Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Qin Yan reached for the bowl: "Ah...then don't eat it, too salty is bad for your health, I'd better call Mama He back..."

She was cooking for the first time, and her skills were definitely not very good. It would be more harm than good for people to eat up their stomachs.

But Sheng Nanjin pinched her wrist and ate another chopstick of noodles.

"I have a strong taste."

Qin Yan snorted and didn't stop: "Let me pour you some water."

Did she find Sheng Nanjin's liking by mistake?

Xiao Jiu is ashamed, the host is really confident in her cooking skills.

Well, blind confidence.

Qin Yan didn't know that the system was slandering her. She sat at the table and propped her chin, admiring the man's every move.

Good-looking people do everything pleasing to the eye, watching Sheng Nanjin eating noodles slowly is a kind of enjoyment.

Soon, the slow-moving people finished the entire bowl of Changshou noodles, leaving only the soup on the bottom of the bowl with a little chopped green onion floating.

"Is it so delicious?" Qin Yan tapped his chin lightly with his index finger, with some curiosity in his eyes.

Sheng Nanjin patted her head and said in a gentle voice, "Yes."

The long hair on the top of the palm is soft and beautiful, with a faint luster under the light. Sheng Nanjin couldn't put it down: "The longevity noodles made by Yanyan are the best longevity noodles I have ever eaten."

Qin Yan was embarrassed by his praise, and laughed: "Maybe I have a little talent for cooking? Wait, there is still a very important link!"

Sheng Nanjin watched as she ran into the kitchen and slowly brought out a small cake with three candles on it and two numbers in the middle: 27.

The six-inch single-layer cake Qin Yan bought was not very big, but it was more than enough for the two of them.

Shou Xing had already stood up and walked towards her, Qin Yan looked at him with a smile: "Make a wish, Brother Nan Jin."

The candlelight reflected the girl's smiling face, her curled eyelashes flickered, and the sincerity in her eyes did not diminish, Sheng Nanjin's heart suddenly became hot.

When the birthday star made a wish, Qin Yan looked so closely at the impeccably handsome face in front of him.

The face is like a jade crown, the nose is like a gall, and the thin lips are lightly pursed.

With Junyan in front, Qin Yan felt that she was being bewitched, she secretly put a finger of cream on the edge of the cake...

When Sheng Nanjin opened his eyes, he saw a small amount of white sweetness covering the side of his face, with gentle force and softness.

The girl's slender and tender hands flashed before her eyes, with white wrists and red muscles.

He grabbed the troublesome hand, his eyes were deep and deep, and he looked so hard that he wanted to suck people in.

Qin Yan came back to his senses, realized the stupid thing he did just now, flinched, and said pitifully: "I was wrong..."

The person in charge of the Sheng family who usually holds the power of life and death, now has a finger of snow-white cream on his face, which is inexplicably funny, but it also neutralizes the frost on his face, which has a different charm.

Qin Yan felt a hand clasped around his waist, tightly wrapping her around her.

The girl raised her head, leaned back slightly, and held the cake firmly with the other hand so as not to get on the man's suit.

"Yanyan knows her mistakes and can correct them. Shouldn't I erase what I made?"

With a slender waist, Sheng Nanjin supported the girl, his eyes darkened.

Qin Yan was stunned: "Okay..."

The clean palm gently wiped her cheeks, and all the smear of cream stuck to her hand.

"The cake hasn't been cut yet..." Qin Yan broke away from his hand.

The posture just now was not good, the cake slid to one side, and a little bit of cream on the side was rubbed on the fingers.