Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Liu Duan looked at Qin Yi's series of actions. Although he was confused, he cared more about Qin Yi's body and inner emotions. His eyes were full of worry, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes followed Qin Yi's movements all the time. He knew that this was not the time to ask questions, as long as Qin Yi could calm down slowly.

So, he gently took Qin Yi's hand, which was warm and strong, as if giving Qin Yi a reassurance. His palm gently wrapped around Qin Yi's small hand, and his fingers gently overlapped with hers, conveying his care and love.

He pulled Qin Yi and slowly walked out of the bedroom, his footsteps were so light that every step seemed to be stepping on cotton, for fear of disturbing Qin Yi's emotions that had just calmed down.

Qin Yi sat down at the table and started to eat. But she was absent-minded, staring at the food, as if her soul was out of her body. She mechanically picked up the food with chopsticks and slowly brought it to her mouth. She chewed mechanically with her mouth, and there was no expression on her face.

Her eyes kept turning toward the bedroom door, moving her eyelids as if being pulled by a mysterious force. There was worry and uneasiness in her eyes, as if the cowhide envelope locked in the drawer had a life and could break free and fly out at any time.

Her eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, unable to move away from the bedroom door. Her body also unconsciously leaned slightly towards the bedroom, as if she would get up and rush to the bedroom at any time.

Seeing Qin Yi like this, Liu Duan felt helpless and distressed. He put down his chopsticks, which made a "ding" sound when they touched the bowl and dish.

He reached out and gently turned Qin Yi's face around, and gently placed his palm on her cheek, as if touching a fragile treasure, and moved slowly, fearing to hurt her. He asked Qin Yi to face him, and said with concern in his eyes: "Don't look, concentrate on eating! Those things are locked, they won't run away!"

His voice was gentle and firm, and his speech pace was neither fast nor slow. Every word seemed to be spoken after careful consideration, trying to pull Qin Yi back from her worried mood.

"Come, have a piece of steamed pork with rice flour. It's soft and glutinous but not greasy!" Liu Duan said with a smile on his face and tenderness and doting in his eyes, while he carefully picked up a big piece of steamed pork with rice flour with chopsticks.

The steamed pork with rice flour had an attractive color. The meat was wrapped in rice flour. The rice flour grains were distinct and had a light beige color. The meat was slightly red. The fat seemed to have been absorbed by the rice flour, giving off an appetizing aroma. Liu Duan gently put it into Qin Yi's mouth.

Qinyi opened her cherry-like mouth and took the meat in. As soon as the meat entered her mouth, the soft and glutinous taste instantly spread on the tip of her tongue, and the aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of rice noodles filled her mouth.

The texture of the meat gradually melts under the chewing of teeth, and every strand of meat is full of rich aroma. There is really no greasy feeling at all.

Qin Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her head nodded like a chick pecking at rice. Her face was filled with happiness and satisfaction, and she kept praising, "You really are worthy of being my Duanduan! I love you so much."

After saying that, Qin Yi leaned over and kissed Liu Duan on the cheek. As a reward for the delicious steamed pork with rice flour, her cheeks were lightly flushed, full of playfulness and cuteness, and her ears were also slightly red.

Liu Duan pretended to be disgusted and turned his face away. His eyes narrowed slightly, but there was a hint of smile on the corner of his mouth. He said jokingly: "Hey, your saliva is okay, but what should I do if the oil on the meat gets on my face?"

As he spoke, he gently touched his face with his hand, running his fingers across his cheek, as if looking for the non-existent oil stain.

Qin Yi heard this, not only was she not angry, but she started to giggle, her laughter was as clear and sweet as a silver bell, her eyes curved into crescents, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a row of white teeth. She said coquettishly, "It's okay, I'll help you lick it clean."

As he spoke, he stretched out his mouth again, looking like a naughty kitten, with a lively light flashing in his eyes and playfully licking his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Liu Duan quickly dodged, with some helplessness in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Forget it, forget it, let me be the dirty cat for once! Eat quickly! I'll take you for a walk in the park when I come back in the evening. The flowers there are so beautiful." As he spoke, he picked up some more dishes for Qin Yi and put them in her bowl.

"Okay! Duanduan is the best to me!" Qinyi was so happy to hear that she could go to the park for a walk. Her eyes were full of surprise and expectation. The little grudge in her heart disappeared without a trace, and she ate much faster. She was like a child who had been hungry for a long time, holding the chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other, and put the rice into her mouth in big mouthfuls.

She ate three bowls of rice in a row and drank a large bowl of soup. When she drank the soup, she blew it gently, then put her lips on the edge of the bowl and made a slight slurping sound. She looked so satisfied as if she had obtained the most precious treasure in the world, and her face was full of intoxication.

Seeing Qin Yi eating so happily, Liu Duan also showed a happy smile on his face, and his eyes were full of deep love for Qin Yi. He reached out and gently stroked the hair by Qin Yi's ear.

The door of Room 240 of Qilin Hotel is a slightly heavy dark brown wooden door. The door handle has some signs of use and has a slight metallic luster.

As soon as I opened the door, the first thing that caught my eye was a large double bed. The bedspread was made of off-white satin with dark patterns. It felt smooth and soft, but at the moment it was a little messy on the bed, as if someone had casually turned it over.

The headboard of the bed is made of leather with a few subtle wrinkles on it. There is a small wooden bedside table on each side of the bed. On the left bedside table is a dim table lamp with a translucent frosted glass lampshade.

The light shines through the lampshade, casting a soft shadow around. Next to the lamp is a glass ashtray with a few cigarette butts scattered inside.

Opposite the bed was a new TV with no trace of dust on the screen. Below the TV was a dark TV cabinet filled with all kinds of sundries, including several hotel brochures and some untied disposable toiletries.

The room's windows were covered with thick curtains, the kind of dark purple blackout cloth with slightly frayed edges. Next to the window was a small desk and a chair, with a telephone on the desk, the receiver casually tilted to one side, and a used paper cup next to it.

The floor was covered with a new carpet, a bright yellow with dark red patterns. In the corner of the room there was an exquisite hanger with a few new suits on it. The walls were freshly painted white, and there was a magnificent landscape painting on the wall. The room was filled with a faint smell of cigarettes mixed with cologne.

Ruan Qingshu came here with an impatient look on his face, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes filled with boredom and anger, and he groaned.