I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

Qin Xun was standing under the grapefruit tree watering the tree when he suddenly heard a sound behind him and turned his head.

She was about to walk into the house when she saw Xia Ning's back.

Qin Xun shouted quickly.

"Ning Ning!"

Xia Ning stopped and turned his back to Qin Xun, his voice cold.

"Put your pants up first before greeting people. That's more polite."

Qin Xun was startled, turned around, raised the beer bottle and drank the last bit of wine.

"I was pouring beer and didn't fertilize the grapefruit tree. I have grown up now, unlike when I was a child..."

Seeing Xia Ning turn around.

He continued.

"Now I usually fertilize at night when no one is around."

Xia Ning: "..."

"You're really gross."

Qin Xun sneered.

“Isn’t this the kind of organic food you rich people pursue?”

Xia Ning: "..."

What Qin Xun said made sense, and she was speechless again.

She glanced at the beer bottle in Qin Xun's hand.

"You were just writing songs in the living room."

"Why do you close your eyes and open them again, say some messy lines, and drink like crazy?"

Qin Xun smiled.

"Artists all like geniuses. Geniuses are always a little neurotic. How was my performance just now?"

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, was silent for a moment, and smiled.

"It's quite embarrassing."

Qin Xun: "..."

Xia Ning continued.

"But... Ye Lan seems to like this very much."

was talking.

Ye Lan hurriedly walked out of the house with a little excitement on her face. She pushed past Xia Ning who was standing at the door and walked towards Qin Xun.

"Teacher Qin, I learned it."

"Can you give me some advice?"

Qin Xun felt a little unhappy when he saw Xia Ning being pushed aside, but his expression did not change.

He nodded.

"you sing."

Ye Lan cleared her throat and started singing.

"When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky about the wine"

"I don't know what year is this evening in the palace of heaven"

……

Ye Lan only sang two lines.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Qin Xun interrupted directly and looked at Ye Lan coldly.

"You are also a first-line singer. Netizens say that you have both strength and appearance. Is this your strength?"

"It's only been a few minutes and you're so anxious to sing to me?"

"I thought you were so capable!"

He walked up to Ye Lan, saw a look of panic on her face, and took the manuscript paper from her hand.

"This song will definitely become a classic, and it will be a classic forever."

"First of all, Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is the best Mid-Autumn Festival poem and a treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"As long as you are a Chinese, you will definitely learn."

"If the song you sing "May I Live Longer" is classic enough, children will not be able to avoid this song when they are learning."

"This is a song that will be circulated for decades, even hundreds of years. Is this your attitude?"

Ye Lan lowered her head after being scolded, like a primary school student who wrote wrong homework.

Wang Cui stood behind Ye Lan, her heart filled with fire, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Xia Ning stood aside, unable to speak.

Qin Xun handed the manuscript paper in his hand to Ye Lan.

"Go back and keep practicing!"

"Time is running out. You have to compete with the Chengtai Mid-Autumn Festival Gala later."

"If you don't sing well, you won't be the only one who loses face."

"If you don't keep your attitude straight, I'm going to slap the palm of your hand!"

Ye Lan raised his head and looked at Qin Xun, a little surprised.

"Hit my palm?"

Qin Xun nodded.

"Ok!"

Ye Lan turned around and walked back into the house.

Wang Cui watched Qin Xun's chest rise and fall, as if he was about to burst with anger, glared at him, and followed Ye Lan in.

Xia Ning walked to Qin Xun, feeling helpless.

"It sounds pretty good to me. Is her singing bad?"

Qin Xun shook his head.

"It's not bad, it can be considered excellent, but with Ye Lan's strength, she can handle it more delicately."

"I wrote the song so seriously, how could she let down my hard work so casually?"

Xia Ning: "..."

Was he serious when he wrote the song just now?

No!

Xia Ning sighed.

"Ye Lan paid 2075 million after all. You should be polite to others."

Qin Xun snorted coldly.

"I can tell that Ye Lan is a bitch who doesn't like soft things. She just likes others to be cruel to her."

Xia Ning: "..."

She thought about it.

"Makes sense!"

Qin Xun said coldly again.

"The most important thing is that she shouldn't have pushed you aside just now."

Xia Ning was startled.

"I...I don't mind."

Qin Xun said seriously.

"I mind."

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, not knowing what to say, and turned her head to look outside the small courtyard.

Qin Xun said suddenly.

"Ning Ning, let's go for a walk."

He reached out to hold her hand, but she avoided him.

"Can you be more professional? Can you be more serious about your role as your girlfriend?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She turned her head and glared at Qin Xun, her voice low.

"Don't be greedy. According to this logic, will we still have to..."

Having said this, she turned her head again and looked at the foxtail grass on the roadside.

But he heard Qin Xun whisper.

"also."

Xia Ning turned her head suddenly.

Qin Xun covered his hair as a habit, but Xia Ning grabbed his ears and lifted them up.

He grinned in pain.

"You let go!"

"It takes an old couple who's been married for several years to pull their ears. You're going too far!"

Xia Ning let go of his hand and walked out of the courtyard with a cold face.

Qin Xun followed her and walked side by side.

The two walked silently on the field ridge outside the village.

Blue sky, white clouds, autumn wind.

The air smells of grass.

The field ridge is neither wide nor narrow, and their shoulders often bump into each other.

suddenly.

Two hands accidentally touched.

Qin Xun took advantage of the situation and grabbed Xia Ning's little hand.

Xia Ning was about to break away.

Qin Xun tightened his grip, looked forward, and whispered.

"Someone from Murakami is coming over. He is a core member of our village intelligence station."

"If you throw your hands away, she will definitely spread the word that I am a henpecker."

"Give me some face, and I'll prepare delicious food for you when you get back to Haicheng."

Only Xia Ning's voice was small.

"Yes...it's an act!"

"Don't think too much."

Qin Xun opened his hand and rubbed it to find an angle, squeezed her fingers apart, and interlocked with Xia Ning's fingers.

Xia Ning felt as if she had been electrocuted.

at this time.

A peasant woman carrying a hoe and wearing water shoes walked towards Xia Ning. When she looked at Xia Ning, she was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped.

"Xiao Xun, is this your girlfriend?"

Qin Xun answered with a smile.

"Yes, Aunt Lian."

Aunt Lian looked at Xia Ning and shook her head in surprise.

"nice!"

"nice!"

"You are so lucky!"

Xia Ning lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.

Suddenly, he felt his hand being gently pulled by Qin Xun. He immediately understood what it meant and raised his head to look at the woman in front of him.

"Hello Aunt Lian!"

Aunt Lian was stunned, and then spoke as fast as a laser gun.

"Oh, hey, he looks better than a celebrity!"

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Where are you from?"

"What are you doing?"

"How did you meet Xiaoxun?"

"Do you have any sisters or friends who haven't dated yet?"

Xia Ning: "..."

Why does answering these questions feel more tiring than business negotiations?

Qin Xun took Xia Ning's hand, pulled her behind him, and stood in front of her.

"Aunt Lian, my baby is shy, please stop asking."

Xia Ning: "???"