However, we've only brought this up now; it's not time to actually move yet. Besides, he has to go to an audition in a few days, which would be troublesome.
When she got home, Xiaoqing was already sitting down. She had been gone for more than half a month. If it weren't for Neil and Monk's matter, she might not have been back for a long time.
She not only came back, but also brought Xu Qian some gifts, saying that she bought them with her 'colleagues'.
Xu Qian found it intriguing and took a look. Inside was a handful of seeds. Xiao Qing explained with a smile that these were seeds of pasture grass.
Xu Qian was immediately embarrassed. Well, it seems he can't shake off the label of "descendant of Shennong".
The two chatted for a while, sharing their experiences and observations, especially Xiaoqing's life on the grassland.
"Do you know how horses are chosen on the grasslands...?"
Xu Qian listened and laughed. Seeing the increasing smiles on Xiao Qing's face, he felt much more at ease.
Ultimately, he had stayed in this world for far too long. Back on the mountain, things were fine; he spent his years playing and frolicking with his sect, and time flew by without him noticing how fast it had passed. Only now, a thousand years later, when everything had changed, did he suddenly realize how quickly time had flown by.
It was lunchtime, and Xiaoqing hadn't eaten yet. She was craving the sour beef soup she had eaten before, so she could only look at Xu Qian longingly, her unspoken meaning written all over her face.
"Let's eat, let's get the car out of the garage..."
"Huh? You got your driver's license?" Xiaoqing thought it was for a four-wheeled vehicle.
“Of course it belongs to Qin You.” Xu Qian smiled slightly.
Xiaoqing didn't care whose it was, and pushed his shoulder forward, shouting, "Charge! Charge! Charge!"
Xu Qian just laughed as she pushed him, but he walked very actively.
Before long, the two rode Xu Qian's new favorite motorcycle to the sour soup beef restaurant that had been making their mouths water.
At noon, or even in the afternoon, the shop was not very busy. After looking around, I could only see Xu Qian and Xiao Qing.
The shop owner was already familiar with Xu Qian, and seeing that he had brought his girlfriend along today, he immediately asked the waiter to prepare the hot pot base.
"Two pounds of beef, and another order of boneless fried chicken." Xu Qian saw the new items on their wall and casually ordered another one.
"Please have a seat. Would you like some soy milk?" the owner asked kindly.
"Okay, I'll have soy milk, thank you." It was Xiaoqing who spoke; she quite liked the free soy milk offered by this place.
Seeing her eyes light up, Xu Qian couldn't help but smile. "After we finish eating, let's go to the supermarket to buy a soy milk maker, and some other things you like."
"Okay, okay." Xiaoqing nodded hurriedly.
The boss overheard their conversation and, for some reason, suddenly thought of his wife. They used to be like that when they were young, their words always filled with sweet romance. Now… well, those days are best left unsaid.
After a while, all the dishes they ordered were served. Before the hot pot boiled, Xiaoqing took out her phone to take a picture, but just as she pressed the shutter button, a hand appeared in front of the camera, holding a piece of boneless fried chicken.
These hands must belong to Xu Qian. They are long and slender with distinct knuckles, and the nails are so clean that they are almost flawless, perfectly satisfying all the fantasies of a hand fetishist.
Of course, Xiaoqing didn't think that far ahead. She just saw that the picture looked alright, so she didn't say anything more. She casually adjusted a filter and then posted it on her Weibo.
Leaf painting of White Dew:
[Picture] It's super, super delicious!
[I suspect you're just showing off your relationship.]
[……grass]
I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous!
[Showing off your love is amazing! (Okay, having Xu Meiren does make you pretty amazing.)]
Jealousy has made me unrecognizable.
[I was crying when I picked them up this morning, and we had lunch together.]
Ah, Old Xu's hands, I could lick them for a lifetime!
[Smiling Basin will never be a slave!]
[A treat for hand fetishists!]
[This is so heartbreaking; I can only find the person in question on my sister-in-law's Weibo.]
Just as the two were happily enjoying their hotpot, Xu Qian received a new WeChat message from Sheng Huai.
Sheng Huai:
←_←They didn't even invite me to eat hot pot!
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