Ling Jiao was slightly taken aback, then smiled and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
"Like this?"
Fu Shiqin was stunned by the kiss. He was in a daze for a while before he came to his senses and immediately cupped her face in his hands and kissed her deeply.
The kiss was interrupted when the pot of boiling water overflowed.
Ling Jiao blushed as she turned off the stove and cleaned up the soup that had splashed onto the counter.
Then, I continued to focus on preparing dinner.
Fu Shiqin did everything he could to help, so he stood at the kitchen doorway, watching the person busy stir-frying and making soup and marveling at how beautiful his girlfriend was.
Fu Shiyi and Ling Jiao, who were waiting at home for the results, sent a WeChat message to inquire about the situation.
[Fu Xiaoer, how's it going?]
Fu Shiqin replied: Everything is going well.
The message was followed by a smug emoji to express the writer's delight.
Fu Shiyi replied with a disdainful expression: "My sister-in-law asked if you want to come back for dinner?"
Fu Shiqin replied: No, Jiaojiao is preparing dinner for me.
After Fu Shiyi and Gu Weiwei found out, they stopped sending messages to inquire and disturb them.
Ling Jiao finished cooking a dish and turned her head to see her texting on her phone.
"Are you busy with something?"
"No, I'll just tell my family." Fu Shiqin took the plate, smelled it, and said, "It smells so good."
Because Ling Jiao had always lived with her grandfather, she became independent at a young age and gradually learned to cook after she became sensible.
So, although they rarely showed off their skills since they met, the dishes they made were never too bad.
Dinner consisted of four small dishes and a soup, and the red wine that Fu Shiqin had given me last time was also opened.
"Young Master Fu, thank you for making my dream come true today."
Fu Shiqin looked at her with a sullen face, "Are you sure you still want to call me that?"
He absolutely dislikes being called "Second Young Master" by others, as it makes him seem like a fool.
Ling Jiao remained silent for a moment, then smiled and changed her form of address.
"Shi Qin".
“Call him Qinqin,” Fu Shiqin further requested.
Ling Jiao rubbed her forehead, suppressing a laugh, and said, "I think... calling you that sounds too gay."
Fu Shiqin chuckled, "That seems to be true."
He Chi and Fu Shiyi used to call him that, which disgusted him, but he didn't mind her calling him that.
"Eat your food quickly, it'll get cold soon," Ling Jiao said, putting some food on his plate.
Although the two had known each other for quite some time, Fu Shiqin felt this was a real date.
In particular, she cooked dinner herself tonight, and he ate it all out of courtesy.
"You cooked the meal, so I'll wash the dishes."
“Okay.” Ling Jiao didn’t stop him and let him take on the task of washing the dishes.
Fu Shiqin carefully washed the dishes, then came out and sat with her on the sofa, drinking the red wine they hadn't finished while watching TV.
On a sudden impulse, I asked another question.
"So, do you really understand what I wanted to say to you this afternoon?"
"Understood." Ling Jiao turned her head and stared at him for a few seconds, then reached out and tugged at his tie, forcing him to come closer, and then kissed him.
Fu Shiqin firmly believes that when it comes to kissing, a man must not lose the initiative.
So, he quickly took the lead, and perhaps because of the alcohol, the two gradually became lost in their passionate kiss.
Ling Jiao reached out and loosened his tie, but Fu Shiqin stopped at that moment, panting heavily, and hurriedly stood up and said.
"I...I forgot to buy something."
"What?" Ling Jiao raised an eyebrow. Because of the kiss, her lips were red and her hair was messy, exuding a sexy charm.
"I'll be back in a bit," Fu Shiqin said, then slipped on his slippers and rushed out the door.
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