The scheming beauty is always fishing for me

Ye Jin didn't have much energy at first, but when he encountered something that could amuse Xiang Qin, he immediately became interested.

He hooked the corner of his lips: "What if you are not good?"

Xiang Qin: "Nothing to do..."

"How is this possible? Brother Qin won't be able to seduce her boyfriend like this." Ye Jin educated, "You have to say, 'If you are not good, I will kiss you good'."

"..." Xiang Qin also had a fever.

In any case, such words are not his style and cannot be said.

He learned a few words in a low voice: "Kiss me...you are good."

Ye Jinle made a sound, he paused for a while, then hooked his hands towards Qin Gou, motioning him to bow his head, then raised his chin and kissed him.

Although it was just a fever, Ye Jin was still afraid of contagious disease, so he didn't kiss too deeply, just tasted it.

Xiang Qin was probably the only ray of light in his world after his parents passed away.

No matter how low the mood is, seeing Xiang Qin blushing always brings a lot of joy.

The porridge was already cooked, and Xiang Qin brought two bowls to the dining table to keep cold.

Then he went to the bathroom again, drained the cold water from the faucet, let the hot water come out, squeezed out the toothpaste, and put the clean towel aside.

After doing everything well, he asked Ye Jin to wash up.

To be honest, Ye Jin is not used to such meticulous care.

When he was a child, his education at home was to be independent, and his parents were busy, so he couldn't do without independence, and he couldn't rely on the nanny for everything.

No one has ever taken care of him like a child, not letting him into the kitchen, not letting him wash the dishes, and taking his slippers when he gets home...

Being sick always has no appetite, but seeing the little anticipation in Xiang Qin's eyes, Ye Jin still drank slowly, trying to finish the bowl of porridge as much as possible.

"Brother Qin is really good at cooking."

Boyfriends are meant to be bragging.

Seeing Xiang Qin blushing as she wished, Ye Jin obediently took the bowl to the kitchen to wash.

Xiang Qin originally wanted to install a dishwasher, but according to the contract, if he transfers the ownership of the apartment to Ye Jin, when the time comes to separate, Ye Jin will have to wash the dishes by himself.

But now the two are in a relationship... Xiang Qin thought with some uncertainty, they shouldn't break up so soon, right?

Dishwasher just... later?

If Ye Jin knew what Xiang Qin was thinking at the moment, he could break his head off to see what was inside.

Ye Jin took a candy from the display cabinet, it was the one Xiang Qin bought last time.

With his mouth in his mouth, he sat on the deck chair on the balcony and quietly watched the rain outside.

He still bought the recliner.

Because many times when drawing, looking at the scenery outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows will give you more inspiration. When you are tired, lie down and enjoy the scenery again, and your eyes will not be so tired.

Right now I don't have the energy to draw, Ye Jin just wants to take a break and think about the future.

The parents' case will come to an end once the verdict comes out... I don't know who will go to see the King of Hell first, He Jiakai or He Mingsheng.

When Qingming offered incense to his parents, he was finally able to give an explanation so that the two elders could feel at ease in another world.

Besides, he was still thinking about his own future, Xiang Qin's future, and their future.

The little vest that Xiang Qin tried to hide was lost, and Ye Jin hasn't figured out how to get rid of it yet, so talk to Xiang Qin.

Hiding it all the time is definitely not a problem, but rashly poking it open, Ye Jin was afraid of Xiang Qin's embarrassment. She was already very thin-skinned.

Speaking of which... he still doesn't know what Xiang Qin's job is.

Sand painting should not be his main job. Considering Xiang Qin's economic situation, the current sand painting industry market should not be enough to support him to buy a house in just a few years.

Well……

Ye Jin suddenly thought of a very serious question... How old is Xiang Qin?

If the high school is at the same level as him and in a different class, it must be the same age as him, or at most one year older than him.

Ye Jin was more interested in this question than Xiang Qin's vest, he had to find a way to check Xiang Qin's ID card.

Ye Jin just turned around and was about to talk to Xiang Qin, but found that there was no one in the living room.

He leaned over and looked at the study room, but there was no one there.

Ye Jin stepped into her slippers and came to the bedroom, when she heard a small sound coming from the bathroom with the door closed.

He raised his eyebrows, approached with light steps, and then slowly opened the bathroom door: "Brother Qin——"

Xiang Qin was squatting on the ground, with a basin in front of him, with some clothes in it.

"boom--"

Caught off guard, Xiang Qin accidentally knocked over the water and sat down on the ground.

