I kicked the male lead away

Fang Zhilan circled around the stove, while Chu Qingshu sat quietly at the table, propped her head up and looked at her.

Although the girl was not tall, she matched with a small face the size of a palm, which was very suitable. Under the light, her skin was fair, and her eyes revealed tranquility.

Fang Zhilan turned her head while holding the bowl, and saw Chu Qingshu staring at her intently without blinking.

……

She pretended not to see, walked over with her head down, and put the bowl in front of Chu Qingshu: "Eat it quickly, or the hour will pass soon."

Only then did Chu Qingshu realize that what she made was a bowl of noodles.

The noodles are delicate, the noodle soup is clear, and a steaming poached egg is sprinkled on the side of the bowl, garnished with green onion, which makes people appetite.

"Eat." Seeing her not moving her chopsticks, Fang Zhilan urged, "Why are you standing there?"

Hearing this, Chu Qingshu picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles very politely.

Only then did Fang Zhilan breathe a sigh of relief, but now she held her head with a smile on her lips, watching Chu Qingshu eating noodles.

This bowl of noodles was eaten very quietly, only the sound of dripping rain under the eaves accompanied the two of them.

Chu Qingshu finished eating a bowl of noodles, put down her chopsticks, and met her eyes: "Ah Lan."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

This is the first bowl of longevity noodles that Chu Qingshu has eaten in her life.

It turns out that a flat bowl of noodles can taste so good.

"You're welcome." Fang Zhilan stretched out her fingers with both hands, and pressed the corners of Chu Qingshu's lips across the table, giving her an upward arc, "Birthdays, you should always be happy."

"Yeah." Chu Qingshu responded in a low voice, reaching out to grab her fingers, "I'm very happy."

Her five fingers were tightly clenched in her palm, and she couldn't break free anymore.

Chu Qingshu changed from holding onto Fang Zhilan's palm with her fingertips at the beginning, and she did not hide the darkness in her eyes.

Fang Zhilan tried to pull her hand back, but she couldn't dodge it.

In the end, Chu Qingshu had no choice but to let go of her hand: "You."

Fang Zhilan had no choice but to pretend that she didn't hear, and went back to the stove with the bowls and chopsticks to clean up.

After tidying up everything, when she turned around, she saw that Chu Qingshu hadn't left, she was still looking at herself quietly, without taking her eyes off her.

"You..." Fang Zhilan avoided her gaze, "Aren't you going back to sleep?"

"En." Chu Qingshu nodded, "Let's go together."

There was an upward wooden staircase next to the small kitchen. Chu Qingshu usually went upstairs from here. Seeing that the two of them were finally going to part, she was relieved.

Who would have thought that Qingshu had clearly lifted her foot up the stairs, but she suddenly said, "Ah Lan."

"Huh?" Fang Zhilan was so nervous that her whole body trembled, afraid that Chu Qingshu would ask her for the answer to that question half a month ago.

Unexpectedly, Chu Qingshu didn't mention this, and instead said: "Sima Chen is a deep-minded person, and he is influenced by power. He is definitely not a good person."

?

Fang Zhilan was at a loss, why did she tell her this in a proper way?

She nodded numbly: "I know."

"Why is there still..." Chu Qingshu's tone suddenly became a little anxious, but she still stopped after all, "That's all."

She said softly, "promise me, forget about him, please?"

I didn't keep Sima Chen in my heart at all, so why did I talk about forgetting, I couldn't agree to this sentence.

She stood at the bottom of the stairs with a blank expression, and in Chu Qingshu's eyes, it became another attitude.

An inexplicable air was stuck in her heart, and Chu Qingshu clenched her hands hanging by her side into fists: "Do you really like him that much?"

"No." Fang Zhilan shook her head quickly, "Never."

She denied it so quickly, clearly trying to hide it, and Chu Qingshu's eyes were filled with pain.

She stepped up, walked down the stairs slowly, and walked up to Fang Zhilan: "Really?"

"Really." Fang Zhilan nodded desperately, "It's more real than real gold."

"It's okay." Chu Qingshu smiled softly, "Even if you lied to me, I'm already very happy if you can put your heart into it."

Fang Zhilan was stunned, it was not right to deny it, and it was even more wrong to admit it. It seemed that in Chu Qingshu's eyes, she had no love for Sima Chen anyway.

But it's clear that she doesn't even have affection for him.

Before Fang Zhilan could react, Chu Qingshu suddenly took something from her neck and hung it on Fang Zhilan's neck.

She bowed her head, and it was a jade pendant with a bright color, tied with a red string.

Chu Qingshu lowered her brows and eyes, like a bodhi, and raised her lips slightly: "This is the thank you gift for that bowl of noodles tonight."

Fang Zhilan's nose suddenly turned red uncontrollably.

The thing that she has coveted for a long time and has been thinking about, now hangs heavily in her heart.

This thing hangs on the chest, there is nowhere to hide, and its weight can be felt all the time.

The jade pendant was shining brightly, illuminating Fang Zhilan's hidden conscience nowhere to hide.

Those who don't know it must think that this is just an ordinary and slightly larger jade pendant.

But Fang Zhilan knew what was in it.

