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"Go, go, don't make trouble." Wu Jing was sprinkling seasoning on the meat, and when a large group of people came, she waved them away: "If you haven't done anything today, eat less!" She joked.

Lin Miao was the first to be dissatisfied: "Sister, you are not being kind. We also spent most of the day cutting fruit in the living room."

"That's right, sister Jing, which one of us has been greedy for your craftsmanship for a long time, do you have the heart to watch us helplessly watch you eat?"

Wu Jing burst out laughing, and yelled at the black mass under the table: "See, Xinxin is not as airy as you. I have prepared drinks and wine for you for a long time."

He Qingqiu's eyelashes trembled, as if he heard something terrible.His eyes were fixed on the squatting black figure under the table.

After a while, the black figure moved, then slowly got up, facing away from everyone.

"Thank you, sister Xinxin!" Lin Miao let go of He Qingqiu, and rubbed towards Fang Zhixin. Fang Zhixin's instinct flashed, Lin Miao almost fell, and Fang Zhixin quickly reached out to help her.

The inch-cut boy shook his head: "Lin Miao, you don't flatter like this."

Lin Miao supported Fang Zhixin to stand firm, turned her head and made a face at the boy: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb, you are so dumb!"

"Okay, okay, stop bickering, where did Zhuang Yu go?" Wu Jing took off the disposable gloves.Scanned around the crowd.

"She said to get something and she will be back in a while." Another boy replied, "Wait for her?"

"No more. She's indispensable. Xiao Miao, go and bring some plates." Wu Jing directed.

Lin Miao muttered reluctantly, "Why is it me again?" Fang Zhixin helped her turn around.There are only a few people, she doesn't have much interest in looking at anyone, and she doesn't notice He Qingqiu either.

Lin Miao stepped on the small high heels and shook her arms and walked to the door.Then he turned back as if thinking of something.He Qingqiu was squeezed to the outside, a small one, silent in the dark, no one noticed her.This is neither a stage nor a crew, no one's flashlights and focus are on her, so He Qingqiu is not only much more relaxed, but Fang Zhixin wonders if she won't find her this night if she doesn't speak.

Lin Miao pushed away the boys who stood in front of her, and brought her face closer: "Mr. He, do you want to go with me?"

Fang Zhixin was busy studying the charcoal fire with Wu Jing, the smoke was lingering, and no one would pay attention to anyone in the darkness, He Qingqiu nodded quickly, and then pulled Lin Miao into the kitchen.

Lin Miao couldn't walk so fast in high heels at all: "Mr. He, let's slow down."

He Qingqiu slowed down, his cheeks blushed a little: "I'm sorry."

"Huh? Oh, it's all right, but you're walking so fast? Is there anyone you don't want to see?" Lin Miao raised her eyebrows, testing He Qingqiu.Everyone has a heart for gossip, not to mention Lin Miao, a girl who is so passionate about gossip.

He Qingqiu didn't realize that Lin Miao was talking to her, bit his lips and said, "No... I'm a little afraid of the dark." This reason is too far-fetched, but every time it helps He Qingqiu get away with it.

Lin Miao let out an oh, and didn't ask any more questions.

By the time the two returned to the backyard with the plates, Wu Jing had already grilled several pairs of chicken wings.Fang Zhixin was still immersed in brushing the sauce.He Qingqiu couldn't move his feet.Holding the plate, he didn't dare to step forward.

"Let's go, Teacher He." Lin Miao gave her a hand.She walked slowly to the table.She didn't dare to make a sound, even her breathing slowed down, and she could even hear her own heartbeat.

"Give me a plate." Fang Zhixin still didn't look up, brushing the sauce with one hand, and stretched out the other hand in front of He Qingqiu.

He Qingqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his head, put the plate in Fang Zhixin's hands, and peeked up, but he could only see Fang Zhixin's hanging hair.

Wu Jing wiped off her sweat, and when she looked towards Fang Zhixin, she saw this very strange scene.Just as she was about to speak, Lin Miao stabbed her beside her.The eyeballs almost popped out.The two exchanged eye contact throughout the whole process, and Wu Jing didn't understand why until the end.

Turning his head again, He Qingqiu had already retreated far away and sat down.

"Sister Jing, are you ready? Give me a bunch of meat. I'm starving to death." A girl complained angrily.

"Okay, okay, whoever of you wants to eat, come and get it yourself." Wu Jing stopped the movements in her hands.Turn around and wash your hands.

"Hey, that girl just now is not your fan, is she?"

Wu Jing took a sip of beer, and elbowed Fang Zhixin.

"What?" Fang Zhixin raised her head.A look of bewilderment.

Wu Jing clicked her tongue a few times: "Little girl just handed you the plate with her face buried in her neck, didn't you see? Are you pretending to be blind?" Wu Jing didn't know Fang Zhixin for a long time, but her personality Carefree, with a typical sharp mouth and tofu heart, talking to Fang Zhixin is also his own sharp style.

"Nuo, where are you sitting? Do you want to go and have a look?" As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Yu walked in holding a large piece of cake.

Everyone gathered around one after another, and someone teased: "Whose birthday is it today? Why is there still cake? Cake with barbecue? It's a perfect match."

"Go, go, who stipulates that cakes can only be eaten on birthdays! Can't I be happy! Eat sweets and be happy!" Zhuang Yu twitched while holding the cake.He stretched his neck and didn't see He Qingqiu.

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