Warm, moist, sticky
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Jiang Qing wanted to slap herself in the face.
This isn't a drinking contest, is she still drinking? Why didn't she say she was drinking?
Where's the brain?
Oh, maybe I ran too fast and fell on the way here.
Ye Meiyan observed the two people in front of her calmly.
The girl was leading the way, carrying a small white shell bag, walking with the wind, and holding a bunch of green plants in her hands. The green was dotted with colorful flower buds, which looked particularly beautiful. She pushed open the glass door, bringing vitality to the room.
The boy following closely behind was still dressed in a refreshing outfit, his expression cold and indifferent, as was his usual demeanor. However, he carried bags in both hands, and followed the girl with his long legs and small steps, which made the boy look inexplicably more lively.
One tall, one short, one in front, one behind.
Ye Meiyan raised the cup of fresh milk in front of her, without any abnormality, as if she was not surprised by Jiang Qing's inexplicable question: "I drank it, it tasted very good."
"Also, thank you for your treat." She turned and thanked Song Shuang.
Song Shuang didn't expect this to happen. She said awkwardly, "Haha... no need."
This person is too polite.
She was so distracted that she missed the chance to say thank you for the snacks.
After hearing this, Jiang Qing sighed, "Wow, as expected, Mei Yan is still so considerate."
She suggested, "Let's go."
A group of people walked into the community together. Jiang Qing did not forget to pack up the Panda Milk Cap that Song Shuang ordered for her, which was still hot.
The buildings in the residential complex where their family lives are not high, and the top floor is the sixth floor. According to residential regulations, there is no need to install an elevator.
Climbing up the long staircase, Jiang Qing inserted the key into the door while saying to the friends behind her, "Feel free to do whatever you want. You can put your things on the sofa first."
Ye Meiyan looked at the scene in front of her as she walked. The house was not big and was decorated in a simple style. The furniture was arranged in an orderly manner, but occasionally there were some retro elements that seemed a bit abrupt.
As soon as Song Shuang walked in, she felt as familiar and natural as if she had returned to her own home. She casually threw her phone on the sofa, took the ingredients from Wang Huacheng's hand behind her and asked, "Are these dishes in the kitchen?"
Jiang Qing glanced at the two boys carrying their hands full of things, then looked at her kitchen. The kitchen was too small to accommodate so many people, so why not...
"Let's put it in the living room. We'll skewer the skewers here and then go up to the rooftop for the barbecue. How about that? There's plenty of open space there and no one will bother us."
While she was talking, Lin Nanyan had already consciously taken the lobster to the kitchen to get a basin of water to soak it and wash it, doing it skillfully as if he had done it a thousand times.
Song Shuang cheered and said, "I fully support it."
No one else had any objections, and after reaching a consensus, everyone quickly got busy.
Ye Meiyan mixed in with them, poking holes in the mushrooms with bamboo sticks in both hands. It felt very novel.
Remember, student friendships are often based on location, often including the deskmate in front, the deskmate behind, and the deskmate at the same table. If two people don't get along, their relationship can even grow further apart as their seats change, until they're just the same classmate again, like familiar strangers.
Before this, she and Jiang Qing had never sat close to each other, and the total number of sentences they spoke to each other did not even exceed ten.
She only knew that Jiang Qing was a lively girl, and even this faint impression was because of Lin Nanyan. Wherever he was, there would be the girl.
For a rare creature like the academic god who always tops the list, she always pays some attention to him and the people around him.
But Jiang Qing's attitude made her feel that they were just old friends, without any of the politeness of a first meeting, but it was indeed the first time she was invited by Jiang Qing.
They are true acquaintances.
Or is it that Jiang Qing is just such a friendly girl?
The strange thing is that there was no sign of wanting to make friends before.
As she thought about it, she curiously poked the soft touch under her hand, which was strange and interesting.
She was happily stringing the flowers when she saw Jiang Qing take out the bunch of green plants that she had been holding when she entered the milk tea shop. She originally thought that the girl was going to put them in a vase for appreciation, but she didn't expect that after washing and rinsing them, Jiang Qing also started to string the flower buds with bamboo sticks.
Ye Meiyan: ???
She asked cautiously, "Can this... be eaten too?"
There are so many different colors. Won’t I be poisoned if I eat them?
Jiang Qing looked at the fresh vegetables in her hands and was stunned for a moment. What kind of question was this?
She was confused and said as a matter of course, "Of course, it tastes better with sauce."
