moved the rice in the bowl. After a meal, he drank the soup and ate a little dish in Qianqian.

He looked quietly, put down his chopsticks to serve soup, and asked indifferently: "Since you are so hard, why do you still want to marry Qi Yan, a shameless person?"

"Um?"

He immediately realized that he was saying the wrong thing and changed his words calmly: "I, marry me, a shameless person?"

"I'll ask this more." She picked up a few shredded potatoes and put them into her mouth, chewed them slowly, and tasted them. The chopsticks in her hand were playing with the rice in the bowl, and she was eager to try it a few times but put down the chopsticks.

Looking at her actions, Qi Yan smiled helplessly. He stood up, leaned forward and picked up her chopsticks, picked up a small ball of rice from her bowl and fed it to her mouth, and said, "Will you become fat overnight after eating this little rice?"

Yun glanced at the rice that was emitting a fragrance and subconsciously swallowed. Then he leaned back, stretching the distance between her and the temptation, and said leisurely: "You can see only this little rice, but I can see many bowls of rice in the future."

Qi Yan put the rice closer to her mouth again: "I really don't eat it?"

She shook her head: "Don't eat."

He continued to lure: "Look at the first time I cook for you, give me some face and eat?"

Yun Qing insisted: "Don't eat."

Qi Yan put down his chopsticks, leaned down and sat down. He served half a bowl of soup. While drinking, he said, "Beauty should be diverse, it should not be limited to a certain standard. Of course, the most important thing for his own preference."

“This is the result of the market.”

“So, its development is unhealthy.”

She packed up the dishes and asked, "So, can you change?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Yun Qing looked at him with his eyes raised, and saw him put down the soup bowl and spoon, pushing it into the table, and naturally said, "Please accept it. I have something to do to go out tonight."

Yun Qing did not agree or ask, and was used to his 365-day nightlife every year. She brought the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. When she packed it up, she saw Qi Yan wearing a silver-gray formal outfit, walking through it with one hand in her pocket, calm and elegant. It seemed that the rebellious and free manner, who had been galloping on the grassland, was suddenly bound into the nobleness of golden silk and jade threads.

But he had a wild beast-like rebellion hidden in his bones and faintly shouted at this gentle clamor, and even made this noble exude a few wild charm.

It was the first time that Yun Qing saw him wearing formal clothes, and he was a little stunned. When Qi Yan approached, she quickly withdrew her gaze and rubbed the countertop. She waited for the sound of closing the door before she came out of the kitchen calmly. When she passed by his room, she went in and took a look. His clothes were hung on the empty wardrobe inside, and his toothbrush and razor were also found in the bathroom outside.

It seems that he really intends to live in her house.

In the next few days, although Yun Qing and Qi Yan were both busy, Qi Yan would rush back to cook every night, and even deliberately followed her light taste, and would always persuade her to eat more.

This behavior reminded Yun Qing of the boy he met when he was seven years old. For nearly half a month, the two were besieged in the deep mountains and forests. He felt sorry for her thin appearance and would always try his best to find food for her.

Because he was afraid that people would find it, he always went to the river to suck her fish and shrimps at night. Then, he found a secret place to grill fish for her. Neither of the two children had cooked any rice. At the beginning, the fish was either burnt or half-cooked. When he finally could grill the fish with a fresh aroma, the two had to separate.

That night, Yun Qing tried every means to persuade her to eat half a bowl of rice. After resting for half an hour, she quickly changed her clothes and tried to exercise. However, Qi Yan stopped her and gave her a new set of clothes, saying that she would pay her a compensation.

She didn't want it at first, so she said that she could just wash the clothes and return them to her.

Qi Yan joked: "Don't you mind if I pass through?"

Yun Qing had to accept it. Then he took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "You can accept the rent."

She stared at it in a daze, not understanding what he meant.

He took her hand and forced it into her: "I never take advantage of women."

Yun Qing pulled back his hand, raised his bank card and asked, "As you like this, if I go home with you that day, I will have to rent you?"

"I don't care. But as long as you give it, I will definitely accept it."

"Okay. I'll accept it too." Yun Qing carried her clothes and took the bank card back to the bedroom. When she came out again, Qi Yan was no longer seen in the room. He didn't see him come back all night, and the next day he saw him on the gossip headlines, without exception. He was also talking about topics such as having a night of spring with a certain little flower or a beautiful woman.

She glanced at the title lightly and closed the web page. A small wave appeared in her heart. She angrily muttered that this person was really energetic. She reached out to take the bag on the passenger seat and pushed the door out of the car. Lin Hui suddenly came out of the gap between the two cars next to her, rushed over with tears and frightened, scaring her so much that she hurried into the car again and locked the door tightly.

Lin Hui slapped the car window fiercely, tears streaming down her face, and she kept talking about all kinds of grievances in her mouth, complaining about her indifference and indifference.

"Dongdongdongdongdong, Yunqing, open the door for me."

The hysterical voice became hoarse and low under the barrier of the car window glass, but her anger could be vaguely seen. Yun Qing saw her crying more, and it was difficult to hear her too much, leaving only numbness and boredom.

She sat quietly in the car, looking at her calmly, indifferently as if the person in front of her had nothing to do with her.

Lin Hui cried for a while, and saw that she was unmoved, she knocked on the glass even more violently. Seeing that she never opened the door, Lin Hui suddenly took out half of the brick and raised it straight to the car window.

Suddenly, the car window cracked into a honeycomb shape.

Yun Qing was shocked, then calmly turned to the side, listening to the sound of her smashing the car window and quickly called the property security guard.
Chapter completed!