The reborn top idol

Chapter 603 Brown Sugar Ginger Water

Amid the crackling sound of rain, Lin Qiaoxi also recognized the clear voice of Jin Minghe.

Turn back quickly.

The moment it saw the person coming, the cat's amber eyes widened slightly.

I saw a handsome young man holding a big umbrella and walking towards me quickly.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, jeans and sneakers, and was carrying a grocery bag.

The most ordinary outfit.

But because of his upright posture, broad and straight shoulders, long legs and smooth lines, he looks very graceful.

It feels like strolling in the rain.

Only after getting closer did Lin Qiaoxi see the warm smile on his face.

Jin Minghe moved the umbrella slightly over Lin Qiaoxi's head and frowned, "Why are you so wet?"

It was just a simple question, but it made Lin Qiaoxi's nose sore.

He looked away, not daring to look at his face again, and hesitantly said, "It wasn't raining when I came out."

"Let's go, go back and change your clothes quickly, so you don't get sick." Jin Minghe urged.

"Ah."

The umbrella was quite large, but both of them had grown taller, so it was still a bit crowded for the two young men to walk under it, with their shoulders touching each other.

Lin Qiaoxi's orange hair was all wet and fell flat, his clothes were also soaked by the rain, and he was shivering.

The whole person was in a very embarrassed state.

While waiting for the elevator, Lin Qiaoxi couldn't help but sneeze loudly while covering his mouth.

"Um..." He rubbed his nose, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Jin Minghe said worriedly, "Did you catch a cold? Take a hot bath soon."

"Okay." Lin Qiaoxi nodded randomly.

As the elevator went up, he made small talk, pointed at the food bag and asked, "You haven't eaten yet?"

"I have eaten. This is the porridge and pork rib soup I brought for Brother Mian." Jin Minghe smiled.

"Oh." Lin Qiaoxi's nose felt even more sour.

While taking a shower, Lin Qiaoxi tilted his head back, letting the hot water rush over his head to dispel the coldness from his body.

After taking a shower, he casually wrapped himself in a long bathrobe, with a towel hanging on his head, and walked out.

As he was walking back to his room, he heard Jin Minghe calling him again, "Qiaoxi!"

"What's the matter?" Lin Qiaoxi walked into the living room.

Jin Minghe came over with a cup of freshly boiled brown sugar ginger water, "Drink it quickly."

Lin Qiaoxi took it in surprise, "This, this is what you cooked?"

"Yeah." Jin Minghe nodded with a smile on his lips, and his whole body looked like a piece of moist jade.

"Thank you Minghe." Lin Qiaoxi was very surprised.

But after taking a sip, the little face immediately wrinkled up, "Hmm!"

Jin Minghe was stunned, "Is it too spicy?"

Lin Qiaoxi stuck out his tongue and exhaled, "No, no."

"If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it!" Jin Minghe felt very embarrassed.

This was his first time making ginger soup. He had only seen Su Yuan make it for Xu Yanbo before.

Isn’t it just peeling and washing the ginger, cutting it into slices, putting it into water and bringing it to a boil, then adding brown sugar and cooking for ten minutes?

The steps are definitely not wrong...

Lin Qiaoxi shook his head and waved his hands, "It's hot!"

Jin Minghe finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the food wasn't bad, it would be fine.

He was worried, so he went to the kitchen and got himself a cup.

When he brought it out and drank it, he frowned, stuck out his tongue and exhaled.

Lin Qiaoxi chuckled, "Hahaha, didn't I tell you it was hot?"

"Okay, drink later."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Just as he was about to talk about something, Hu heard footsteps.

It was Chu Qianmian who came out, carrying the bowl of porridge and soup that he had just finished eating.

Seeing the two of them in the living room, Chu Qianmian paused and smiled faintly.

He is still in the silent period and cannot speak.

Lin Qiaoxi greeted him, "Brother Mian!"

Jin Minghe asked: "Are the porridge and soup here tasty?"

Chu Qianmian nodded silently and raised his phone to indicate that he had sent a message.

Then he walked into the kitchen and threw the garbage into the trash can according to the category.

When I walked out of the kitchen, I saw Jin Minghe wiping Lin Qiaoxi's hair with a towel, muttering, "You sneezed just now, why don't you blow dry your hair? Be careful not to catch a cold."

Lin Qiaoxi's head was hidden in the towel, and only his soft orange hair could be seen. He responded in a low voice, "Yeah."

Chu Qianmian didn't dare to look any longer and quickly walked back to the room.

Jin Minghe glanced at his back, paused for a second, and then continued.

Lin Qiaoxi felt his hands rubbing gently on his head.

I couldn't quite believe it.

Why is Minghe suddenly so nice to me today?

She was holding an umbrella, boiling ginger soup, and drying her hair.

It's a bit like... intentional?

Who are you doing this for?

Thinking of this, my excited heart sank again...

His eyes were a little wet, and he blinked hard to suppress the sad feeling.

"Okay, it's almost done, I'll just go blow it."

Lin Qiaoxi wanted to take the towel off, but touched Jin Minghe's hand.

Jin Minghe let him go.

The brown sugar ginger water had cooled down a lot. Lin Qiaoxi blew on it and drank it in one gulp.

The sweetness is still light, and the mouth is filled with the spiciness and heat of ginger.

"Just leave the cup there, I'll pick it up."

"it is good."

The living room became quiet, with only Jin Minghe left.

He picked up his cup of brown sugar ginger water and drank it slowly.

There is a strange feeling in my heart.

What is he doing?

What exactly does he want?

At night, the members returned to the dormitory.

Su Yuan and Fang Yinghao were the last to come back. The other members had all gone to sleep, leaving Lin Qiaoxi lying on the sofa in the living room, scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

The captain told him to go to bed early and hurried back to his room.

Fang Yinghao saw that he seemed to have something to do, so he asked.

"I have a question to ask you, Brother Yinghao." Lin Qiaoxi followed him back to the room.

"What? Say it." Fang Yinghao's expression was lazy, and he looked satisfied.

Lin Qiaoxi asked enviously: "How did you win over Brother Yuan? Teach me."

"Why? You want to learn from others?" Fang Yinghao sat on his sofa, looking like a mentor. "You've asked the right person!"

Lin Qiaoxi listened attentively.

"One word: lick." Fang Yinghao was extremely serious.

"Lick?...You mean, the licking of a dog?" As a netizen, Lin Qiaoxi is not unfamiliar with this term.

I just want to say something but I can't.

"Don't look down on licking dogs. You should know that if you lick a dog, you will get everything you want in the end!"

Fang Yinghao was very proud, "It is also a kind of enjoyment during the licking process!"

Lin Qiaoxi was taught, "Then what should we do?"

"In fact, my understanding of being a bootlicker is not the superficial way of following someone's ass, which will end up with nothing."

Fang Yinghao held his head high, his expression unfathomable.

“You have to remember that providing emotional value to the other person is the most important thing.”

"Be concerned about the other person's concerns, think about what the other person wants, support him silently, respect him, and love him. In front of him, always know his needs first."

"Only in this way can you gradually enter his heart."

"No matter what, you can't be willful."