Why can't this be grilled?
Lin Nanyan, who was sitting opposite, suddenly said, "Those are colorful peppers."
Jiang Qing: Of course I know this is colorful peppers, do I need you to tell me?
She was about to retort out of habit.
Wait a minute, Ye Meiyan asked this question...
"Ah," she suddenly realized and strongly recommended, "This green plant can be used as an ornamental plant, but it can also be used as an ingredient. It's delicious. You can try it later."
I forgot that Ye Meiyan is still a high school student, and still that little princess who doesn't know the difference between grains and is lazy.
Maybe you don't even understand the difference between the two.
Song Shuang nodded beside him, "Every bite is so crunchy."
As she spoke, she stuffed cherry tomatoes into her mouth and chewed them.
Ye Meiyan had heard that the more beautiful the mushroom, the more poisonous it was. The flower buds in front of her were brightly colored, dotted among the green plants, and did not look like food.
She breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it was vegetables, it would be fine. Fortunately, she didn't have to go in vertically and out horizontally.
A few of them chatted and laughed as they busily dressed a large basin of vegetables. Lin Nanyan caught sight of this and quickly stopped a few girls who were already getting carried away: "That's all. Eat first and then dress again. Fresh ingredients taste better."
They didn't have any meat skewers on them, they just had vegetables on them.
Jiang Qing stopped with a feeling of unfulfilled desire; threading the skewers was quite relaxing.
"You guys bring the vegetables up first, and Wang Huaqi and I will move the grill up."
"good."
After the three girls left, Lin Nanyan walked into the utility room. He raised his hand and just took the dark gray barbecue grill down from the cabinet. When he turned around, he was met with a bright smiling face.
He chose to ignore it and walked right past the girl.
Jiang Qing: ...
Open your arms and chest to block the boy's view.
When the boy took a step to the right, she also moved to the right; when he moved to the left, she followed closely.
With his way blocked by her, Lin Nanyan finally lowered his gaze to the girl's pale cheek.
"I want that one," Jiang Qing pointed to the cabinet behind the boy, "the green one, it looks good."
Lin Nanyan knew what the girl wanted without even turning around, so he didn't move.
"no."
The boy refused decisively, "Don't forget what you promised Uncle Jiang."
"I didn't forget. Aren't you here?" Jiang Qing muttered, "If I were alone, I definitely wouldn't use it."
Lin Nanyan's brows relaxed for a moment, then quickly tightened again: "That won't work either."
Jiang Qing keenly noticed the boy's sudden change in attitude and knew there was something going on.
"Didn't you do well last time? You started from scratch. You are super talented." She was full of compliments.
"Really?" How come he didn't see it.
"Of course, don't you want others to taste your cooking skills? They will definitely be amazed." Jiang Qing continued.
"No."
Lin Nanyan remained unmoved.
Jiang Qing refused to listen and turned a deaf ear to his refusal.
She said to herself, "Besides, I was really looking forward to it. I thought I'd eat some delicious charcoal-grilled skewers made by someone. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to do so."
Lin Nanyan stared at the girl with a look of regret and lamentation on her face. It would be a pity if she didn't become an actor with such a realistic expression of grievance.
Under the boy's cold gaze, Jiang Qing said confidently, "Aren't you just afraid that I'll burn myself with this?"
"...Who said that?" Lin Nanyan quickly denied it.
"I promise not to touch open flames or barbecue grills, is that okay?"
After Jiang Qing finished speaking, she raised her head, her face full of desire, vowing that the boy would understand that her request could not be refused. Before she could get a reply, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.
"Are you still not well?"
A little head popped into the utility room. Wang Huaqing looked at the two people standing in the middle of the utility room, facing each other without moving, as if they were in a confrontation. He was a little puzzled and walked in with a plate of peeled pears.
"Want to eat?"
He picked up a piece of snow-white fruit flesh with a fork and pushed it to the two of them. Jiang Qing took it and put it in her mouth. The flesh was fresh and the juice was sweet when she took a bite.
Mm, it’s delicious indeed.
She ate and took food at the same time, snatched the bottom of Wang Huacheng's plate, picked up another piece, and raised it to ask Lin Nanyan: "Do you want to eat?"
Wang Huaqi's hands were empty, but he didn't care. Seeing that Lin Nanyue was holding something, he thought it was inconvenient for him to eat the pear.
