[Chapter 3, Chapter 400: The comment says, "You love the heroine to death?" 7]
There is a supermarket near Wen Shinian’s community.
The people living nearby are all wealthy, so the supermarket is also aimed at high-spending groups.
Wen Shinian bought a portion of high-quality beef, some fruits and side dishes, spending a total of 888 yuan.
“Well, that’s a good number.”
Song Qi held the receipt, and Wen Shinian leaned over to take a look.
Wen Shinian is 1.7 meters tall, which is considered tall among girls, but she is thin. When standing in front of Song Qi, who is 1.88 meters tall, she looks a little petite.
"Do you like the number 8?"
Song Qi glanced at the furry head on his chest. For some reason, he thought Wen Shinian was very cute.
"It's okay, I don't particularly like it."
Wen Shinian wanted to share some of what Song Qi was holding, but just as she stretched out her hand, he dodged it.
"I'll just carry it."
After saying this, Song Qi naturally took her hand.
Wen Shinian looked at their clasped hands, then at Song Qi, who didn't dare look at her and blushed silently.
She said nothing, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she walked with a cheerful pace.
The two took the elevator directly from the basement, swiped their cards to open the door, and arrived at their doorstep.
Wen Shinian changed into slippers, took off his coat and put it on the sofa.
Song Qi followed her and carried all the things he had just bought to the kitchen.
"If you have something to deal with, go and take care of it first. I'll call you when I'm done."
Wen Shinian tied her hair up and walked into the kitchen with her head down.
Song Qi looked back and saw Wen Shinian with her hair tied up and a sparkling dress under the light.
My heart seemed to be hit hard, but then it calmed down strangely, and I couldn't look away for a while.
"I'm fine, let's do this together."
Song Qi did have to deal with a lot of things every day when he came back, but at this moment, he just wanted to be with Wen Shinian.
My sleep quality isn’t very good anyway, so the worst that can happen is I’ll just work overtime at night.
"Can you do it?"
Wen Shinian quickly fixed her hair in two or three strokes. When she heard Song Qi's suggestion, she looked at him with a smile.
Song Qi was silent for two seconds, then spoke carefully.
"Not yet, but I can help you." After saying that, he looked at Wen Shinian nervously and expectantly, "Can I?"
"Okay, then you can help me peel the potatoes first."
Wen Shinian opened the bag and handed two palm-sized potatoes to Song Qi.
Song Qi took it. His long knuckles were distinct and slender, just as beautiful as a jade bamboo.
The potato, which was just the right size when held by Wen Shinian, became much smaller in his hand.
Wen Shinian took a closer look and dug out the peeler.
"Be careful, don't hurt your hands."
It looks so good, if it gets injured... it would be especially exciting!
Wen Shinian's mind was empty as he found the beef and started to wash it.
For a moment, the only sounds in the kitchen were the running of water and the sound of peeling potatoes.
When Wen Shinian was cutting the beef, his eyes glanced at Song Qi who was holding the peeler and peeling the beef very seriously.
The young man lowered his eyebrows, and when the light shone from above, his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his lower eyelid.
His nose is very straight. If there was a little man on his face, he would be sliding down it.
Below the bridge of the nose, the light pink lips are neither thick nor thin, just the right size.
Kissing should be nice.
Wen Shinian narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help licking his lips.
His eyes turned and fell on Song Qi's sleeves, which were not rolled up.
Wen Shinian put down the knife, washed his hands with cleaning liquid, and walked over to Song Qi in two steps.
"Why don't you roll up your sleeves? If they get dirty, they won't be clean."
Reminded, Song Qi glanced at his sleeves.
He took a look at the dirt on his hands and was about to put down the potatoes to wash his hands when a pair of thin hands came up to him.
Because he had just washed his hands, the other person's fingertips were still cold, but the moment they accidentally touched his skin, a small flame burned in his heart, making him feel itchy.
"Right hand."
Song Qi leaned over and extended his right hand.
The peeler fell into the sink with a clang, and the sound it made was like the sound in Song Qi's heart.
Wen Shinian lowered his head and folded his sleeves up in circles.
Song Qishang unconsciously moved closer to her.
The distance between them kept getting closer, so close that he could completely smell the faint scent on her body.
This is completely different from the smell of cheap perfume. It is a very natural and elegant fragrance.
Song Qi's eyes flashed, and he obeyed his heart and slowly lowered his head.
"Okay, you..."
Wen Shinian raised his head at this time.
The height difference between the two was so great that a kiss landed on Wen Shinian's forehead so unexpectedly.
The air was quiet for a moment.
The potato fell to the ground with a bang. Song Qi widened his eyes in panic and stepped back repeatedly.
"Sorry, I'm not..."
Deep down, Song Qi really wanted to get close to Wen Shinian, but he only dared to think about it in his mind and did not dare to take any action.
But just now...
Song Qi's heart was beating fast, and he couldn't help but think of the explosive feeling just now.
He licked his lips unconsciously.
Wen Shinian touched his forehead and looked at the young man whose neck was red, feeling amused.
"It's okay, it was just a forehead kiss, not a mouth kiss."
"Kiss, kiss..."
Song Qi stared at Wen Shinian in a daze, his mind racing with uncontrollable fantasies.
He was thinking about kissing Wen Shinian...
"What are you daydreaming about?"
The illusion was broken, and Song Qi suddenly came back to his senses.
Meeting Wen Shinian's puzzled gaze, Song Qi felt ashamed and extremely lost.
What I just thought about, it would be great if it were true.
——
"How does it taste?"
Wen Shinian held his chin with both hands and looked at Song Qi with sparkling eyes.
Song Qi nodded approvingly, "It's delicious."
Wen Shinian laughed out loud, picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of beef into his bowl.
"I'm glad you support me, but could you please finish your food before you praise me, instead of just eating the rice?"
"...The rice you cooked is also delicious." Song Qi looked at the beef in the bowl and muttered to himself.
Wen Shinian couldn't help laughing, "Then, thank you?"
Song Qi raised his eyes and smiled with her, "You're welcome, it's what I should do."
The two smiled at each other, and for the first time, the empty house felt like life.
After dinner, Song Qi grabbed Wen Shinian's hand as she was about to pack up, and manually pushed her towards the room.
"Let me do it. You've worked hard today. Go take a shower and rest first."
Wen Shinian looked back and said, "Can you do that? If you're busy, I'll clean it up."
"No matter how busy you are, it won't hurt to take a little longer." Song Qi gently pushed her forward.
Wen Shinian took two steps forward and looked back at Song Qi.
"Then I'll go take a shower first. You wait for me in the living room. I'll reapply the medicine to your wound."
"Okay, I understand."
Song Qi stood there and watched Wen Shinian walk into the room.
Only after the door closed did he start clearing the table.
When Wen Shinian came out after washing her hair, Song Qi had already cleaned up the kitchen and was sitting on the sofa watching the computer.
The computer's medium-sized screen is filled with various small windows of files and data.
Wen Shinian knocked on the door. The noise caught Song Qi's attention, and then he stepped forward.
"Boss Song, I hope I didn't disturb you. How about we treat your wound first?"
Song Qi pushed the blue-light-blocking glasses on his face. When his white fingers touched the thin silver-rimmed glasses, the abstinence breath that came to his face made Wen Shinian feel a little moved.
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