Jealousy

"Back?" Liang Qingqing went to meet him, running to Liang Junqiang's side with light steps, but her bright black eyes were fixed on someone, rolling around, and I don't know what bad ideas she was thinking.

"Yes, I just came down from Taoshan Mountain." Liang Junqiang smiled, not noticing the unpleasantness between them. He looked around and saw no outsiders, so he lowered his voice and said, "I secretly picked a few peaches and will share them with everyone later."

Now everything is collective, Liang Junqiang's behavior can be big or small, but no one deliberately made trouble, so it was harmless. Who hasn't secretly picked peaches on the mountain to eat? It's just that everyone turned a blind eye.

"It's sour and astringent, I don't like it." Upon hearing this, Liang Qingqing wrinkled her nose, obviously disgusted.

Liang Junqiang knew that she couldn't eat sour things, so he smiled and said, "This is definitely not as good as the peaches that Brother Chuqi bought last time, but don't worry, little sister, Yanxing and I picked the red ones, and I just tasted one and it was quite sweet."

When Liang Qingqing heard the name Chuqi, she was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered who it was, but she didn't take it to heart. Her attention was attracted by Liang Junqiang's next words. She raised her eyebrows and curled her lips and tilted her head to look at Fan Yanxing, looking very happy, and said in a coquettish voice: "Did Fan Zhiqing pick some too?"

"That's right, he was thinking about your love of food, so..." Liang Junqiang was very careless with his mouth, opening and closing it like a machine gun and blurting out everything, but before he could finish, he was glared at by Fan Yanxing, and the aftershocks of his words were swallowed into his stomach.

Fan Yanxing pursed his lips, showing no special emotions on his face, but his eyes deepened a little.

Chu Qi? I guess the transfer order will come down soon, right?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Liang Qingqing, her eyes were sparkling, she looked at him with joy, the pride between her eyebrows was almost flying to the sky, her facial features were beautiful and lively, she was always attracting people, there was never any peace around her!

Su Jinchuan, Chu Qi, and a bunch of people whose names he didn't know who had pursued her...

Just thinking about it, he felt like he was going crazy, but at the same time he knew that he couldn't blame her for this. What's wrong with being beautiful? It's just that he felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he had no interest in anything and didn't want to talk.

This girl is also sensitive. Maybe she noticed something, so she came to coax others.

Fan Yanxing curled the corners of his lips and rubbed his fingertips hanging on the side of his legs twice. He felt a little proud in his heart. After all, Qingqing's target is him now, why should he bother with some people who have no status? It's just a loss of face.

"Who said it can't compare? I think this peach is definitely sweeter than the one Chu Qi bought." Liang Qingqing's eyebrows curved into a crescent shape.

Hearing this, Liang Junqiang's mouth twitched. His little sister's ability to lie with her eyes open was getting better and better. Those peaches were clearly still in his pocket and she had never taken them out. She hadn't even glanced at them. How could she know whether the peaches were sweet or not?

He glanced at Fan Yanxing with his peripheral vision, and after seeing the upturned arc on the other's mouth, his mouth twitched even more.

Well, well, it turned out that he squeezed in the middle just to act as a raft for passing messages.

After glaring at the two of them fiercely, Liang Junqiang strode into the kitchen, raising his voice as if he was afraid that others could not hear him: "Wife, look what I brought back for you?"

Humph, it's not like he doesn't have a wife!

Before she could finish feeling proud, she heard Ma Xiuzhi's scolding: "What are you making such a fuss about? You are an adult, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"That's what mom said, hehe." She lowered her voice obediently.

Liang Qingqing heard it and covered her lips to laugh secretly. Before she could react, a big hand appeared in front of her, holding two peaches in its palm. They were small in size, but bright red, without any worm eyes or bumps, and looked juicy. It was obvious that they were carefully picked and brought back to her.

She raised her head and looked at the owner of the hand. He looked a little uncomfortable, but his eyes were very gentle. "For you."

Liang Qingqing stretched out her hand to take it. Her fingertips deliberately used the movement to gently rub his palm. His hand did not move, but his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes stared at her without blinking, as if asking: "Where did you get the courage? This is in the yard."

You know, in front of people, she would not have time to avoid suspicion, so how could she take the initiative to do such a bold move with him.

Liang Qingqing soon gave him the answer.

"Hmph, I thought you were sulking with me and would ignore me from now on, but it seems you still miss me." She was so soft and lovely when she spoke, humming softly at the end as if she was acting coquettishly. Although her words were not very pleasant to the ear, they still made people's hearts numb.

Hearing this, Fan Yanxing's heart skipped a beat, and he knew that she must have noticed it.

"I'm not sulking with you." How dare he?