The military power of Qi State is in the hands of General Chu, and one hundred thousand soldiers are dispatched by a small tiger talisman.

If the tiger talisman is in hand, no matter who it is, it can mobilize thousands of troops.

The reason why General Chu is in deep trouble is not unrelated to the effect of this tiger talisman.

Whether it is a high-ranking person or an ambitious person, they all stare at this soldier talisman.

But now, after planning for so long, she finally got what she wanted, and this thing fell into her own hands.

"Congratulations to the host~~~~" The system was so happy that it sprinkled flowers in circles, "The luck value has risen to 60~~"

Fang Zhilan twitched the corners of her mouth, but couldn't laugh at all.

Suddenly, a tear fell from her eye socket.

Almost invisible.

Chu Qingshu frowned, holding Fang Zhilan's face with both hands: "Why are you crying?"

"I'm fine." Fang Zhilan stretched out her hand, trying to wipe away her tears, but more tears flowed uncontrollably.

The more Chu Qingshu comforted her softly, the more guilty Fang Zhilan felt.

The accumulation of guilt made her breathless, and she threw herself into Chu Qingshu's arms, wrapping her arms around her waist: "I...I'm a liar, I've been lying to you all this time. I'm lying to you, woo woo woo I'm a bad guy woo..."

She was talking incoherently, and kept sobbing, so Chu Qingshu had no choice but to pat her on the back lightly, and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, it's fine, it's windy outside, let's go inside and talk."

The two went directly to Fang Zhilan's bedroom, and Chu Qingshu poured her a glass of water.

Under the light, Chu Qingshu's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were as red as a rabbit, and she was still sobbing softly.

But at least he stopped, at least he didn't cry like he just did, only two lines of tears fell down.

Fang Zhilan held the cup to warm her hands, Chu Qingshu smiled, and wiped the tears from her cheeks with her fingertips: "Why are you crying so well?"

Fang Zhilan took a sip of hot tea, and finally calmed down. After being coaxed by her in such a soft voice, the tears couldn't help falling down again, "I'm a liar, I lied to your jade pendant, And lied to your heart... I, I'm just for power..."

He is an out-and-out, unpredictable bad guy.

Hearing her words, Chu Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled and approached Fang Zhilan's cheek: "In that case, you might as well lie to me more."

As she spoke, her lips imprinted on Zhilan's reddened eye ends, savoring carefully.

Then, following the tear stains, he licked the tears off her face drop by drop.

The sudden kiss made Fang Zhilan stop crying, her eyes widened and she didn't dare to move.

But Chu Qingshu was not satisfied with just tasting it.

Her eyes darkened, and her eyes fell on Fang Zhilan's tender lips.

Chu Qingshu still remembers the feeling of kissing her when she fell into the river.

There is nothing softer than this.

As thoughts surged, lips touched.

Fang Zhilan straightened her back, she had nowhere to hide, so she had to let Chu Qingshu gnaw on her arbitrarily.

In this brutality, there is an inexplicable gentleness.

I don't know when the rain outside the window has stopped, and the sound of crocodile suddenly rises, waking up the east wind all night.

Tonight I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is fresh through the green window screens.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Zhilan felt as if she was drowning, holding her breath so hard that she was about to blush, and finally couldn't help turning her head to avoid Chu Qingshu.

Her soft auricles brushed against Chu Qingshu's lips like this, with a scorching heat.

One has blushing cheeks, like peach blossoms on a branch.

The other has a calm expression, as usual.

How unfair!

Fang Zhilan stammered: "You...you don't blame me?"

"What's your fault?" Although Chu Qingshu's expression seemed serious, she leaned against Fang Zhilan unseriously, and played with a strand of her long hair with her fingers, "Ah Lan, I'm very Glad you can confess this to me."

The guilt in Fang Zhilan's heart finally felt better, and she pushed Chu Qingshu who was pressing on her shoulder: "It's so late, you should go back to your room and sleep first."

"Go back to the room and sleep?" Chu Qingshu raised her eyebrows, "Send the Buddha to the west, cheat people to the end, since you cheated my heart, don't you plan to cheat other things?"

She spoke with her lips against Fang Zhilan's ears, her breath was like blue, but her words were like a monster in the mountains.

Fang Zhilan inexplicably thought of the vixen in the story book "Night Questions".

But I am not a pure scholar, but a pure female college student.

However, before Fang Zhilan made up her mind to refuse, she was hugged by Chu Qingshu to the bed.

With her black hair spread out, Chu Qingshu pressed her up, clinging to her as if she was weak and boneless.

"A-Lan." The tip of her nose arched against her neck again, "Why is your body so fragrant?"

With a unique taste of sweetness, when Chu Qingshu was in the imperial city, there were some so-called handkerchief handouts. They put on makeup, but they were not as natural as Fang Zhilan.

Chu Qingshu was like a heartless and desireless Guanyin, but what she said made Fang Zhilan's mouth dry.

"It's just..." she said weakly, "It's osmanthus oil."

"Nonsense." Chu Qingshu lightly nibbled on her neck.

Clearly even the skin is fragrant.

Fang Zhilan shuddered after being bitten by her, tears were about to fall out again.

Then Chu Qingshu quickly kissed her eyes.