Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

This sudden move made Jiang Jingqiu even more afraid to move. He stiffened his body and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

After making sure that Mo Qingling had calmed down again, Jiang Jingqiu backed away carefully, but he just backed away.

Mo Qingling's eyelids trembled, Jiang Jingqiu stopped breathing, and kept looking at the person in front of him.

Until the eyelids with slender eyelashes fluttered, and then slowly opened them.

Both of them were stunned, especially Mo Qingling who was stunned. Perhaps because of shock, his lips moved, and his teeth lightly bit Jiang Jingqiu's lips.

Jiang Jingqiu kicked the person off directly, and Mo Qingling was kicked off the bed before he could react.

Sitting down on the ground, he was still dazed, and turned his head to look at Jiang Jingqiu blankly.

Then, under Jiang Jingqiu's shameless eyes, he slowly raised his hand and touched his lips lightly.

"Are you belittling me?" When Mo Qingling said this, shock was mixed with grievance.

Jiang Jingqiu almost jumped up from the bed, he was frantically holding his clothes, and when he jumped off the bed, he stepped on Mo Qingling's hand.

Mo Qingling exclaimed, Jiang Jingqiu's hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and he hurriedly waved his hands.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry, this is a misunderstanding, I didn't treat you lightly."

"But I saw..."

"You're blind." After saying that, he ran out with the clothes in his arms.

Seeing this, Mo Qingling spoke again, "Wait..."

As a result, these words made Jiang Jingqiu run even faster, and ran all the way to his own room, holding the clothes in his arms, and raised his hand to close the door tightly.

Mo Qingling quickly chased after him and kept knocking on the door, Jiang Jingqiu didn't want to hear what he had to say.

Holding the clothes and laying down on his own bed, it was at this time that he realized that there was actually a red dress in his arms.

Mo Qingling was still knocking on the door outside. After a while, he seemed to sigh softly, feeling very helpless.

"Jiang Jingqiu, is it possible that you are in love with me? Then you won't run away with my clothes in your arms."

Jiang Jingqiu: "..."

He had never been so embarrassed in his life. He looked down at the clothes he was holding in his hands. Finally, he walked quickly to open the door, threw the red clothes in his hands into Mo Qingling's arms very quickly, and then quickly closed the door.

Before Mo Qingling could react, the door in front of him closed again. He originally wanted to raise his hand to knock on the door, but in the end he hesitated, but he still didn't do so.

Standing outside the house, he raised his hand to brush his lips, and a smile slowly rose from the corner of his lips.

It seemed that Jiang Jingqiu's breath was still on the lips, but Jiang Jingqiu's lips were really soft.

Thinking of this, his eyes slowly filled with a smile, he turned and walked back to his room.

Jiang Jingqiu was sitting on the bed with his head in his arms, he was in a bad mood, he had just kissed Mo Qingling.

Or was he kissed by Mo Qingling?But does it count?Mo Qingling didn't even wake up.

what is this?Now the more he thinks about it, the more he feels something is wrong. Thinking of the scriptures Mo Qingling bought for him, he immediately found a reason for himself.

That's right, the words I read these days must be wrong, otherwise how could he be like this?

Obviously he only regarded Mo Qingling as a friend, but after reading those scripts, his heart beat really accelerated just now.

too scary……

Thinking of this, he shook his body violently, shaking off goose bumps all over his body.

Both he and Mo Qingling are men, how is this possible, he obviously likes women.

He kept doing psychological training for himself, comforted himself, waited until he opened the door, and unexpectedly saw Mo Qingling standing outside.

Holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, he looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Jingqiu frowned, "You did it?"

Mo Qingling nodded, Jiang Jingqiu didn't believe it at all, he had eaten the food made by Mo Qingling before.

Not only was the taste unpalatable, Mo Qingling obviously didn't know much about it, and after taking a sip, he felt that he didn't have much talent in cooking.

After that, I never took the initiative to cook again, this time it was really unprecedented.

Mo Qingling raised her eyebrows, and with a look of expectation in her eyes, she walked into the room with the porridge and put it on the table.

Looking at the lean pork porridge with a few green onions floating on it.

Jiang Jingqiu sat down slowly, and looked up at Mo Qingling suspiciously.

"Have you tried it yourself?"

Mo Qingling chuckled, "This morning..."

"I'll drink!" Jiang Jingqiu interrupted him without saying a word.

He picked up a spoon and tasted it, and soon his brows were furrowed. The shredded meat was undercooked, and there was an unpleasant fishy smell.

Forget it, the point is that even the rice comes with it, he put the porridge in his mouth, swallowed it with difficulty, and took a long time before opening his mouth.

"Mo Qingling, stop cooking, it's a waste of ingredients."

"Uh..." Mo Qingling fell silent, her expression was a little unsightly, and she simply lifted her robe and sat beside Jiang Jingqiu.

Raising his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, a pair of soft eyes stared at Jiang Jingqiu.

"Actually, if I cook, I can learn and you can teach me."

When Mo Qingling said this, her voice was deep and pleasant.I have to say that just hearing this voice makes my ears tingle.

Coupled with the pampering taste in these words, Jiang Jingqiu's body was a little stiff and he froze in place.

The hand holding the spoon froze in place, and he could clearly feel Mo Qingling's gaze even if he didn't turn his head.

He had to start to wonder, could it be that he was taking revenge on himself because he kissed Mo Qingling this morning?

Haven't you already apologized?Besides, he will have today, and he is also responsible.

After all, he bought those scripts for him to read.

After a while Jiang Jingqiu collected his emotions, put down the spoon in his hand, sat up straight, and coughed lightly.

"You can still wield knives and guns, but it's not appropriate for you to go to the kitchen."

"So...meaning, are you willing to cook for me in the future?"

Jiang Jingqiu frowned, "I haven't been cooking for you?"

Mo Qingling laughed, the laughter was low and hoarse and sweet, and every laugh that vibrated from the chest was extremely seductive.

Jiang Jingqiu also felt a little itchy at the base of his ears, but he didn't feel it before, but now he has to admit that he has never heard of anyone with a voice as beautiful as Mo Qingling.

Don't talk about face, just his voice is enough to make those women's hearts flutter.

"Yeah, I forgot, you've been cooking for me, it's a bit redundant to say that."

Mo Qingling smiled lightly, glanced at the porridge in front of him, and took the spoon from his hand.

He tasted the porridge with the spoon that Jiang Jingqiu had just used. Although the porridge tasted really bad, Mo Qingling felt happy when he ate it in his mouth for some reason.

Jiang Jingqiu frowned in surprise, watching Mo Qingling drink down the bowl of porridge, he felt ill.

Could it be that this person's poison hasn't been cleaned up yet?Lost even the sense of taste now?