He stepped forward and asked, "Is this the shelf?" He reached out to pick it up.
"No, no," Jiang Qing quickly stopped him, "It's the green one."
As she spoke, she glanced at Lin Nanyan, luckily the boy didn't say anything.
"Oh," Wang Huacheng obediently turned around and picked up the green barbecue grill, "Then I'll move it up first."
Jiang Qing watched with satisfaction as the shadow of the green barbecue grill disappeared from her sight. Before she could come to her senses, her eyes blurred and she saw another figure striding out and quickly leaving the narrow utility room.
Turning around, the snow-white flesh had long disappeared, leaving only the empty fork with a silver metallic luster.
A boy's clear voice came from the front, "Are you not leaving yet?"
“Here it comes—”
Jiang Qing quickly caught up with him, carrying the remaining half plate of pears.
but...
"What's in your hand...?" She looked at the bag in the boy's right hand.
Lin Nanyan replied expressionlessly: "Preparing air grilling."
Jiang Qing: ...
This joke is not funny at all. Besides, charcoal is just charcoal, why call it air-grilled skewers?
"You know there's something called an air fryer?" she teased him. "It's specifically for air grilling skewers."
Hey, you know what, it will be popular in the future.
Lin Nanyan paused: "Really?"
He smiled and said, "Then I'll put it back. Today you can just perform the air grilling show and let me taste your cooking skills."
He pretended to walk back.
Jiang Qing was anxious. What was the point of barbecue without charcoal? She quickly picked up the fruit with a fork and stuffed it into the boy's mouth without any hesitation.
The speed was too fast and Lin Nanyan was caught off guard and was attacked by surprise.
The fruit flesh instantly hit my teeth, and the next moment after the soft and hard collided, sweetness flooded into my entire mouth, and my taste buds danced sweetly.
Their lips and teeth touched, their skin touched, although it was only for a moment, but amidst the pain of the collision, Lin Nanyan still accurately captured the soft touch.
Warm, moist, and sticky.
It is soft, with a faint fragrance that disappears as soon as you touch it.
Lin Nanyan was stunned, his senses concentrated on the lower half of his face. All his feelings became extremely clear, his blood rushed up, and a slight itchiness spread.
It starts with a point, then a surface, and finally gradually spreads to the whole body.
He felt uncomfortable all over, his eyes framed by the smiling face of the girl in front of him, and his gaze subconsciously fell down and fixed on the girl's fair and translucent skin, where there was a trace of moisture, wet and with a faint sheen.
Lin Nanyan realized belatedly that... that was the girl's finger.
Jiang Qing looked very proud after the sneak attack. You see, she was smart. She blocked Lin Nanyan's mouth so that he couldn't say anything she didn't want to hear.
The pear juice was flowing everywhere, and her fingertips felt sticky, so she had to wash her hands.
She stuffed the plate into Lin Nanyan's hands, who was still standing there in a daze, and urged him, "You go up first, I'll go wash my hands."
handwashing?
Lin Nanyan, whose soul was wandering, caught the key words and came back to his senses. "Yes, I need to wash my hands."
Not only did he have to wash his hands, he also had to rinse his mouth. His entire mouth felt strange, as if it didn't belong to his body.
He walked towards the kitchen with a clear purpose and clear logic. At least he knew that he was holding fruit and could not go to the bathroom to wash.
Jiang Qing held up her sticky fingers and watched his hurried back:???
No, brother, I'm talking about me.
What the hell are you crazy about?
Jiang Qing was speechless. Jiang Qing couldn't figure it out, but Jiang Qing didn't want to guess.
She followed Lin Nanyan and watched him rinse his mouth with the faucet of the sink, over and over again without stopping.
Jiang Qing, whose faucet was monopolized, could no longer tolerate it and pushed Lin Nanyan away with her butt.
"Go away!"
She put her hands under the faucet, scrubbed her hands, and turned her head to look at Lin Nanyan in doubt.
"What unclean thing did you eat?"
Even if you wash it so many times, you don’t have to worry about getting mouth ulcers.
After being squeezed and staggered, Lin Nanyan, who had already returned to normal, twitched his lips and said, "I must have eaten something unclean."
Seeing that the girl seemed to want to say something else, he asked unexpectedly: "Where is your exclusive secret homemade roasted lotus root slices?"
Lin Nanyan spoke clearly and repeated the names of the dishes that Jiang Qing had mentioned word for word.
Jiang Qing:!!!
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