The scheming beauty is always fishing for me

Ye Jin could feel Xiang Qin's bewilderment without looking, and he couldn't help laughing.

"If it's Mr. Xiang, it doesn't matter if it's a substitute."

Ye Jin's tone was very light, adding the title of 'Mr. Xiang', inexplicably brought a bit of canary taboo.

Mr. Xiang, the patron, blushed like a tomato, and didn't know how to respond: "It's not a substitute..."

Ye Jin: "Oh... so you only like me? Don't you like your first love?"

"..."

Xiang Qin felt that this question could not be answered either.

He pursed his lower lip, pondered for two seconds, then quickly lowered his head, and made a sound——Xiang Qin lay down on the pillow again, as if nothing had happened: "Good night... Shujin."

There was a bit of begging for mercy in his tone.

Ye Jin touched the corner of her lips... there is progress.

Although he still kissed her lips sloppily, at least he took the initiative once.

The lowest temperature has been below zero in the past few days, which is very cold.

Therefore, lying on the bed covered with a thick mattress has become an extremely happy thing.

Xiang Qin's body temperature was very high, and Ye Jin clung to him openly, even warming up by more than one degree with her own body temperature.

Xiang Qin couldn't sleep a little bit, he hadn't fully recovered from the sudden change in his relationship today.

When the breathing beside him slowed down and the surroundings became quiet, he felt a little unreal in a trance.

Loving someone is always fantasizing, but in the past, Xiang Qin never imagined that he was with Ye Jin.

So when this day really came, Xiang Qin didn't even know how he should react.

I don't know what his first action should be when he wakes up tomorrow morning, or what his first sentence should be.

How do ordinary lovers get along?Kiss and hug?

But are he and Ye Jin considered ordinary lovers?

The word 'lover' was a bit hot, so Xiang Qin said it silently twice before falling asleep in a daze.

What Ye Jin said has been echoing in my ears: "I like you too, maybe more than you think."

Also, Ye Jin introduced to Tan Jin: "It's a boyfriend."

……

Lunar New Year's Eve is here.

There are more people in the supermarket than Ye Jin imagined.

There are not many local people born and raised in the first-tier cities, Ye Jin thought that most of them returned to their hometowns, and there should not be many left behind.

But it's not a surprise, Ye Jin didn't seriously visit the supermarket to buy New Year's goods years ago.

He was wearing a navy blue down jacket today, which was the same style as Xiang Qin.

He bought this. He wanted to give him the scarf and gloves that Xiang Qin gave him last time years ago. He wanted to buy a pair of the same style to wear with Xiang Qin to tease him.

I didn't know that yesterday I suddenly fast-forwarded into a relationship with a boyfriend. It just so happens that it can be used as a couple outfit.

Ye Jin rubbed her hands: "What do you want to buy?"

He has no idea about New Year's goods.

Today's New Year's goods are also very different from before.

Xiang Qin remembers that when he was a child, he had to buy new clothes for the New Year, dry goods, such as bacon and sausages, and prepare a bucket of rice cakes. If he was in the countryside, he could also make them himself.

I will also buy some peanut candy, wine, nuts... for relatives who come to visit for New Year's greetings.

Then buy an old hen many days in advance and keep it at home, and eat it under the old hen soup on the first day of the new year.

Chinese New Year used to be a very complicated matter, but now everyone keeps things simple.

"I want to buy vegetables, frozen food, and your favorite seafood..." Xiang Qin counted them down, "I want to buy another pair of Spring Festival couplets."

In the past few years, he lived alone. At that time, he had no money to buy a house, and he lived alone in a rented house. It was deserted, and it didn't matter to him whether he posted Spring Festival couplets or not.

But this year is different, with Ye Jin here, Xiang Qin wants to send him all positive and good wishes.

"I still need to buy a fish." Xiang Qin pursed his lips and smiled indistinctly, "There is more than enough every year."

This Ye Jin knew that every time his family went to a hotel for New Year's Eve dinner, the hotel staff would burn a whole fish and put it on the table.

He wrote down everything that Xiang Qin said he needed to buy in the memo, and then went shopping with Xiang Qin one by one.

"This is the front leg of a pig! Lean meat is cheaper than the rear leg!" The uncle who sold pork introduced, "Do you want it? If you want it, take two together, and it will be cheaper for you."

Xiang Qin: "Then get two."

The uncle took the pig's knuckle and chopped it into small pieces. Ye Jin was a little surprised. It was the first time he knew that the prices of things in the supermarket could be changed.

Looking at Qin's appearance, he was obviously used to it.

They also weighed five catties of pure lean meat, bought some beef and mutton, and bought a rib of pork and mutton.

I didn't buy much seafood, Xiang Qin wanted to order it back, but Ye Jin refused: "Seafood is easy to die, there is no need to buy it, and you can't eat it."

Xiang Qin said seriously, "You can eat."

Ye Jin curled her lips: "That won't work, I just want to eat the same plate as Brother Qin."

Xiang Qin blushed quietly, and changed the subject: "I still need to buy side dishes, and there is no old ginger at home."

Onions and garlic should also be prepared, as well as missing sauces, otherwise there will be no place to buy during the Chinese New Year.

The ingredients are all in the vegetable section, Xiang Qin pushed the cart and walked two steps, only to find that Ye Jin hadn't followed.

He looked back for a moment: "What's the matter? Is there anything I didn't buy?"

Ye Jin shook her head, and stretched out her hand towards Qin: "Hands are cold."

A second later, Xiang Qin silently took his hand, hid it on the side of his coat and covered it, his ears were red.

He was still a little impatient, afraid that the passers-by around would find that they were quietly holding hands.

