Qin Huan had nothing to say, but then she sat up straight, and her whole body returned to that cold and lonely look.

Jiang Jingchu's tongue swept across the soft flesh in his mouth and he chuckled.

"Don't be so stiff, it'll be easy to reveal yourself."

When Jiang Jingchu and Qin Huan got off the cable car, the dark night sky had changed from the occasional one or two silver arcs that passed by at the beginning to "fireworks" that rushed out at a rapid speed, brilliantly lighting up the entire sky, and then falling to the earth like pearls.

Everyone craned their necks to admire this starry sky spectacle intently.

There was only one person who did not raise his head from beginning to end. He just looked at the woman beside him with a gentle and affectionate gaze full of nostalgia.

At this time, the meteor shower has reached its most intense time.

Qin Huan raised her slender neck, her face emitting a bright glow under the reflection of the meteors.

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly reminded,

"Hurry up and make a wish. There are so many shooting stars today, even the most greedy wish may come true."

Qin Huan quickly closed her eyes.

I wish little Qin Zhiyi to be healthy, happy and grow up healthily.

Second, I wish that Jiang Jingchu will be safe and prosperous, and that all your wishes will come true.

Three Wishes…

Qin Huan thought about it,

Third, I hope Wen Li’s career will get better and better, and he will find his own soulmate as soon as possible.

"Jiang Jingchu, make a wish quickly too."

After Qin Huan made her wish, she couldn't wait to open her eyes, and met Jiang Jingchu's gaze, which she couldn't look away from in time.

Jiang Jingchu's eyes flashed, his voice was deep and magnetic,

"Do you think that the dignified Crown Prince of the Jiang family has anything he can't obtain that requires wishing for something?"

Although Qin Huan does not believe in gods or Buddhas, she has been influenced by her grandmother since she was a child and is quite taboo about some things.

She quickly reached out to cover his lips.

"Don't be too full of yourself when you speak, just say it quickly!"

Jiang Jingchu's eyes curved slightly, and he made a "wuwu" sound with his mouth.

Only then did Qin Huan let go.

Jiang Jingchu smiled.

"Understood, Master."

So, he really obeyed and said "Pooh" three times, looking casual and unruly.

The reason why Jiang Jingchu called Qin Huan "Master" can be traced back to the first time they met.

That summer, Qin Huan had just experienced the first major turning point in her life, the college entrance examination.

In the afternoon, Qin Huan, wearing a simple white T-shirt, jeans, and a neat ponytail, walked towards Mingxi Mountain carrying a thermos.

Mingxi Mountain is the only tourist attraction in the town. It is famous for the Yue Lao Temple on the mountain, which has a history of nearly 300 years.

During holidays, there are always many tourists who come here to visit. Qin Huan's grandmother will set up a table at the entrance of the scenic area and run a fortune-telling stall to supplement the family income.

Qin Huan walked very quickly. When she arrived at the entrance of the scenic area, beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead. She took a breath, put the thermos on the stone table beside her, and walked to the public restroom to wash her face.

A handful of cold water splashed on my face, and I felt much more refreshed.

Looking at the mirror in front of the sink, she saw two luxury cars pull up one after another, and then three or four teenagers about her age got out and walked towards her, laughing and joking.

"Wait for me, I'll go put some water in."

One of the boys with tin foil perms said this and went into the men's restroom nearby, while the remaining teenagers leaned against the stone table next to them and smoked lazily.

The toilet was not soundproof, and Qin Huan faintly heard the boy with tinfoil burns answering a phone call.

"We agreed to part ways amicably, so what do you mean by clinging to me like this?"

The other party said something, and Tin Foil Hot made an impatient "tsk" sound.

"That's enough. We've only been together for less than half a month. One Hermès is already enough for you. Let's stop while we're ahead. Maybe we can say hello when we meet again in the future."

Qin Huan raised her eyebrows when she heard that, turned off the faucet calmly, and walked out.

Jiang Jingchu took a puff of his cigarette and was blowing out smoke rings out of boredom when he caught a glimpse of a girl with water droplets on her face, as pretty as a lotus flower emerging from the water, walking straight towards him with his narrow eyes.

"Hey, Young Master Jiang, you're so lucky wherever you go. Look, is that little white flower coming for you?"

Faced with the teasing of a group of people, Jiang Jingchu sneered lightly and said nothing, but a rogue arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Little White Flower walking straight in front of him, he blew out a puff of smoke in a romantic way.

