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Chapter 119 Don't (Qin) want (direct) face

Ye Xi was so nervous that he didn't dare to close his eyes. He looked around from the corner of his eye, afraid that the passing staff would see him.

His breath was hot, and he moved gently on her lips, pecking her lips little by little, as if tasting delicious food.

She was so teased by the man that she blushed and her heart beat, but the location was wrong, and she couldn't let him continue.

Ye Xi squeezed his ears with his hands, and muttered angrily: "Don't push yourself too hard, Director Qin."

Stinky... Director Qin?
A low laugh escaped the man's lips.

Bastard, dogs and men have called it before, and now there is a new term.

Qin Chen looked down at him, with satisfaction after the kiss, and asked hoarsely, "What did you call me just now?"

Humph.

Ye Xi turned his face away: "You can't leave your cigarette all day long, and it will be a matter of time before you become a stinky Director Qin."

"..."

He didn't smoke much before, and his addiction to smoking only started in the past two years.

The time is still short, and now Qin can still maintain his original taste, but if he smokes for another five or ten years, it is really uncertain.

In the quiet corridor, looking at her serious little face, Qin Chen felt mixed emotions in his heart.

There is no way to control the addiction when it comes up, but if it affects the emotional harmony between the two, it will not be worth the loss.

He raised his head and remained silent for a moment: "It's up to you."

? ?
"Starting today, I will try to quit smoking."

Ye Xi's eyes paused, and his face slowly turned back: "Really?"

The man nodded and sighed softly: "I take good care of my body and grow old with you."

Oh.

Director Qin has great ambitions.

It's not bad for a man to have such awareness, Ye Xi fainted a little bit of starlight, thinking of his sentence just now that he would grow old together, he smiled slightly.

I knew this method was easy to use, and I used it before.

In the final analysis, Director Qin, who is not afraid of anything, is still afraid that she will dislike him.

Successfully arousing the determination of the man to quit smoking, Ye Xi's mood is not too good.

After resting for about ten minutes, I received a notice from the program group that there will be a tutor sitting around the stove for a hot pot party in the evening.

Hot pot party?
Jin Xiwei asked: "Is it the mentor exchange meeting in the program list?"

Liang Yin nodded: "Yes, we will adjust the presentation form of communication every issue. The content of this issue is to eat hot pot."

The hot pot was arranged in another relatively spacious room. When he opened the door and entered, Ye Xi was dazzled by the rich dishes on the big round table in the middle.

The room was filled with a strong smell of hot pot. Four instructors plus two directors of the program group made a total of six people. It was a waste to eat so much.

Fortunately, Ye Xi has a good appetite today. The photographer hasn't been in place yet, so he is more casual for the time being. While getting the seasoning in the self-serve area, someone from Qin came to her side and reached out to take her plate.

Ye Xi looked at him and asked, what are you doing?
The man adds condiments to her plate, shallots, ginger, cilantro, tahini...

Ye Xi was a little relieved that the photographer wasn't here, so he let him go.

She watched the whole process without blinking, and found that he bypassed a lot of her favorite condiments: "Give me some chili powder."

"You have a bad stomach recently, so you can't eat spicy food."

"But the hot pot itself will be spicy later."

"The bottom of the pot has a white taste."

Oh, eating a hot pot together is no different from boiled vegetables.

Ye Xi frowned, his face full of displeasure.

After a while, she whispered again: "No minced garlic, you can put more vinegar."

"A little more vinegar."

Qin Chen raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of acid?"

"I've always liked this smell, and it's not like you don't know it."

As soon as the words fell, a voice suddenly appeared from behind: "Ye Xi likes to be jealous?"

She was startled, turned around, and met Liang Yin with a rotten smiling face.

When did this person stand behind?

The point is, the photographer is there too! !

Ye Xi wanted to hit someone, he walked quietly, and actually launched a surprise attack.

Feeling agitated, I glanced at the seasoning dish in someone's hand, thinking of some reason to cover it up.

In a daze, the director said leisurely: "Vinegar is a good thing, I like it more than her."

Ye Xi: "..."

Liang Yin's inner OS: I didn't expect Director Qin to be ashamed, even he would be willing to bow down.

With a clear cough, Liang Yin hurriedly greeted his assistant: "Go to the back kitchen to see, and bring some more vinegar." After speaking, he asked casually: "What else does the goddess like to eat?"

Qin Chen: "Coriander."

Ye Xi:  …

Liang Yin nodded, then turned to ask his assistant to write it down.

"Any more?"

Qin Chen: "Kelp buds."

Ye Xi:  …

"Does Director Qin want to add something extra?"

"No, I will eat whatever she eats."

Ye Xi:  …

The two directors came and went, and Ye Xi stood beside him, looking like an outsider.

Her eyes froze, wondering if the man was having a convulsion.

Didn't he see a camera next to him? !
Or did he really not treat Liang Yin as an outsider? !
Ye Xi felt dizzy all over, so he just wanted to fall over like this and pretend to be dead.

However, what surprised her the most was Liang Yin's calmness, as if everything was in his expectation, more like... a long-planned wait-and-see.

After the person left, the photographer also left.

Ye Xi took a deep breath, turned her head and stared at him fiercely.

The man pulled his lower lip lightly, calmly comforting her: "Don't worry, it won't be broadcast."

"Can you guarantee it?"

"I promise."

Ye Xi narrowed his eyes: "If you lie to people, you are a dog."

Dogs have become a species a lot, and they get used to it.

Qin Chen smiled noncommittally, patted her on the head calmly, and motioned for her to go to eat.

As soon as he sat down, two other instructors opened the door and came in.

Seeing the two people who had prepared the seasoning at the table, Chen Chuhe raised his eyebrows: "You two are fast enough."

Jin Xiwei, who was walking behind, had a slight glint in his eyes, and glanced over the dining table, intentionally or unintentionally, he came to the seat next to Qin Chen, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Ye Xi put the coriander into the soup pot in front of him, looked up at Chen Chuhe, and asked casually, "Why are you so late?"

"Isn't there a 5-minute interview before dinner? You don't?"

what interview.

Ye Xi paused, subconsciously looking at the man beside him.

The great director looked calm, expressing his ignorance.

Looking at each other, Liang Yin said at the right time: "Not every tutor has one, this is a random one."

Jin Xiwei took the opportunity to ask: "Does the mentor who is selected for interview have any privileges?"

Chen Chuhe also looked over.

Since it is random, there must be privileges.

Liang Yin pretended to think for a while: "Sorry, no."

Two people: ...

In order to be worthy of Director Qin's 5000 million yuan, he must do some immoral things against his conscience.

I'm sorry, both of you.

Feeling guilty, Liang Yin hurriedly asked Jin Xiwei and Chen Chuhe what they would like to eat extra, and he asked the kitchen to prepare it.

Jin Xiwei glanced around the dining table, his eyes fell on a certain place, and he frowned and asked, "Why put so many coriander?"

"Oh, that's—"

In the middle of Liang Yin's conversation, Qin Chen interrupted him softly: "I'll eat."

Ye Xi stopped holding the chopsticks and turned to look at him.

The room fell silent.

Jin Xiwei came back to his senses in a daze, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and smiled: "What a coincidence, I like it too."

(End of this chapter)