Fingers clasped

The reason is not hard to guess. I believe many people would make the same choice if they were in his shoes.

First, he and Yanxing have known each other for a long time. He knows his character and family background to some extent. He knows that if he likes Xiaomei and takes action, he will definitely take responsibility to the end. Xiaomei will definitely have a good life in the future.

Moreover, he has seen their interactions these days. Not many people can tolerate Xiaomei's temper, but Yanxing is one of the few people. To put it bluntly, that is not called tolerance, but indulgence!

Secondly, he still felt bad about the kiss that night. He was conservative and old-fashioned. Even though he knew that they were saving people, he still felt uncomfortable. He also knew that there would be a lot of rumors in the village. If Xiaomei could be with Yanxing, it would undoubtedly be the best choice.

Thirdly, he knew how his family treated Yanxing. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were attentive. They would definitely not stop the two of them from being together. They could even be said to be in favor of it.

Liang Junqiang couldn't find a reason not to let them be together, so he turned a blind eye. He also knew that Yanxing must know this, so these geniuses did not hide his intentions for Xiaomei at all.

Liang Jun forced himself to lower his eyes, and when there was no movement, he pretended to be calm and went forward to help open the lid of the last lunch box. Suddenly, a strong fragrance spread in the room. The noodles cooked with pork fat and bone soup, accompanied by chopped green onions and green vegetables, looked delicious and tempting, making people swallow their saliva.

The most important thing was that there was a poached egg on the white noodles, and the round egg yolk was covered with soup and rolled back and forth twice as the lid was opened.

In addition to three bowls of noodles, there is also a bowl of golden chicken soup, which contains not only soup but also large chunks of chicken and a few floating red dates. The rich and fresh aroma mixed with the rising steam reaches the tip of your nose, making your mouth water. Just by looking at it, you can feel the gluttony at work.

Liang Junqiang's eyes widened. He licked his mouth with the tip of his tongue, swallowed his saliva, and asked subconsciously: "Where did you get the food coupons and meat coupons, little sister?"

"Fan Zhiqing gave them to me. He asked me to buy them, saying that they can replenish nutrition and help me get better faster." Liang Qingqing didn't even hesitate and directly pushed the blame on Fan Yanxing. The "pot-carrying man" glanced at her and nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Liang Junqiang suppressed all the words in his mind. It was not his place to interfere with what other people used their money to buy, but...

"Then why buy so many servings? I'm not sick, I can just eat casually. There's no need to eat so well and waste money."

Liang Qingqing pursed her lips at Liang Junqiang's "unpleasant" words. She didn't know how to respond and simply pretended not to hear it. Sure enough, the next second Fan Yanxing spoke unconsciously: "Brother Junqiang, you and Qingqing have taken care of me for so many days, I don't know how to thank you. This is just a meal, don't be polite to me."

"..."

Seeing that both of them didn't seem to care much, Liang Junqiang shut up silently.

He ate very quickly, and soon he finished a bowl of noodles. He smacked his lips twice, thinking that being rich was good, and he could eat white noodles and eggs. He would never have dared to think about it in the past, but during these days in the county, he not only ate these good things, but also ate meat, chewed peaches, and drank a bowl of malted milk...

Liang Junqiang knew who was responsible for all this. He glanced at the two people sitting not far away eating noodles together, and he felt that he was very redundant. Humph, it was as if someone didn't have a wife! It's just that they weren't there yet!

Thinking of Huang Shumin, Liang Junqiang missed her a lot and didn't want to stay here like a light bulb, so he stood up suddenly, put down his lunch box and said to them: "The weather is finally clear, I'll go out for a walk and digest my food. Leave the lunch box there, I'll come back to wash it later."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing looked up in surprise. There was still more than half of the noodles in her bowl, and even half an egg left. She didn't expect Liang Junqiang to finish eating so quickly, so she was stunned for a moment before nodding: "Go."

Soon, Liang Junqiang disappeared at the door.

Liang Qingqing continued to eat noodles with her head down, but the portion was too much. She couldn't finish it after a few more bites, so she put the lunch box on the table. Fan Yanxing had just finished eating at this time, and seeing this, he asked, "Are you full?"

"Full." Liang Qingqing nodded, and reminded her, "There's a bowl of chicken soup over there. Drink it while it's hot. It's good for your body."

Fan Yanxing picked up the bowl of chicken soup, scooped a spoonful of it very naturally, put it to his lips to cool it, and then handed it to her, only half a finger away from her pink lips. His voice was soft and clean, and it penetrated into her ears along with the sunlight shining in from the window, bringing an extremely seductive hook.

"Would you like to try it too?"