"You still say no, you didn't say a word to me this afternoon, liar." Liang Qingqing's mouth curled up, almost enough to hang a soy sauce bottle, and her voice was deliberately lowered, with a hint of lazy charm, but most of it was the grievance that could not be concealed.

Fan Yanxing suddenly fell silent, with an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart. Although he was not angry at her, he was more or less angry. He opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start. He just felt a headache.

"Qingqing..."

Seeing Fan Yanxing like this, Liang Qingqing's original intention of acting coquettishly to get away with this matter changed. Several thoughts turned in her mind, and suddenly she stomped her feet and snorted, "Don't call me."

"Don't talk to me this afternoon, and don't talk to me now." She pinched two peaches, and before leaving, she didn't forget to glare at him, but her eyes were clearly a little red, as if she was shining with water.

"Others may not know who I like, but don't you know?"

The whispered words after turning around reached his ears word for word, and his breathing slowed down by two beats.

"Qingqing!" Fan Yanxing took two steps forward subconsciously. He wanted to catch up with her, but Liang Qingqing had already run into the kitchen, where her family was. Now was not a good time to confess, so he naturally couldn't follow in to explain.

Fan Yanxing held his forehead, and regret instantly filled his chest. Obviously, the relationship between the two of them had taken a step forward today, and they were close and intimate. They should have had a sweet and good life, but all of this was ruined by his own hands.

Qingqing must hate him to death now.

Why did he lose his temper in front of her for an insignificant Su Jinchuan?

Knowing that she was the smartest and the one who held a grudge, she must be feeling very upset now that she guessed that he was angry with her because of others.

Didn't she just look at Su Jinchuan a few more times? What's the big deal, it's just a few glances.

He clenched his fists. He didn't want to admit that he was jealous of Su Jinchuan, but as long as he thought of Qingqing following him and calling him "Su Zhiqing" affectionately not long ago, he felt so choked up that he was about to go crazy.

Fan Yanxing took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions that were about to get out of control.

Fortunately, she accepted the peaches, which meant that she was not angry enough to break up with him, but she was afraid that if he didn't work hard, people would not forgive him.

But at the same time, because of her words, he felt an inexplicable joy in his heart.

She liked... naturally him.

Fan Yanxing glanced at the kitchen door, stayed there for a while, and then walked in. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the boy from the Liang family clinging to Liang Qingqing. He didn't know what he said to make her laugh. Her eyebrows were raised, and her laughter was like a delicate thread, wrapping his heart tightly.

When he got closer, he knew what they were talking about.

"Aunt, keep this little bird." Songzi opened his palm and saw a little bird with not even grown full hair lying in the chubby hand. It looked a little cute.

After that, the little mouth did not stop, and continued: "I picked some more wild fruits that my little aunt said she liked last time. Mom is washing them for me, and you can eat them later. I will pick more for you tomorrow."

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing took the bird handed to him by Songzi, feeling a little amused. This clever little boy actually dared to ask his mother to wash fruits for his little aunt.

He wanted to teach him a lesson, but when he caught a glimpse of someone entering the room, he changed his mind and smiled even more: "Songzi is good to my little aunt. He is considerate and can coax people. Unlike other children, he can only make people angry!"

These indirect words pierced Fan Yanxing's ears, and his heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaomei came in with the wild fruit in Songzi's mouth. This boy still had a conscience. He sweetly offered to feed Wang Xiaomei one first. His behavior was exactly the same as Liang Qingqing. As expected, people get swayed by the company of others.

"Okay, okay, mom won't eat anymore. You and your aunt can eat." Wang Xiaomei smiled and ate one. Seeing Fan Yanxing standing aside, she quickly asked him to sit down. "Our father hasn't come back yet. It's estimated that he will be here soon. We'll have dinner then. Fan Zhiqing, please sit down for a while."

"Okay." Fan Yanxing didn't refuse. He nodded politely and sat on a nearby chair. However, that position happened to be next to Liang Qingqing, and the distance between them suddenly shortened.

Liang Qingqing was just about to pretend to move to the side when she felt someone grabbing the corner of her clothes under the table and pulling it down very lightly. She knew who it was without turning around. Who else could it be but him?

She was stunned for two seconds, but finally did not move.

Seeing this, Fan Yanxing breathed a sigh of relief, and then tentatively held her hand on her knees. The hand was soft and small, and he couldn't get rid of it with a little force. She seemed to be annoyed and pinched his palm with her nails.

Although it was stinging, he did not loosen the grip at all. Instead, he went a step further and clasped his hands together.

In a direction that Fan Yanxing could not see, the corners of Liang Qingqing's mouth curled up.

No one noticed the little movements of the two under the table. It was not