The small off-white round table is not big, just enough to accommodate two people for afternoon tea.
There was room for three people, but the big man who squeezed in looked so unharmonious.
The man who walked in with his arms crossed ignored the small plates of exquisite snacks on the round table.
He seemed tired. His back, which had been straight a moment ago, relaxed as he leaned against the back of the chair, crossing his legs.
His eyes fell with dissatisfaction on the little golden retriever lying under the small table, without a trace of backbone, acting coquettishly and drooling.
I'm so embarrassed.
With a smile on his lips, Chen Yanqing watched coldly as Jing Yuebai used the little golden retriever as an excuse to start a conversation with Qing Yuer and had a pleasant chat.
Qing Yuer: "It seems that Senior Sister also likes dogs? What a coincidence, I especially like small animals."
Jing Yuebai, who never kept dogs or cats at home and was indifferent to them, quickly nodded in agreement.
"What a coincidence! I love puppies the most. I wish I could have a dog as well behaved and good-tempered as this golden retriever."
The man who was watching from the sidelines listened to the two people singing in unison, and the corners of his mouth raised even higher.
He waved his hand, and the little golden retriever at his feet, who was being used as a raft, shook its big ears cleverly.
It has a silly dog-like face, with its tongue sticking out from its mouth and hissing. Its dull brain can finally distinguish between close and distant relatives.
With its two silly black eyes open and its big ears blinking, it turned its head under the palm of someone else's hand to look at its beloved male owner.
Without hesitation, the little golden retriever half-crouched at the feet of the male owner and straightened his upper body, and got a pat from the big palm as he wished.
"Does Senior Yuebai like dogs?"
The unspoken question instantly interrupted the friendly conversation between the two women.
Confused, Qing Yu'er put down the black tea that she was drinking with the sweet pastries. Her confused face looked particularly charming in the sunlight.
After patting the dog's head and stroking it twice, Shen Yanqing turned around and smiled, while Jing Yuebai's expression was obviously not good.
"Our families live so close to each other. How come I've never heard of your family having a dog since I was a kid? That shouldn't be the case! You love animals so much, don't you?"
Jing Yuebai's nostrils flared with anger, and she took a deep breath, looking at the young man with an unintentional curiosity.
He had an innocent look on his face, as if he was just asking out of genuine curiosity.
In an instant, she let out a long breath and raised a fake smile towards Shen Yanqing, her junior who was deliberately trying to sabotage her.
He snorted in his heart but smiled gently.
"My elders at home are allergic to dog hair, so I dare not keep one no matter how much I like it!"
Shen Yanqing: "Oh~"
She deliberately stretched out her voice to make people angry. Jing Yuebai twisted the bag on her thigh and cursed in her heart.
The two of them were upset and fighting openly and secretly, mocking each other openly and secretly for some reason.
There is only one person I like. If I pay attention to one, I will inevitably ignore the other. Human energy is limited.
Shen Yanqing loves his sister-in-law to death, and Jing Yuebai wants to be friends with Qing Yuer, and be her best friend.
Love is naturally exclusive, but doesn’t friendship have it?
The emotional reality is the same. A friend naturally can't stand her best friend's boyfriend, just like Jing Yuebai naturally can't stand Chen Yanqing.
She became friends with the beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman did not resist, and the beautiful woman's husband did not say anything.
As someone's brother-in-law, you are so nosy. Dahai is yours.
Time passed quickly, and it was almost noon. For both emotional and logical reasons, Qing Yuer decided to keep Jing Yuebai for dinner.
Jing Yuebai was not the type to be falsely polite, and was eager to find a chance to stay a little longer, so she agreed.
After agreeing, as expected, he saw the man who was more loyal than a dog guarding Qing Yuer.
For the whole morning, wherever her best friend went, this bastard followed her, not to mention never leaving her side.
Jing Yuebai deeply felt that the word "never leaving" could be used to describe the clingy attitude of the dog junior.
Looking at the dog-like junior who was standing half a step behind the woman, he looked at her coldly with a sharp and perceptive gaze.
With the corner of her mouth tilted upwards, Jing Yuebai snorted disdainfully, not even looking at his face which suddenly turned cold the next second.
I opened my eyes and looked at the clear blue sky outside the window, letting my thoughts wander.
What delicious food should I prepare to treat my future best friend?
And there is this dog next to my best friend that unilaterally recognizes its owner. It is so protective of its food. Could it be that it forgot that her best friend has a dog at home?
Although the dog had to temporarily leave its owner and travel across the ocean to go abroad for work, don't forget that it is a dog with only a title.
It's a different identity from this dog that rushed in without a dog tag and occupied the territory.
While eating, the bloody situation at the table escalated again.
Jing Yuebai: "Yuer, I heard that you like seafood. Your aunt is a good cook. Try this steamed turbot."
As soon as the meal started, the man not only occupied the seat next to Qing Yuer, but also took over the job of peeling the shrimps.
Jing Yuebai, who couldn't snatch the gift from his junior dog, was not discouraged. It didn't matter.
As a lovely girl who tolerates and forgives men who are narrow-minded, jealous, and foolish, she had to find another way.
It felt more comfortable than at home, and with a strong sense of ownership, he invited Qing Yuer to eat this and try that.
Qing Yuer couldn't see, but Jing Yuebai was close to her, and she used the serving chopsticks to pick out the bones of the fish and peel the crabs and put them on the plate next to her eyes.
As if competing, Shen Yan deftly peeled the shrimp, the white yet pink shrimp meat being dipped in the refreshing dipping sauce.
It was so delicious that it reached Qing Yuer's lips, who was slurping the food non-stop.
She had long been accustomed to being fed by Shen Yanqing. Although she was not used to it at first, she could only sigh at the power of boiling a frog in warm water.
She pursed her lips and swallowed the rice. Shen Yanqing, who was twisting the shrimp, saw clearly that the beautiful woman next to him had just closed her small, luminous mouth for a while.
She sniffed the shrimp meat and opened her mouth, tempted by it. Her white teeth and pink tongue were visible inside.
Tentatively intercepting the shrimp meat he was feeding, Shen Yanqing looked at the fleeting crimson spot with heavy eyes.
The next moment, he pursed his lips and turned his face away in embarrassment.
The throat suddenly tightened, and a dry feeling instantly surged to the top of the head. Shen Yanqing, who felt that his head was about to smoke, rolled up and down the Adam's apple that was moistened by the water.
His brain was in a mess as he suddenly tilted his head back and drank the entire glass of water on the table. Qing Yuer, who sensed the movement beside him, turned her head to show concern.
"What's wrong!"
This caused Jing Yuebai, who was sitting on the other side of Qing Yuer, to look over as well.
Qi Si's evil thoughts are unacceptable to Shen Yanqing, and the young man is easily teased.
The young man, who was easily angered by his sweetheart's every move, pretended to be calm and spoke in front of their concerned faces.
"It's okay, let's eat!"
The other two people didn't think much of it and were easily fooled. They didn't notice that the young man deliberately lowered his hand and tightly grasped the empty water cup.
The remaining water in the cup flowed out silently and fell to the ground.
The man's hands were unusually strong, so powerful that the veins covering his skin bulged like hidden restraint, like a futile struggle on the eve of a dam bursting.
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