Xiang Qin was stunned, and Ye Jin was also stunned.

What Xiang Qin is washing is the underwear/pants that Ye Jin changed after taking a bath last night.

Ye Jin's ears turned red slightly, he turned his eyes away, clenched his fists to his lips and coughed lightly——

Usually, he would wash it off after taking a shower, but he really forgot about it last night. He didn't expect Xiang Qin to sneak into the bathroom to help him wash it.

It really is……

"Where did it hurt?"

Ye Jin helped Xiang Qin up, at first he was a little embarrassed, but when he saw Xiang Qin's face flushed, the slight embarrassment disappeared immediately.

"Hey, what's the matter with Brother Qin?" Ye Jin suppressed a smile, "You are the one who secretly washes underwear/pants, and you are the one who is ashamed in the end."

Xiang Qin faltered: "I... I see it's here, so I just washed it by the way..."

If the temperature is taken right now, the temperature on Xiang Qin's face is probably higher than that on Ye Jin's forehead.

"Oh~" Ye Jin was almost sweating from laughter, he led Xiang Qin to the bedroom: "Is it polite to help wash underwear?"

Xiang Qin lowered his left hand, like a child who has done something wrong: "Can't you wash..."

Ye Jin looked for clean pants in the closet: "Then can I wash them for you?"

Xiang Qin: "Then, it's not good..."

Ye Jin was directly amused: "Xiang Qin has double standards."

He found a pair of clean trousers, the same gray trousers he wore as a model for painting last time, and threw them on the bed so that he could rush to Qin Yang with his chin: "Change quickly, don't catch a cold."

"..." Xiang Qin hesitated to speak.

Ye Jin couldn't guess what he was thinking: "Didn't I read it all before, and help you—"

Xiang Qin was afraid that he would say something shocking to heaven, so he interrupted hastily: "Respect!"

Ye Jin was a little tired from laughing, he sat down on the edge of the bed, looked straight at Xiang Qin: "I'll look at my boyfriend, it's not illegal."

Xiang Qin was dizzy from being coaxed by a boyfriend, and he didn't care about blushing and heart beating wildly. He put his hands on the waist of his trousers honestly, but his body temperature was a little too hot.

He originally thought that only the outer pants were wet, but after taking them off, he found that the inside was also wet, so he had to take them off together.

Not far away beside the bed, Ye Jin was still watching with a smile, making comments from time to time.

"Brother Qin has really long legs."

"Great muscles."

"Well—it's quite big, too."

Xiang Qin's face was blushing, and the blood had already started to spread towards his neck.

"It seems to be getting bigger?" Ye Jin said pointedly, "But I'm a sick person today, brother Qin should be reluctant to let me come, right? Make it yourself, okay?"

Xiang Qin was about to explode: "Zijin, don't be like this..."

"Brother Qin has to fulfill his obligations as a boyfriend." Ye Jin got up, approached slowly, and whispered into Xiang Qin's ear, "If you think it's a bad day, I'll help you close the curtains ..."

Xiang Qin blushed and said hoarsely, "I'm going to the bathroom—"

"No, it's right here."

Xiang Qin looked straight into his eyes, Ye Jin didn't panic at all, and Xiang Qin couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

But he didn't expect that in the next second, Xiang Qin threw him on the bed, his face pressed against his neck and he didn't speak.

The slightly stiff hair made Ye Jin itchy, and the laughter even resonated in the chest.

He held Xiang Qin's back slightly, pretending to be surprised: "Brother Qin, what are you going to do?"

"Jinjin..." Xiang Qin was short of breath, and he was bored for a long time before speaking, "This is too much...give me some time, okay?"

Ye Jin paused for a moment, and her heart softened to the point of utter confusion.

Who can not like this.

Who can not love.

"it is good--"

Xiang Qin didn't get up, so he obediently pressed Ye Jin into his arms, and waited for a reaction while hugging him.

It really looks like a big dog.

This period of calming down was a bit long, if it wasn't for Xiang Qin's heavy breathing, Ye Jin would have fallen asleep.

He patted Xiang Qin's back lightly to comfort him.

As a result, after patting for a while, Xiang Qin couldn't hold back, raised his body and held his wrist, pressing it against his ear.

Ye Jin looked at him suspiciously.

Xiang Qin held his breath: "It's even more uncomfortable to shoot..."

Ye Jin laughed until her body couldn't help trembling: "Otherwise, don't hold back."

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Come, come, 33 red envelopes late.

This chapter made me laugh all the time hahahaha, so cute