Seeing Qin Beiming's increasingly skillful shrimp-peeling technique, Old Madam Qin was overjoyed, her eyebrows and eyes almost curving into crescent shapes.
She thought to herself, thankfully she had watched a lot of teen idol dramas, so she knew how beautiful the scene of the male lead peeling shrimp for the female lead in idol dramas was.
If it weren't for her "extensive knowledge" and ability to know a little about everything, and her preparation of a plate of spicy shrimp beforehand, where would her silly grandson have had the opportunity to show off his boyfriend skills?
"Beibei, move closer to Mobao, I'll take a picture of you two."
With her eyes shining with excitement, Old Madam Qin took several photos of Qin Beiming and Ling Mo while Ling Mo was still focused on eating.
What's so interesting to film?
Qin Beiming has never liked taking photos.
Whenever I see a camera, I instinctively move away.
This is one of the reasons why so few people know that he is the son of a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles.
However, this time he did not show any resistance to the camera.
Although they say they don't like it, their actions tell a different story.
As soon as Madam Qin spoke, he quietly moved closer to Ling Mo.
Not only that, he even went against his usual behavior, gently bringing the shrimp he had just peeled to her lips.
Ling Mo glanced at Qin Beiming's outstretched hand, feeling that his feeding gesture was too ambiguous.
Just as she was about to avoid his hand, he unexpectedly stuffed the spicy shrimp in his hand into her mouth.
"..."
Ling Mo was completely taken aback by Qin Beiming's actions and was so stunned that he was almost speechless.
In public, Qin Beiming always acted arrogantly, but apart from the time he had an episode, he was generally quite gentle with her.
I never imagined he had such a rude side...
Unbeknownst to her, when Qin Beiming sensed that she seemed to be trying to avoid his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his emotions plummeted to rock bottom.
He thought to himself, "She's already taken my first kiss, but she's acting like nothing happened and doesn't seem to care about taking responsibility for me at all. It's really frustrating."
In my anxiety, my hands became a bit hasty...
Realizing that his rash actions seemed to have frightened Ling Mo, Qin Beiming appeared somewhat embarrassed.
After silently removing his gloves, he handed her a tissue.
"Wipe it yourself, or should I do it?"
"I can do it myself."
Ling Mo felt embarrassed, as if Qin Beiming had taken the wrong script from Huo Yunting, even his tone of voice carried a domineering CEO vibe.
That's really strange...
He wasn't like this before.
It seems that he started acting strangely after that unexpected kiss an hour or two ago.
Could it be that he's been kissed so hard he's gone mad?
The problem is, she didn't use much force; it was just a light, fleeting kiss. Why did it have such a strong aftereffect?
Madam Qin was surprised that Qin Beiming would pull off such a domineering feeding act, and she couldn't stop laughing. "Come and see, how is my photography skill?"
Ling Mo obligingly leaned closer for a peek and saw that on the camera screen, she and Qin Beiming appeared to be passionately kissing due to the angle. He couldn't help but twitch his lips.
In order not to undermine Madam Qin's confidence, she only mentioned it tactfully:
"Grandma's photography skills are truly unparalleled. Remember not to take any more pictures next time!"
"Huh...ah?"
Just as Madam Qin was delighted to have gained Ling Mo's approval, she unexpectedly added another sentence.
After the initial shock came bursts of laughter, including pounding one's chest.
"Mo Bao'er, you are such a treasure!"
Out of curiosity, Qin Beiming also came over to take a look at the camera's display screen.
Seeing the sweet and natural interaction between him and Ling Mo in the photos, like that of a young couple, a sweet feeling welled up in his heart as well.
"The photos are pretty good. Remember to send them to me later."
"..."
Ling Mo was surprised that Qin Beiming had such a taste, so he simply stopped talking and focused on eating.
After she had eaten and drunk her fill, and seeing that it was getting darker, she straightened her expression and solemnly said to Old Madam Qin:
"Grandma, the bracelet is too valuable, I can't accept it."
"What do you mean by valuable or not? I think you have fair skin, and this bracelet will definitely look good on you."
"I heard from Third Master that this bracelet has extraordinary significance for Grandma. How can I accept it with a clear conscience?"
As Ling Mo spoke, not wanting to spoil Old Madam Qin's mood, he added:
"Actually, this meal is the most enjoyable I've had in years. Thank you for your hospitality, Grandma."
Seeing that Ling Mo was determined not to accept the bracelet, Old Madam Qin didn't press the matter. She simply took her hand and said kindly:
"If you like, Grandma will make it for you every day. I just hope you can come and visit this old woman often."
"good."
Ling Mo nodded, then handed a white jade porcelain bottle to Madam Qin. "Grandma, please keep this safe. One pill a day has beauty and skin-nourishing effects."
"Skin-building pills?"
Madam Qin immediately recognized that the muscle-nourishing pill Ling Mo had given her was one that was priceless, and her face was full of surprise:
About eighteen years ago, I acquired a bottle of muscle-nourishing pills at an auction. Because they were very effective, I wanted to buy a few more to keep on hand, so I asked someone to inquire with the seller whether they still had any in stock.
Unfortunately, the seller said that refining the Muscle Nourishing Pill was extremely wasteful, time-consuming, and labor-intensive, and it was impossible to refine a second bottle in a short period of time.
The following year arrived in the blink of an eye, and I once again set my sights on the muscle-nourishing pills. I asked someone to inquire about them again, but unfortunately, I received the devastating news that the seller had died during childbirth due to amniotic fluid embolism.
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