There is a bright moon hanging on the horizon. The beach at night is quiet, and even the whispers of the wind become affectionate.

Gu Tingchen was full of affection and handed a string of leeks to Lin Miaomiao, "you eat this."

"Gu Tingchen! You baked so much meat for me."

"It's too greasy to eat meat directly," Gu Tingchen said seriously.

Lin Miaomiao was embarrassed for a moment. Gu Tingchen rolled up his sleeves and wrapped his shirt around his strong body, vaguely outlining the perfect chest muscle line. He, a 1.8-meter-old man, was sitting on the pony and seriously barbecue. Lin Miaomiao bent over slightly, and his two brains were very close.

Gu Tingchen even smelled Lin Miaomiao's shallow Jasmine shampoo.

He took a breath of enjoyment. "Can't wait so soon?"

"No! I'm not greedy. I'm to accompany you." Lin Miaomiao looked at Gu Tingchen with a serious side of her head, just four eyes opposite each other.

The ambiguous atmosphere is spreading

Lin Miaomiao was wearing a long yellow dress. The zipper on her side waist was pulled up by herself. The arm of her right hand was still hanging in front of her chest and covered by several strands of show.

Hazy, dark long hair was blown by the wind.

"Lin Miaomiao."

"... ah?"

The scene was frozen. Lin Miaomiao held her left knee with one hand, which made her legs numb. She breathed a little tight and suddenly felt her throat dry.

Gu Tingchen gradually smiled from the corners of his eyes. The next moment, he suddenly lifted his ass, and a soft, feathery kiss fell on the bridge of her nose.

Lin Miaomiao subconsciously took a step back.

Then the burning feeling spread on his face. Lin Miaomiao glanced back quickly and found that Qin Feng and Zhao Yueyue were doing their own things. He was relieved.

At the same time, she glared at Gu Tingchen angrily.

Even his breathing was hot, "Gu Tingchen, you just..."

"Do you want to eat? Delicious and sweet roasted wings."

As soon as Lin Miaomiao opened his mouth, Gu Tingchen quickly sent a roasted chicken wing to her. The chicken wing cut three knives along the texture in the middle in advance, pickled with cooking wine and seasoning for 15 minutes, roasted until golden and crisp, and sprinkled with a little white sesame

Tut

It's mouth watering.

Lin Miaomiao stared at Gu Tingchen with black eyes, and quickly grabbed the string of chicken wings, with curved eyebrows and eyes, hiding joy and satisfaction.

Gu Tingchen looked at Lin Miaomiao and smiled spoiled.

Zhao Yueyue looked up again at Gu Tingchen and Lin Miaomiao who were "flirting" and their nervous palms were sweating.

She didn't forget her mission this time.

Mother and son are expensive!

The palms sweated and soon got wet. She rubbed her fingers with a guilty conscience and took out the bottle of medicinal wine stuffed in her bag, which was written in Italian. She took the four brushed glasses and quickly "gudu gudu" poured the medicinal wine into a clean cup.

Looking at the drinks on the table, she chose a dark Coca Cola, unscrewed the lid and filled the other three glasses.

I looked at it carefully and felt that the color was almost the same. Then I breathed quietly.

After all this, his forehead had been covered with a thin layer of sweat. Zhao Yueyue adjusted himself and put the seats in order.

Qin Feng just took some food out of the villa.

"What are you doing?"

The voice startled Zhao Yueyue. Her heart tightened. She turned to see Qin Feng, and the smile on her lips was a little stiff. "Nothing, just see what dishes are there. Is brother Qin Feng ready?"

"Yes."

Qin Feng looked over Zhao Yueyue at the table and didn't find anything wrong.

He didn't want to say anything to Zhao Yueyue, so he turned and walked towards Gu Tingchen

Zhao Yueyue let out his breath quietly, glanced quickly at the bottle he threw in the flowerpot, and symbolically stroked the leaves to block it.

Gu Tingchen's craftsmanship is very good. When Qin Feng comes over with something new, Gu Tingchen has finished all the previous ones. He stands up from his childhood horse and cleanly brushes the food with dipping material.

"Eat first."

"Mm-hmm." Lin Miaomiao's greedy cat had drooled for a long time. She nodded fiercely when she heard the speech and went to carry the plate with one hand, but she was caught off guard and scalded.

"Si!"

"Let me see what's wrong?"

Lin Miaomiao took a breath, and his index finger soon turned a light red. Qin Feng looked over nervously, but the next moment he saw that Gu Tingchen had quickly lowered his head and lived Lin Miaomiao's fingers.

The fingers were surrounded by the warm mouth, and the burning sensation of fingertip nerve endings disappeared in an instant.

Lin Miaomiao breathed, and when Gu Tingchen loosened his mouth, he immediately pulled back his fingers, which was a little embarrassed.

"Well, I'll go first." Qin Feng said awkwardly.

Only Gu Tingchen and Lin Miaomiao were left. Lin Miaomiao angrily poked Gu Tingchen with his intact hand, "Gu Tingchen! Can you stop showing love!"

"Show love?"

"Just..."

Gu Tingchen looked at Lin Miaomiao's blushing face and said wrongly, "I didn't show my love. It's all an instinctive reaction."

"You..."

"OK, I'll take it, OK." Gu Tingchen spoiled and stretched out his index finger to scrape the bridge of Lin Miaomiao's nose.

Gu Tingchen and Qin Feng put all the baked food on the table. Looking at the food on the table, Lin Miaomiao had a big appetite, but

However, a Gu Tingchen sat beside him.

She was about to stretch out her chopsticks when Gu Tingchen knocked her, "I'll come."

Then he calmly peeled a full shrimp and handed it to her. Lin Miaomiao's eyes suddenly became very wonderful.

"Hmm? I'll feed you and open your mouth."

Gu Tingchen saw Lin Miaomiao keep smiling and coaxed her to open her mouth, but he heard Lin Miaomiao hum from his throat, "Gu Tingchen, I just hurt my arm and didn't break my fingers."

"That won't work. I'll feed you."

Gu Tingchen's face was serious, and the glittering and translucent shrimp meat was stuffed into Lin Miaomiao's mouth.

Lin Miaomiao only had time to "woo woo..."

Finally, he was drowned by the delicious smell in his mouth, swallowed it, and his eyes immediately bent.

Qin Feng, who watched the whole process from the opposite side, stiffened. His hand under the table urgently clenched his fist, and his slender and thick eyelashes hung down, covering his eyes.

Gu Tingchen and Lin Miaomiao sat aside, while Qin Feng and Zhao Yueyue sat aside.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yueyue couldn't help eating, "brother Feng, I want to eat..."

"Eat it yourself."

With a cold face, Qin Feng directly put a small plate of spicy crayfish in front of her.

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