The two of them were originally close to each other, and he even deliberately stood up and moved half a hip's distance towards her. Suddenly, their shoulders were pressed against each other, and the thin fabric could not prevent the entanglement of body temperature at all. After a while, she felt that from her shoulders to her neck

, she began to heat up gradually, and was infected with his hotness. Liang Qingqing's long eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes unconsciously to look at him. Not surprisingly, she bumped into a pair of deep eyes that had been staring at her for a long time. There was a smile in them, like the ripples on the lake, which was very beautiful. She couldn't help but look at it twice more.

"Hurry up, my hands are sore." His voice came again, with a little casualness, sounding not serious, but particularly arousing.

Bah, she didn't believe it.

Liang Qingqing glared at him coquettishly, but still obediently opened her lips and sipped the chicken soup on the spoon. The temperature was just right, the taste was fresh and fragrant, and it also had a slight sweetness of red dates, which won her heart.

"Do you want more?" Fan Yanxing's eyes swept across her wet red lips inconspicuously, his voice suddenly became a little hoarse, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably.

Liang Qingqing didn't notice his abnormality. She was attracted by the delicious chicken soup. She bought it for Fan Yanxing, but she tasted it first. She seemed a little embarrassed. Two blushes appeared on her cheeks. After a long pause, she whispered, "Take another sip."

"Is it delicious?" Fan Yanxing asked casually while taking another spoonful.

Liang Qingqing nodded, "You'll know when you taste it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, his spoon touched her lips. The iron spoon left a mark on it, not deep or shallow, and it disappeared the moment she opened her mouth to hold the spoon. The tip of her tongue under her teeth rolled around on it, making a slight sound.

Fan Yanxing looked at the beautiful scene, rubbed the spoon handle with his fingertips twice, suppressing the darkness in his heart. No one knew how much he wanted to replace the spoon with something else at that moment, to personally experience the beauty between the lips and teeth.

But the instigator didn't know how much turmoil his unintentional action caused in the hearts of others. She smiled with curved eyebrows, pursed her lips in satisfaction, and smiled at him coquettishly: "I didn't expect the chef in the hospital cafeteria to have such good skills. Brother Yanxing, thanks to you, I can taste it..."

Before she could finish her words, Liang Qingqing screamed in surprise and subconsciously grabbed the front of his shirt. She fell on the bed, her head still fuzzy. The sound of the lunch box falling on the table woke her up. After seeing the scene clearly, her breathing quickened a bit.

A pair of big hands were stuffed into her soft hands without any explanation. The ten fingers were tightly clasped. It didn't hurt her, probably because the force was not strong, but she felt a sense of imprisonment that she couldn't get rid of. She tried to move, and sure enough, she couldn't even change the position of her hands.

The man leaned forward in front of her. He had long brow bones, a high nose bridge, and perfect bones without any flaws. His thick and straight eyelashes were slightly lowered, which made people look down on the emotions in his eyes. She could clearly see the strong presence of his Adam's apple on his slender neck when she turned her head.

I don't know if it was a little nervous, but at this time, that part was rolling up and down.

"Fan Yanxing, what are you doing?" Liang Qingqing didn't know why he suddenly "went wild" and pressed her on the bed when she was drinking soup. In the situation of being confused, she could only take the initiative and ask for a reason.

But her usually charming voice was shaking so much at this time that people could easily notice her unrest.

"Call me Brother Yanxing again?" His voice rose slightly at the end, with a lazy tone, and it lingered low, teasing people to the point of softening their bodies and not being able to use any strength.

After hearing this, Liang Qingqing finally reacted, her face flushed immediately, her mouth opened, and she couldn't say a word. Although she liked to tease Fan Yanxing from time to time, she was very stingy in some aspects on weekdays, such as calling him Brother Yanxing. In

the past few days, she only called him that once.

The reason why she called him that was because he "served" her to drink soup.

"Hmm?" He dragged out the last sound, as if urging her, and then rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips inadvertently, causing her to shrink her neck involuntarily. Her heartbeat also became faster and faster with this action, so fast that she felt that he must have heard it.

The blush on her face became more obvious, and her breathing became heavier. Her full chest was highlighted because of the posture of the two people, and it was rising and falling at this time. The dark color in Fan Yanxing's eyes became deeper.

"Let me go first, I feel uncomfortable like this."

Liang Qingqing was usually coquettish. If it were normal times, whether she was really uncomfortable or not, Fan Yanxing would definitely let her go according to her words, but at this time, looking at her beautiful eyes that kept rolling around, and she didn't look uncomfortable at all, he suddenly didn't want to let her go.

"If you scream first, I'll let you go."

Seeing that Fan Yanxing didn't give in, Liang Qingqing's eyes widened instantly, and her brows frowned in disbelief. This was completely different from what she had imagined. She panicked instantly, but she refused to bow her head first. She stiffened her neck and said, "If you let go first, I'll scream."

After saying this, Fan Yanxing first lightened the force of holding her hand, and before Liang Qingqing could breathe a sigh of relief, he tightened it twice. He took in her reaction and chuckled, "Qingqing, I won't be fooled again."

God knows how many times she has used this trick to deceive him these days.