Song Kexia took a shower and returned to the room with the thermal box.
She waited for a long time, her hair was dry, and she began to feel sleepy, but no one came.
She curled her lips in dissatisfaction, thinking, he probably won't come.
Humph, no more waiting.
Just as I was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, I heard knocking on the window.
She ran over and saw that it was indeed Qin Muye.
She pursed her lips and opened the window a little.
Qin Muye pushed himself up with his hands and jumped in through the window.
He reached out and touched Song Kexia's face, "You haven't slept yet, are you waiting for me?"
Song Kexia's face flushed. After all, as a grown-up girl, it was still embarrassing for her to wait for someone to meet in the middle of the night.
I turned around to get the thermal box, and the next moment, a hot chest pressed against my back and my waist was tightly wrapped around it.
She could smell a faint scent of soap and a strong scent of hormones.
"Did you miss me?"
A low and magnetic voice rang in her ears, like an electric shock, and half of her body went numb.
My hand shook and I almost lost my grip on the lunch box.
Why didn't she realize before that she was so sensitive to sound?
A hot kiss landed on her ear, causing her body to shudder.
When Qin Muye tried to kiss her again, she dodged him.
"I made you some omelets. Try them first."
Qin Muye pinched her chin, turned her face towards him, and intertwined their lips and tongues.
"I want to eat you now."
He was so tall that Song Kexia had to tilt her head back, kiss him back, and lean her body upwards.
Qin Muye paused, and his movements became more urgent, breaking into her mouth and taking it by force.
He pinched her waist with both hands, pressing her body closer to him.
It was a domineering and unusually long passionate kiss. When he let her go, Song Kexia collapsed in his arms like a pool of spring water.
Qin Muye kissed her cheek and said with a smile, "You are so useless. It seems you need to practice more."
Song Kexia's face flushed and she reached out to pinch him.
At this moment, she felt weak and had little strength.
In Qin Muye's opinion, that little bit of force was almost like tickling, not pinching, but more like teasing.
His thumb gently stroked her red lips. Having just been loved, her lips were unusually red.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with water, shimmering and a little blurry, pure and lustful, extremely alluring.
He hugged her and bent down to kiss her again.
Song Kexia pressed her cheek against his, and it took her a while before she remembered the important matter and gently pushed him away.
"I have something important to tell you." She took out the insulated box, "Come and try it."
Qin Muye sat down and held the person on his lap.
She had already helped cut the omelet and placed it in an insulated box, which was still warm.
I picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
Song Kexia couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? Does it taste okay?"
Qin Muye picked up another piece and tasted it carefully. "It's very good, but the taste is too homely."
Song Kexia frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"
“If this omelet is eaten at home, I would be happy to eat it.
But if you plan to sell it, it won’t taste good enough.
Its flavor should be a little stronger and more punchy.
If others can make this kind of homely taste, how many people will come out to buy it?
If you want to create something, create something that people will never forget and that others cannot imitate."
Song Kexia understood.
They would be best off making something that hits people's taste buds as soon as they eat it, something that makes people remember it forever and is impossible to imitate.
"We're also going to put minced meat in it, and pickles."
Qin Muye nodded in agreement, "That's good too, it can enrich the layering of the omelet.
You can improve on the sauce, the chili sauce tastes too ordinary and not amazing enough."
Song Kexia finally understood why he became so rich later. He was indeed very financially savvy and could grasp the problems very accurately.
Qin Muye saw that she had her head down and her beautiful almond eyes dimmed. He rubbed her head with his big hands, giving her a rare comfort.
"Take your time, you're doing pretty well."
"I understand. I will improve."
Qin Muye picked up a piece of omelet and handed it to her mouth.
Song Kexia shook her head and said, "I've already eaten, you eat it yourself."
Qin Muye didn't bother to be polite with her and ate all the omelets by himself.
Song Kexia sat in his arms, moved uncomfortably, and wanted to get off him.
Qin Muye pinched her face and asked, "What are you doing?"
Song Kexia glared at him with a red face, "Don't you know what you are doing?"
How could she feel comfortable with such a big piece of it pressing on her?
Qin Muye laughed darkly in her ear, "Who told you to seduce me like this?"
His voice was deliberately lowered, like an electric current, passing through her ear and into her body, making her toes curl up unconsciously.
He must have done it on purpose.
She knew she responded to his voice, so she always teased her like this.
She pursed her lips and stood up, "I'll put on lipstick for you to see."
Qin Muye let her leave him, leaned back in his chair, and watched her run to find a mirror to put on her lipstick.
This room was originally his room, and there were very few things belonging to the lesbian.
It seems he will have to have a dressing table delivered someday.
Song Kexia put on her lipstick and looked at him with a smile, "How is it? Does it look good?"
Qin Muye looked at her and his breathing stopped.
He hadn't imagined that a little bit of lipstick could change a person so much.
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