Wasting precious time on the question of “what to eat” is foolish.
Qin Sheng found a nearby K Ji.
The preference for fried foods is etched into human DNA—even Qin Sheng can’t resist.
When she was young, just catching the scent would stop her in her tracks; she’d often use her pocket money to buy some, and her little face would become adorably round from eating.
As she got a bit older, she lost interest.
In a girl’s world, eating and staying thin are the two most important things.
The best thing is to eat while getting thinner at the same time—that’s the ultimate achievement in life… Too bad it doesn’t work that way.
But as for Qin Ge, growing up, he not only never touched this kind of junk food, he hadn’t even tasted La Tiao, because his mother thought it was beneath them.
Back then, Qin Sheng even felt a little sorry for him, but looking back now, it’s laughable—new money is just new money, always insisting on such trivial, irrelevant things.
It was pretty crowded at noon. Shen Xiyan was led by the hand, lining up with her to order food.
“Hello, what would you like to order…?”
“What do you want to eat?” Shen Xiyan asked Qin Sheng.
Qin Sheng obediently stood beside Shen Xiyan, their arms swinging with her movement. Looking at the dazzling menu, she thought for a moment and said, “I want that Psyduck~~”
“Excuse me, is the toy set still available?”
The staff was briefly dazed by Qin Sheng’s Sheng Shi Mei Yan, then gave a slightly apologetic look: “Sorry, that’s been so popular lately, it’s already sold out…”
“See? It’s gone.”
Qin Sheng complained, biting her lip, “Ugh! It’s supposed to be for kids, yet all these adults are snatching it up—don’t they feel any shame?”
“Forget it, let’s just get something simple.”
Shen Xiyan ordered a meal set. Qin Sheng only wanted a packet of fries and a sundae—still within his ability to afford.
“You’re only eating this?”
“My appetite is really small. Just putting it in my mouth to savor is enough to fill me up.”
Savor what?
Shen Xiyan didn’t dare ask and didn’t want to.
“I’ll wait here for the food, you go find a seat…”
“Okay, hubby!”
“ ??? ”
“Is that your girlfriend?”
Shen Xiyan glanced back, saw Qin Sheng had already walked away, and couldn’t be bothered to correct the staff’s slip of the tongue.
So tiring.
After getting the food, he saw Qin Sheng sitting on a small stool by the window, the sunlight shining straight in, while next to her was an empty Da Sha Fa, soft and shaded.
“There’s still a seat over there. Why do you have to sit here?”
“Because I want to be closer to you! Negative 18 centimeters—face-to-face might as well be a whole meter, no thanks!”
Qin Sheng pulled Shen Xiyan down to sit, helped him wipe the sweat off his hands, and stretched her small legs between his, so their legs were crossed and touching.
Today, she wore a short skirt, and Shen Xiyan was in shorts too. Once they sat close, what they felt was skin softer and smoother than the palm.
Couldn’t help but nuzzle closer.
Qin Sheng gazed at him with puppy eyes, “Xiyan~~”
Just as Qin Sheng made a move to snuggle, Shen Xiyan flinched away like he’d been shocked.
Teasing recklessly is sure to stir up trouble.
Qin Sheng clung to his legs and refused to let go.
“Don’t run! You made me feel good just now, so now it’s my turn to make you feel good…” Qin Sheng chuckled, rubbing her calf against Shen Xiyan’s, making him feel tingly and numb.
But does Shen Xiyan not know her by now?
Whenever she’s happy, she spaces out and can’t help but show off—shaking and bouncing her legs, that’s how she expresses it.
“I think you’re the one enjoying this.”
The more Shen Xiyan struggled, the tighter Qin Sheng held.
Who knows where she got such strength?
“We can both feel good~~ I’m really grateful, you give me a drop of kindness, I’ll give you a path of welcome, a spring in return…”
…I’ve even thought of all the positions—someday I’ll do Shuang Ma Wei, and we’ll “rock back and forth” together…”
Apologize to those idioms, you rascal!
“But Xiyan~~ you’ve got so much leg hair, it’s poking me and making me uncomfortable.”
“Then let go!”
Shen Xiyan slapped her hand away.
Qin Sheng countered with a move: “He Jin Yin Locks the Eldest Senior Brother.”
Speaking of leg hair, you can’t help but mention the silly things Shen Xiyan did during puberty.
Who knows what got into him, but he actually went and shaved his leg hair.
He didn’t even have that much body hair, but still ended up with a pair of hairy legs.
