Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

However, even though she had already told Qin Shiting, she always felt that something was wrong. Her parents were really not used to being with her when she came back, but it was also very rare, and she had nothing to refuse. Normally, parents would not work in front of her like other parents in a pile of things or not, which basically would not affect her normal life.

But it affects her relationship.

After reading the song for a while, while Mom and Dad were calling Grandpa, he said to go out and buy something and ran off like oil on the soles of his feet.

She went directly to the opposite side, the code of the gate outside the Qin Shiting family villa she had, went directly into the door, and only rang the doorbell downstairs of the villa.

The door was opened by him inside, and the singing stood there still.

Qin Shiting also saw her suddenly come over, Qingjun's eyebrows slightly moved: “Why...”

When he was not finished, he suddenly took two steps in front of him to read the song. Then he continued to take another two steps forward. Until the whole person put it on his chest, he raised his head, his upper body leaned over and kissed him on the chin.

The teenage girl's soft lips fell on his chin, but it was just a moment before the person hurried back away.

The singer laughed and didn't even have a door. He turned around and ran away again. Before he ran out of the door, he waved back at him. Then he went back to the direction of her house opposite him, followed the code into the door, and then went back to the villa over there.

Qin Shiting watched her run out and watched her enter the door opposite, slowly ticking the corner of her mouth.

When she started singing this song, she came back, and it was still empty. Her mother, Ms. Yang Zhenzhen, looked at her and walked in: "Didn't you tell her to go shopping? What 'd you get? ”

“Ah, I wanted to go out and buy some snacks, but when I thought you and Dad were here, I would definitely say," I don't want to buy again. "” When you find a reason to read a song, you mix it up.

“It is true that you should eat less snacks, and when you are 19 years old and you are still growing up, what snacks should you eat?” Ms. Yang Zhenzhen glanced at her with a white eye: “Quickly go change your clothes, I brought so many fruits that you didn't eat, and you still want to go out and buy snacks. ”

When the song is answered, go upstairs and change.

She was staring at Qin Shiting every day. She borrowed snacks for a long time. She used to eat too much, but then she hung out with Qi Bao. If Qi Bao liked to eat those things, she ate them with her. But now she basically doesn't touch those things much. Don't say that her parents won't let her, just one Qin Shiting stared at her normally. How dare she eat them?

At dinner time, Ms. Yang Zhenzhen was usually too busy to cook, and there were usually servants at home, rarely showing her hand.

When I saw the song, the amount of meal now seems a little more than before. Although I am still thin, I can clearly see that my appetite is much better than before. Ms. Yang Zhenzhen held the dish for her while she asked: “I remember you ate before, less than a bowl of rice was full, and now you can eat it more than before. What has been eating lately that helps my appetite? Or are you old enough to grow up? ”

When my father stood aside, he said, "I'm 19 years old. I'm already half a grown man. What body can I grow? ”

“That's not necessarily true. You see, we used to read it as if our appetite wasn't as good as it is now. ”

When I read the song, I swallowed the shrimp that had just been peeled, and I picked up the glass next to me and drank the saliva and said, “I'm eating it every day on time, and it's good, every meal is very appetizing, so I'm eating a little bit more gradually, maybe the amount of meal is a little higher now, Mom, do you think I'm fat? ”

“Not fat, not fat at all, how much better now, much better looking than before.” Ms. Yang Zhenzhen asked curiously: “Is it your aunt who comes here often to cook for you? ”

“No." he said, carefully peeling shrimp as he sang. "In the villa opposite me, I lived in a neighborhood where the cooking was particularly good, and I occasionally went to take a dip. ”

Ms. Yang Zhenzhen was surprised: “Is cooking particularly good? Is there a nice aunt in the villa across the street? Don't take anything and rub it every day. Since it's the neighbors who always get along well, give them something if they're okay. Otherwise, what's wrong with you? ”

Auntie?

The song was meant to be read a little bit, meaning to let Mom know that she was actually in love, but apparently Ms. Yang Zhenzhen's brain circuit was unusual, and she actually imagined Qin Shiting as a particularly delicious aunt for cooking.

How is she going to continue this conversation?

I was thinking about calling Qin Shiting directly to meet her parents, but I also felt that although her mother could accept it, her father's personality was actually as old as her grandfather's, and because of the busy business affairs in recent years, she was a daughter, she rarely chatted. All she knew was that Dad had a strong desire to control everything. If she suddenly called Qin Shiting over, it would be bad for her father not to give him face or anything.

Even if Qin Shiting had handled it properly, she would not want Qin Shiting to suffer from her father's cold eyes for no reason.

When she saw the song, she stopped talking. Ms. Yang Zhenzhen laughed at her: “Why didn't the little girl talk? Let me guess, what neighbor? I don't see any neighbors to let you go anytime, anywhere. Are you ordering takeout? Don't let Aunt Xiang come over and order takeout here all day? How many times has Mom told you that the take-out, especially the hamburger chicken wings, is bad for your health, you just don't listen. ”

When the song is silent, silently continue to peel shrimp, and then place the peeled shrimp in the bowls of Mom and Dad, respectively.

“Don't think you can just peel us shrimp and get over it. I'll have to look for the menu cards for take-out and throw them all away. Don't eat take-out again. ”

After eating, Ms. Yang Zhenzhen put down the bowl and started a full map search of the entire villa, looking for all kinds of takeaway phone business cards and other marks.

After half a day of searching, I only found a promotional menu for a nearby restaurant placed on the shoe rack. At the time, it seemed to be stuffed outside her door. I saw the song outside. I took it in and threw it there. I had never seen any dishes.

Then Ms. Yang Zhenzhen took the menu and shook her head to convince her that she would definitely eat takeout often, not only throwing the menu away, but also strictly forbidding her to eat those things later.

I read the song before the menu was thrown away to find out what kind of restaurant it was.

Turns out it's a river dish, all kinds of special spicy dishes, no wonder Mom just said something that hurt her body and stomach.

She thinks she can't really eat spicy fish, but she can still eat a lot of water boiled fish made by Qin Shiting... well, Qin Shiting is her all-purpose appetizer.