It was rare for Jiang Yanqing to see Sister Hua showing a playful expression, which showed that gossip was really a woman's nature.
"Then who does Sister Hua think he could be if not my cousin?"
Ah Hua drank the ginger soup in her hand in one gulp and said calmly, "Someone's relative is coming. Even my cousin knows, right?"
Jiang Yanqing cleared her throat awkwardly, "Ahem... Sister Hua, you see through it but don't say it out loud. I'm still young!"
Sister Hua was very observant. She even noticed that brown sugar was added to the ginger soup, and her period had just ended.
Ah Hua nodded. "That's right. You're all studying now, so there's no need to rush for other things. It won't be too late to talk about it after you get into university."
Someone was quietly listening to the conversation between the two people at the door, his hands moving non-stop. When he saw that the topic had turned to something else, he stood up and threw the wet outer packaging bag at the door.
As soon as he walked into the door, "Fang Mingxiao, is there anything to eat at home? My sister Ahua and I haven't had dinner yet!" Jiang Yanqing asked loudly.
Fang Mingxiao paused and replied, "There are still eggs in the kitchen. I'll make you some noodles!"
As she walked towards the kitchen, Ah Hua felt a little embarrassed and stood up, "Xiao Fang, I'll go downstairs. You go do your thing."
Fang Mingxiao walked quickly and reached the kitchen door in just two or three steps. He turned around and said politely, "No need. Sister Hua, just sit down and chat with Qingqing for a while. We'll be eating soon."
As she walked into the kitchen, Sister Hua blinked, nudged Jiang Yanqing with her elbow, and asked softly, "At your age, were you engaged since childhood?"
"No, we are from the same village, and we are both orphans. We got closer and gradually got together."
Ah Hua's eyes revealed a trace of heartache, and she patted Jiang Yanqing's hand, "As the saying goes, young couples are companions in old age. This is good, you two will have a companion."
It’s hard to say anything else. Jiang Yanqing clearly doesn’t seem sad, and comforting her might backfire.
The two waited for seven or eight minutes, and Fang Mingxiao came out with two bowls of noodles. On top of the bowls were a fried egg and some vegetables.
When it was brought closer, Jiang Yanqing could still smell the aroma of sesame oil, which made her index finger move slightly. She couldn't help but pick up the bowl and drink a mouthful of soup. She smacked her lips and gave Fang Mingxiao a thumbs up.
Ah Hua was more reserved. After taking a bite of noodles, she praised, "Xiao Fang, your cooking skills are really good. Xiao Jiang will enjoy the happiness of following you."
Jiang Yanqing: ...We agreed not to mention it?
Well, now that the words have been spoken, there is nothing to hide. Jiang Yanqing looked at Fang Mingxiao with a smile, swallowed a mouthful of chewed noodles, and said, "Yes, I am enjoying myself."
It was like swallowing your saliva while looking at Fang Mingxiao's handsome face, with an indescribable ambiguity.
Fang Mingxiao's throat moved slightly and he pinched his fingers. "You little bitch, you're making trouble again."
Fortunately, Jiang Yao Yan Ge Zi Qing was well behaved until bedtime and did not order Fang Mingxiao around. At night, Sister Ahua slept in another guest room on the first floor.
After making up her mind, Jiang Yanqing added a new bed to another guest room, and left Fang Mingxiao's room for him to live in permanently.
It was late at night and Jiang Yanqing had finished reading a novel she had been following recently. She was lying on the bed, almost falling asleep, when she heard a gentle knock on the door.
At first, Jiang Yanqing thought she had misheard because she was in a trance from staying up late. When the knocking sound continued, she realized that someone was really knocking on her door.
Jiang Yanqing looked at the time. It was almost one in the morning. She yawned, got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and suddenly, her vision went dark and she was embraced by a familiar embrace.
Jiang Yanqing was stunned for a moment, then hugged the person with his backhand, took a few steps back, and brought the person in.
"Qingqing, I miss you." A deep and mellow voice sounded above her head, and the arms hugging her tightened slightly.
Jiang Yanqing broke free from Fang Mingxiao's embrace, raised her hands to hold Fang Mingxiao's face, and looked at him seriously for a few seconds.
Boji... He kissed the thin lips without any warning.
Fang Mingxiao:......
He stood there in a daze for several seconds before he reacted. He put his hand on the back of Jiang Yanqing's head, gently lifted her head, lowered his head and kissed her tempting red lips fiercely.
The random kiss and the sound of lips and tongues entwining, in the dead of night with a light rain, are particularly exciting.
After kissing for several minutes, Jiang Yanqing almost couldn't breathe. Fang Mingxiao finally released the hands that were restraining Jiang Yanqing. The two of them put their foreheads against each other, breathing heavily.
Jiang Yanqing curled her tongue and licked the painful root of her tongue, complaining in her heart that she usually looked cold and aloof, but she was so fierce and aggressive when kissing.
With the soul of an adult woman living inside, Jiang Yanqing's thoughts inevitably went astray. When Fang Mingxiao gets older and they get married, will he be like this in bed too?
"What are you thinking about?" A low and magnetic voice suddenly brought Jiang Yanqing back to reality.
Jiang Yanqing blushed and shook her head, "I'm not thinking about anything. Why are you still awake so late?"
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