After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Chapter 314
Seeing that he only frowned slightly at first, then he relaxed completely, and continued to chew and eat the piece of braised pork. His expression was exactly the same as that in Ning Xiang's impression, when Mo Yinxing ate the dish she made for the first time, Ning Xiang's eyes were slightly red, and her breathing was trembling.

Biansheng Jiang Qingzhou didn't notice her abnormality. After picking up another chopstick, he asked her, who did you learn the skill of this dish from?

When Gu Ying and the others saw Jiang Qingzhou eating the black stone without changing his face, they all looked at him with a little difficulty.

However, only Pei Zhuo'an knows what Jiang Qingzhou's reaction means.

He once heard Ning Xiang say that Mo Yinxing was very appreciative of her dishes, no matter how they were made, he would eat them without changing his face, and at the end, he would praise her cooking skills.

Now, Jiang Qingzhou's reaction almost overlaps with Mo Yinxing's!
Ning Xiang suppressed the excitement in her heart and expressed her thoughts on how to make this dish.

Then he suggested to Jiang Qingzhou one by one to try the other dishes that were not so good.

After trying those few dishes, his reaction was exactly the same as when he ate the braised pork at the beginning. He frowned at the beginning, and finally stretched his brows and ate it completely.

Seeing that Ning Xiang's hand holding the chopsticks was getting tighter and tighter, even her throat was a little dry.

But if that's all, she still can't be completely sure.

It wasn't until she finished her lunch that she mustered up the courage to speak out, "Mr. Jiang"

"Miss Ning"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she made a sound, Jiang Qingzhou made a sound together, as if she had something to say to her.

So the two of them spoke together tacitly: "You speak first."

When the voice fell, Jiang Qingzhou was a little embarrassed. He was sure that Ning Xiang would not speak, so he told her that he wanted to ask her something alone, and it would be inconvenient if he didn't know her.

Ning Xiang also wanted to ask him something, and when she heard the words, she answered directly and took him to the house where she lived.

Although she unilaterally chose this mansion and bought it with Mo Yinxing's money, Mo Yinxing also participated in the interior layout.

Ning Xiang has been paying close attention to the expression on his face, and asked him, what do you think of the layout of her house?

After Jiang Qingzhou officially stepped into Ning Xiang's mansion, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

When you see some buildings and placed objects, you can even guess what will be behind.

Hearing this, he didn't lie, but replied with a confused look: "The layout is very good, but for some reason, when I look at it, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Maybe I have seen a similar layout before I lost my memory?"

"Amnesia?" Ning Xiang stopped, her hands were already stretched out, and the pink paper umbrella used to cover Xiaoxue followed suit in a circle.

She looked at him in surprise and asked repeatedly: "You said you lost your memory? When did it happen?"

It was windy and snowy outside, and Jiang Qingzhou saw that Ning Xiang's nose and umbrella hand were frozen red, and suggested: "Let's go inside first, it's too cold here, Jiang is afraid that Miss Ning will catch the cold."

Ning Xiang is a cultivator, and her physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, but this level of wind and snow is not exaggerated to the point that Jiang Qingzhou said.

But she won't, it doesn't mean Jiang Qingzhou won't either.

He just nodded in response, but habitually let him walk in front.

In this way, she can greedily look at his back from behind.

Jiang Qingzhou didn't have eyes behind him, but he could still feel a burning gaze, which made him feel unnatural.

Fortunately, the room arrived relatively quickly, and after entering the room, Ning Xiang restrained a lot, and asked him, is there anything she wants to ask her?
Jiang Qingzhou was sitting on a low couch by the window, her eyelashes were a little hesitant, but after thinking about something, she took a deep breath and looked up, her peach blossom eyes met Ning Xiang's different pupils full of complicated emotions, and asked her, "Miss Ning, can you tell me about Mo Yinxing?"

Hearing that he took the initiative to mention Mo Yinxing, Ning Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and then the tension and excitement in her heart became more and more obvious.

She didn't answer him in a hurry, but asked instead: "Why did you ask about him? Did you remember something? "

"I found that whether it's Miss Ning, or your relatives and friends, when they look at me, they seem to be looking at another person through me. Combined with what Miss Ning said earlier about Mo Yinxing, I guess it should be related to him."

"As for what I remembered." Jiang Qingzhou frowned slightly, not sure whether to tell Ning Xiang.

But Ning Xiang is very patient now, he doesn't speak, she doesn't interrupt, just waits quietly.

It wasn't until he seemed to have made a decision that he said with some difficulty: "It's true, but I don't know if I can tell you this."

As he said that, he was afraid that his expression was not clear enough, so he added: "After saying it, Ms. Ning may find me more offensive."

Ning Xiang raised her eyebrows and asked him to speak boldly.

With her words, Jiang Qingzhou continued in a low voice: "Actually, when I saw Miss Ning that night, after Jiang went home and went to bed, he dreamed that the younger Miss Ning was wearing a pink dress, and asked me to help you tie the belt."

Speaking of the latter, Jiang Qingzhou's face was almost completely reddened, and he knew that these words were not what a man should say to a woman.

"I'm sorry, maybe it's Jiang who has an impure mind, that's why"

"The pink clothes you mentioned, let's take a look, which one is it?" Ning Xiang interrupted him, not feeling offended by him at all, but took out all the pink clothes that Mo Yinxing sewed for her from the ring, and put them in front of him.

The moment he saw those clothes, Jiang Qingzhou's mind resurfaced with some fragmentary and hard-to-grasp memories, and his head still ached.

He forced himself to suppress the abnormality, carefully selected among those pink clothes that were not too different, and finally locked his eyes on one of them, and said in an uncertain tone: "It seems to be this one, but in the dream, I remember that there seems to be a peach blossom hairpin as an accessory?"

Ning Xiang's eyes turned red, and she took out a peach hairpin from the ring, and handed it to him, her eyes became hot, and her voice became dry: "You said it, but it?"

Jiang Qingzhou took it blankly and nodded.

"Yes, it is indeed it, but how could it be... um."

Before he finished speaking, there was a touch of warmth in his arms, his lips were blocked, his pupils shrank in shock, and at the same time, the tip of his nose was filled with the rich fragrance of new snow.

He wanted to push Ning Xiang, but now he is just a mortal, and his strength is not as strong as Ning Xiang.

Almost at the moment when he stretched out his hand, Ning Xiang pinched him with his small hands and forced him down on the low couch. His whole body looked like a kitten who was forced to expose his belly and let others ask for it.

　Jiang Qingzhou:! ! !Too Meng Lang! !
　　Ning Xiang: Really?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)