My dear President, Please make a detour

"Believe it or not, I'll beat you." Qin Zijin patted her on the forehead and pretended to be angry.

Little glutinous rice stuck out his tongue: "OK, I won't say it."

The two people went out of the cinema together. The snack street is near here. It's not far away.

"I haven't eaten it like this for a long time!" the little glutinous rice held a kebab in one hand and a box of fried flour in the other hand.

Although Qin Zijin looks reserved, he has actually solved a lot of food,

Two people eat while walking, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Murongyuan, who had just been expelled by them, was not happy at the moment.

As soon as he opened a room with the woman next to him, he quickly vented his evil fire. Instead of taking care of the woman lying in bed, he sat aside and smoked.

"Brother yuan." the woman came up like a snake and said in her voice, "will you stay with me tonight?"

"Don't stay." Murong Yuan said faintly.

Qin Chuyue is still at home. If he doesn't go back at night, he doesn't know how to make trouble.

The woman heard his answer, smiled and asked like a joke, "brother yuan, you don't stay out every night. Why? Is there an access control at home?"

Murong yuan slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke and didn't speak.

The woman put a hand on his chest and said with a smile, "is it difficult, brother yuan, are you afraid of the one at home?"

"Never ask more if you shouldn't ask." Murong yuan grabbed her hand and threw it aside.

The woman just hooked up with him recently. After two people fooled around for a few days, the woman's mind began to be restless.

"Brother yuan, is the one in your family as beautiful as me?" the woman asked with some jealousy.

Murong yuan pressed the cigarette end into the ashtray on the bedside table, turned back and smiled contemptuously at the woman: "don't think about what you shouldn't touch."

Murong yuan got up and dressed slowly.

When the woman saw his posture, she knew he was going to leave and hugged him from behind.

"Brother yuan, just stay once, okay? Just this time." the woman's voice means injustice: "I want to be held by you at night."

"Baby." Murong yuan turned and patted her face.

The woman's eyes were full of expectation that he had changed his mind.

"Don't come to me in the future. Let's finish it." Murong Yuan said with a smile.

"Why?!" the woman was shocked and said, "haven't we just been together? Brother yuan, you're tired of me these days?"

"Together?" Murong yuan sneered, "when did I say we were together? I don't see what your identity is and use this word?"

"Brother yuan!" the woman was humiliated by him and burst into tears in her eyes.

Murong yuan buckled the belt and said faintly, "we are just playing with what you love and I want. You pay for your body and I pay for it. To put it bluntly, you are a thing with me."

"But when I look at you, I don't seem to know much about myself." Murong yuan has cleaned himself up while talking: "in this case, it's better to get together and disperse."

He said that and walked towards the door.

The woman didn't even care about clothes. She hurried to take his hand: "brother yuan, don't do this. I really like you. Will you give me a chance?"

Murong yuan shook her off with disgust, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience.

"Gee, this is the most troublesome time every time." Murong yuan took out a check from his wallet: "take this thing and get out. If you pester me again, don't blame me for being rude."

With that check, the woman really made less noise, and even her cry was weak.

Murongyuan saw this trick too much, but he didn't feel it.

When he got home, Murong yuan opened the door and saw Qin Chuyue running back and forth between the restaurant and the kitchen.

After hearing the sound, Qin Chuyue looked here.

"Brother yuan, you came back so late today." Qin Chuyue said while carrying the food.

Murong yuan pulled his collar and said casually, "I talked with some friends for a while."

"What are you doing?" Murong yuan sat down and looked at the meals in front of him and asked.

"Try it, it must be much better than the last time." Qin Chuyue washed her hands in the kitchen, walked up to him and said.

Qin Chuyue doesn't know where she heard it: to keep a man's heart, we must first keep his stomach.

She's been tossing about for a while.

Although she is the illegitimate daughter of the Qin family, she is also pampered when she is young. She has never done housework.

Cooking is a little difficult. It's really difficult for a novice.

Murong yuan still remembers that when Qin Chuyue just cooked, the things he made were beyond recognition.

He tried to identify for a long time, but he still couldn't recognize what ingredients made such a finished product.

"How is it? Is it better than last time?" Qin Chuyue blinked and asked when she saw him taste it.

Murong yuan smacked his mouth. Although it was still terrible, he could really feel that he had made progress compared with before.

"It's OK," murongyuan said.

Qin Chu sat down with a smile: "I think it's OK, so eat more."

Murong yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "have you eaten it yourself?"

"In fact, I've failed several times before. I'm full just trying those dishes," Qin Chuyue replied.

Murong yuan's eyes moved, but he didn't say anything.

Halfway through the meal, Murong yuan suddenly said, "in fact, you don't have to do this yourself. There's no nanny at home."

"That's different." Qin Chuyue propped her chin with one hand: "the nanny may change and leave in the future, but I can cook for you all the time."

Murong yuan looked at her: "you really don't have to. You wronged yourself for me."

"Don't be wronged." Qin Chuyue smiled: "it's very happy for me to stay by your side."

Murong Yuan said "well" and ate quietly without saying more.

On the snack street of the night market.

Qin Zijin and little glutinous rice sat side by side on the side of the road, blowing a cool wind and holding cans of beer in their hands.

"Such a day is so refreshing." little glutinous rice narrowed his eyes and said sincerely.

Qin Zijin smiled and drank wine: "after that, we often come."

"OK." little glutinous rice's eyes lit up. "You said it yourself. Don't break your promise in the future."

The two chatted for a while. Suddenly, Qin Zijin felt that he seemed a little uncomfortable.

The head seems to be dizzy, and the stomach is heavy and uncomfortable.

"Little glutinous rice." Qin Zijin rubbed his forehead and asked hesitantly, "do you feel uncomfortable?"

Little glutinous rice blinked: "what's the matter? I think I'm fine. There's nothing uncomfortable."