Xiang Qin is not afraid of being noticed, but he doesn't want Ye Jin to be constantly scrutinized because of this kind of thing.

"Get some celery."

Xiang Qin paused: "You...don't like to eat?"

Ye Jin raised her eyebrows, leaned closer to Qin and asked, "How does Brother Qin know that I don't like celery?"

Xiang Qin dodged his eyes, he didn't know that Ye Jin already knew that they were classmates at the same school, and he didn't dare to mention the past too much, for fear of making too many mistakes.

The high school they attended was a key high school, and the food in the cafeteria was very good and cheap.

Xiang Qin didn't follow Ye Jin on purpose, but occasionally, among the hundreds of students in the school, he would run into Ye Jin once or twice in the cafeteria, perhaps at back-to-back dining tables, or facing each other across two tables.

His liking for Ye Jin was gradually figured out during the two years of high school.

Maybe it's useless, but he

In fact, Ye Jin's performance is not obvious, he doesn't like to eat, but he won't waste it, as long as he orders food, he will definitely finish it.

It's just that every time he eats the shredded pork in fried shredded pork with celery first, the celery is left to chew with the rice at the end.

Occasionally, if you get close, when Xiang Qin raises his eyes, you can see Ye Jin's pretty brows frowning inconspicuously when he is eating celery.

Xiang Qin didn't want to say it, and Ye Jin didn't force him either.

He picked up a celery: "But don't you like to eat it?"

Xiang Qin was startled: "How do you know..."

Ye Jinyan said succinctly: "The last time I ate hot pot, Zhong Buyun ordered a serving of celery when ordering food."

The order was ordered, but Zhong Buyun and Fang Nanshui didn't eat it, obviously they could only order it for Xiang Qin, and Xiang Qin picked up celery quite often.

"Buy some fried shredded pork back home." Ye Jin squeezed Qin's hand and asked intentionally, "I'll eat shredded pork and you eat celery, okay?"

"it is good……"

Be cautious when buying vegetables. Some vegetables cannot be stored and are easy to spoil.

"Can you buy dried tomatoes, zucchini, and shiitake mushrooms?" Ye Jin raised her eyes, "Will fresh shiitake mushrooms go bad easily?"

Xiang Qin said seriously: "Dried shiitake mushrooms are not very tasty."

Ye Jin suppressed a smile, he finally found out: "Brother Qin is quite picky?"

He discovered it when he ate hot pot last time. When he was halfway through eating, Zheng Yuanlin put a plate of Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum in the clear soup pot in the middle, and he never moved his chopsticks again.

When Ye Jin asked, he said he was full.

Xiang Qin was a little embarrassed: "It's okay..."

When I was a child, the family conditions were not good, and his mother was very stubborn and had a strong desire to control the child. Whether Xiang Qin liked it or not, as long as the food was nutritious, he would force Xiang Qin to eat it.

Like fatty meat, he. Mom insisted that boys should eat fatty meat, so that they almost got ptsd when they were young.

For a long time, he felt physically sick when he saw fat.

In the next two years, he slowly lived according to his own preferences, and he became much more relaxed mentally.

After shopping around again, the two picked some fruits and a box of cherries to go back. Now is the season for selling cherries, and the price is not low. A small box costs nearly [-].

Ye Jin walked in front holding Xiang Qin's hand, Xiang Qin obediently pulled the cart and followed, the handshake between the two still attracted many people's attention.

Of course, it's also because they have good looks.

Xiang Qin's appearance was not exquisite, but it was still in the upper middle class.

Needless to say, Ye Jin would be accosted at least once out of three times on average.

Seeing the wine area, Ye Jin raised her lower lip suddenly: "Buy a bottle of red wine and go back?"

Xiang Qin hesitated for a moment: "I don't want to buy from the supermarket, I'll get it from Zhong Buyun."

There is no particularly good red wine in the supermarket, he is afraid that Ye Jin will not be used to drinking it.

Ye Jin has no opinion, what to drink is not the point, the point is who to drink with, who is to get drunk...cough.

"It seems that I can go to pay the bill."

It took them more than two hours to go shopping in the supermarket, and they had bought all the things they needed to buy. They could guarantee that they would not die of starvation if they did not go out for ten days.

The Spring Festival couplets were also at the cash register. After discussing, they picked a pair of couplets that were not too big or too small.

Ye Jin said naturally: "Next year I can handwrite Spring Festival couplets, but this year it's too late and I don't have the tools."

Xiang Qin was stunned for a while.

Ye Jin's handwriting is beautiful, and it must be excellent when writing Spring Festival couplets.

It's just that he never thought that they will have next year.

The heart was beating "Boom, Boom", and Xiang Qin easily captured its desire.

The noisy sounds around him gradually faded away, only Ye Jin's figure remained in Xiang Qin's eyes, and only his voice was in his ears.

Ye Jin put the Spring Festival couplets into the shopping cart, then looked at her eyes, and smiled at Qin: "Is the thing we bought by mistake last time still there?"

Xiang Qin came back to his senses, and it took him a while to remember what it was.

The first time he met Ye Jin to meet the contract regulations, he went to the supermarket and accidentally dropped a box of covers in the shopping cart.

Xiang Qin's face flushed red: "Throw it away."

Ye Jin: "Why? That box is not cheap."

Xiang Qin said vaguely, "It's useless."

Ye Jin curled her lips, leaned closer and said to Qin Youyou: "Why can't I use it? I don't want to use it with me...or it won't fit, the size is too small?"

"!"

Xiang Qin really didn't want to be in front of so many people in the supermarket with his face flushed and smoke coming out of his head.

But really, really, can't stand it.

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Xiang Xiaoqin: Is this progress too fast too fast...

Still 33 red envelopes.