“No WeChat, no cell phone.”

This was the first time Qin Huan faced such a speechless incident. She frowned and glanced at the boy in front of her. He had a sharp and clear jawline, plump lips, a straight nose, and a look that looked down on everything.

Tsk, what a nice appearance, but unfortunately, he is a fool.

"Please move aside, I'm going to get something."

Qin Huan said this expressionlessly, then cleverly reached behind Jiang Jingchu and pulled him hard, causing Jiang Jingchu to stagger and almost fall.

Then he shook the thermal box that was hooked on his fingertips, turned around and left while watching the group of people look confused.

"Fuck, what's that saying, Young Master Jiang? Were you being sentimental just now? It's truly incredible, I've never seen anything like this in my lifetime!"

Jiang Jingchu was also surprised. He sneered, biting the cigarette holder with his teeth, and his eyes slowly fell on the little white flower who was gradually walking away.

Even after walking a long way, Qin Huan could still hear the laughter of the group of people.

She didn't take it seriously, thinking that her grandmother was still hungry, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Grandma Qin has silver hair but a strong and vigorous look in her eyes. She felt extremely distressed when she saw her granddaughter from afar.

"Oh, Huan'er, didn't I tell you not to bring food over? Grandma brought her own."

Qin Huan smiled and put the thermal box into her grandmother's hands.

"Grandma, I'm on vacation now and have time to cook. Please don't eat those steamed buns and pickles."

Then he pulled grandma up and pushed her towards the tourist center not far away.

"Go eat now, and then cool down inside for a while. I'll call you if there's any business."

After seeing her grandmother walk away, Qin Huan breathed a sigh of relief, pulled over a chair and sat down, then took out her cell phone and fiddled with it.

After playing for a while, Qin Huan felt a little tired, so she leaned back in the chair, picked up the palm-leaf fan beside her, covered her face with it, and closed her eyes to rest.

This was the scene that Jiang Jingchu and his group saw when they arrived.

In the sunlight, the girl leaned leisurely on the chair, with her smooth black ponytail hanging lazily behind the back of the chair.

The palm-leaf fan covered her cheeks, revealing just half of her fair and plump forehead. It reminded people of the scenes in Hayao Miyazaki's comics, so beautiful.

However, at this moment, Han Xian did not have such romantic thoughts. After coming out of the toilet and hearing them talking about Jiang Jingchu's embarrassing behavior, he became extremely interested in the woman who was not attracted to Young Master Jiang's looks.

Now he was told that the woman he was interested in was the girl in front of him. He immediately became interested and wanted to immediately lift the palm-leaf fan to catch a glimpse of her beauty.

Glancing at the lottery box on the small square table, Han Xian came up with a plan and coughed lightly.

"Beauty, tell me your fortune."

Qin Huan was just about to doze off when she was suddenly woken up. Thinking that business had come, she was about to go find her grandmother.

However, after taking away the palm-leaf fan and focusing his attention, he saw that it was the group of playboys he had just met at the bathroom door, and he immediately lay back down lazily.

“Not really.”

“Not really?”

Han Xian had just recovered from Qin Huan's pure and bright appearance, and laughed in disbelief when he heard the words.

"Don't count, or you don't know how to count?"

Qin Huan didn't raise her head or open her eyes.

"Fortune-telling is also based on fate and chance. You guys are not sincere, so I won't tell you."

Jiang Jingchu never believed in fortune-telling, and he was well aware of Qin Huan's excuses.

"Forget it. If they don't even take the business that's coming to your door, why bother to take it?"

Jiang Jingchu raised his foot to leave after he finished speaking, but was stopped by Han Xian.

He took out his wallet, pulled out a few pink bills and placed them on Qin Huan's desk.

"Beauty, is this sincere enough?"

Seeing Qin Huan's eyes lightly glance at the red banknotes, Han Xian took advantage of the victory and took out all the remaining money from his wallet.

"So, if you calculate well, all these will be yours."

Qin Huanshui's eyes finally showed a ripple at this moment.

Jiang Jingchu thought to himself, I thought he was so awesome, but it turns out he's just greedy for money.

The girl slowly sat up straight and handed the lottery box to Han Xian.

"Think about what it is first, then shake it."

After saying this, he calmly waited for Han Xian to shake the divination sticks.

Han Xian was just teasing Qin Huan. He pretended to shake it a few times and handed the stick that fell out to Qin Huan.

"Come, beautiful master, tell me my marriage destiny."