Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 67
Yan Xiqian patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "You can deliver the dishes later, and let Yingshuang and Ranxing taste your cooking, how about it?"

Qing Yanci replied almost instinctively: "I don't want it!"

Yan Xiqian was a little surprised at such a quick refusal.

The man realized what he said, his expression was a little subtle, and he explained: "I mean, I... I want you to try it first, if you like it, I can make it for them next time." .”

Yan Xiqian hesitated, not because of the spicy fish head, but...he looked so pitiful.

Qing Yanci whispered in her ear, "I haven't seen you all day, Ah Qian, please."

When he said this, he probably mustered up his courage, but he still couldn't hide his trembling tone.

Just when Yan Xiqian was hesitating, the young man pursed his lower lip, and could only take out his last trump card. With a flushed face, he said, "Let's have a meal and study the book you gave me, shall we?"

How could Yan Xiqian have the guts to say no to such pitiful words?
She sighed, turned around and shouted at Xiao Ranxing and Hua Yingshuang: "Yingshuang, Ranxing, I'm leaving first!"

The two looked over and nodded.

Yan Xiqian and Qing Yanci walked under the moonlight, she shook his arm and said with a smile: "So clingy, Yan Ci is a god!"

Qing Yanci was a little guilty, but he held her hand tightly as if he was afraid that she would regret it.

"pain!"

Yan Xiqian exclaimed, and the boy immediately relaxed a little, but he didn't let go of her hand, he apologized softly.

She waved her hand to create an exquisite jade mirror, took a picture of Qing Yanci's face, and asked, "Did you see it?"

Qing Yanci only saw herself in astonishment in the mirror, and didn't know what she wanted him to see.

Yan Xi clicked his tongue shallowly, and said, "Can't you see this? There is such a poor little grieving woman inside."

The boy was teased for a while, and he was a little bored.

"Angry?" Yan Xiqian put away the jade mirror and looked back at him.

The two moved in unison, and Yan Xi teased him with a light smile, "The little grieving woman is angry, what should I do? I can't coax you."

"I'm not!" the man said half sullenly, half coquettishly.

Yan Xi smiled even more intensely, poked his swollen cheeks, and said, "Don't be angry."

He doesn't speak.

Yan Xiqian said again: "I saw that you were able to escape so easily in your obsessive dream before, and I thought you were indifferent, but now that I look at it again, I don't think it's true."

She bumped the young man's arm and said, "Shangshen Yanci is very merciful, tell me, is it me you saw in the dream?"

Qing Yan said awkwardly, "Of course."

"Then, what is our obsession with Yanci Shangshen?"

Qing Yanci looked away, neither looking at her nor answering.

Yan Xiqian didn't panic, she bent her legs and fell to the ground.

She rubbed her ankle very artificially, "It hurts!"

This cry of pain caused the aloof young man to immediately take off his disguise, and anxiously rubbed her ankle with his spiritual power.

But Yan Xiqian took the opportunity to wrap his arms around his neck, said with a smirk, "Shangshen, spiritual power can't cure it, it hurts in my heart, Shangshen hug me!"

She shouted one after another, but her eyes were full of teasing and teasing.

So naughty, but it makes people reluctant to get angry.

Qing Yanci complained, "Ah Qian bullied me."

But the man was not afraid, he raised his head, exposed his slender neck, and said: "If that's the case, God will take revenge."

The boy came up and took a bite.

Yan Xiqian was taken aback, and reacted greatly. She covered her neck with one hand and said, "Are you really biting?"

Qing Yan resigned confidently, "Ah Qian asked me to take revenge."

Yan Xi squinted her eyes slightly angrily, and said, "You're so bad, I've always been vengeful, and my neck is exposed, so I want to bite it back."

The young man refused to be obedient, so he picked up Yan Xiqian's knees with his arms, and hugged him horizontally.

Yan Xiqian tightened her arms around his neck, raised her head and wanted to bite him.

Qing Yanci turned upside down unhurriedly, and the person who had planned just now stuck to his heart, and he didn't dare to move.

But Yan Xiqian persevered, trying to bite again and again, Qing Yanci did the same, and it always worked.

If it were someone else, Yan Xiqian would have already been furious.

It was only because this person was Qing Yanci that Yan Xiqian felt that these boring fights were... quite interesting.

Sitting at the dining table, Qing Yanci nervously put the spicy fish head on the table.

He sat beside Yan Xiqian, staring at the chopsticks in Yan Xiqian's hand without blinking.

Yan Xiqian couldn't help laughing at him, "What? You haven't tasted it? Why are you so nervous?"

After being told by her, the boy immediately looked away, and murmured in a low voice: "Of course I have tasted it, it's just..." I'm afraid your mouth will be picky.

For the 19-year-old Qing Yanci, all of Yan Xiqian's habits are unfamiliar. Although he is willing to spend more time to understand and learn, he still hopes to do things well from the beginning.

He didn't want to see Yan Xiqian disappointed, even a little bit.

Yan Xiqian didn't say any more, and took a sip.

The taste is not much different from the ones made before. Although it is not as skillful as before, it is still satisfactory.

But when she raised her eyes, she saw the young man's slick phoenix eyes, looking at her expectantly.

This made Yan Xiqian couldn't help but have some teasing thoughts.

She sighed pretending to be disappointed, and sure enough, seeing the boy's eyes suddenly lost.

Yan Xiqian smiled like a little fox in her heart, her eyes were curved, and she said, "Your cooking skills are incomparable to ordinary people. Anyway, you are now young, so why don't you go to war in the future? Don’t disappoint your talent at home.”

Qing Yanci raised her eyes in a daze, as if she had stopped turning her head because of the loss just now.

It took a long time now to realize the meaning of her words.

The boy immediately understood that she was sighing on purpose.

He clasped his hands in dissatisfaction, turned his back, and said, "I don't want it, I won't do it in the future."

Seeing that someone was angry, Yan Xiqian hurriedly put down her chopsticks and hugged her from behind, "Are you angry?"

The boy didn't speak, just hummed softly.

Inexplicably, Yan Xiqian thought he was so cute when he was angry.

Qing Yanci had never been angry before, and always had a dignified and self-restraining demeanor, which made people feel superior, mature and stable.

Unexpectedly, he had such a temper when he was young.

Yan Xiqian hugged his waist tightly, "Don't be angry, huh?"

The boy's pupils trembled slightly, and the deep pupils couldn't help but glance back. There was no trace of anger, but he was obviously very happy.

He deliberately didn't forgive her, and wanted her to coax her more.

(End of this chapter)