He regretted it deeply.
“Nope~ Nope~ I just like getting poked by you! If you can’t even stand a little itch here, won’t your mouth get poked even worse in the future?”
“The hair there is even more messy and curly than leg hair, but I don’t mind!!” Qin Sheng declared righteously.
Shen Xiyan probably didn’t even know he had a mole hidden deep at the root of his thigh—a little secret only Qin Sheng knew.
She’d found it by accident while eating, and almost missed it because of his dark skin.
Qin Sheng pressed her legs tightly together, pouting, “…So this thing I’ve saved for years—when will you finally use your needle to pierce it?”
No words for that.
Wait, why a needle?
“Are you going to eat or not? If not, let’s leave.”
Once they sat down, all Qin Sheng wanted to do was eat everything—except the actual meal.
“All you do is flirt all day.”
“I do not flirt… I just flirt with you.”
Shen Xiyan took a deep breath, words squeezed out between his teeth, “Qin… Sheng…”
Qin Sheng’s pale face panicked, her little hands landed on her knees, sitting up obediently, leaning forward, “Then you have to feed me~~ ah—!!”
“Xiyan? Don’t you want to break up with me cleanly?”
Shen Xiyan fed her a fry, but his finger accidentally brushed Qin Sheng’s soft lips—somehow, even his fingertips could taste a hint of sweetness.
“Qin Sheng…”
“Hmm?”
“For a moment, I really wanted to grab something and block your mouth. Can’t even eat in peace!”
“Aren’t I eating just fine?”
Qin Sheng felt “wronged,” but still happily bit down on a fry, then got up and leaned over the table toward Shen Xiyan. “Xiyan, ah… let me feed you too!”
Shen Xiyan just snapped it in half with his fingers and ate it.
Qin Sheng leaned back and swallowed, complaining, “Why, can’t you use your mouth?”
Shen Xiyan pretended not to hear.
“Fine, then keep feeding me…”
Qin Sheng hid her ambitions well.
Why insist on coming here?
Because there are no utensils!!
Every time Shen Xiyan fed her, his fingertips would brush her lips.
Yes, lips—don’t overthink it.
Suddenly, Qin Sheng opened her mouth and sucked Shen Xiyan’s finger inside, lightly nibbling with her teeth.
“Hey!”
“Mmm mmm…”
The warm, soft sensation brought back memories for Shen Xiyan—of Lin Ci.
“Shu bu shu shufu (Is it comfortable)?”
Qin Sheng’s eyes sparkled mischievously, “Wanna let me lick somewhere else?”
She was very pleased with herself.
With her tongue swirling, who could resist!
With that warmth and slipperiness teasing his fingertips, Shen Xiyan’s mind started to wander in the wrong direction.
He’d actually wiped his hands earlier just to get rid of the sweat—otherwise she wouldn’t enjoy licking them so much.
“It feels… not even half as good as Lin Ci…”
That he couldn’t say—if he did, Qin Sheng would explode.
Shen Xiyan tried to pull his hand back, but couldn’t, gritted his teeth, “It’s nothing special! Let go!”
“I don’t believe you!”
Qin Sheng clung tightly to his wrist, said something after spitting it out, then sucked it back in.
Just as Shen Xiyan was about to get serious, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of something, leaned toward the window and said, “Did you just see two people walk by? Looked like Lin Ci and Wen Wen?”
Qin Sheng didn’t even glance over, “What’s it got to do with me! As if Wen Wen would be here. Can you not change the subject? Am I making you comfortable? Want me to lick somewhere else? Let’s go to You Yi Ku after this…”
Her big eyes stared at the point where her lips and his finger met. She gently spat out his index finger, then took in Shen Xiyan’s middle finger.
After a while, she slipped the damp middle finger out and took in his ring finger.
“Xiyan… I can take in super chu…”
“Enough!” Shen Xiyan pulled hard.
“I’m not done yet!”
“Suck your sister! Can you have some shame?!”
What a load of wild, outrageous words.
Shen Xiyan was losing control. Seeing that he couldn’t take it anymore, Qin Sheng suddenly bit down hard on his finger.
“Hiss…”
Shen Xiyan winced from the pain, loosened his grip a little, and felt his fingers sucked into her mouth again.
This time, they went too deep—before he could say anything, she gagged, turned her head and started dry heaving, her face scrunched up in discomfort.
“Serves you right!”
Shen Xiyan looked at his fingers, which bore two or three faint bite marks, wet and a little chilly from the air conditioning.
Qin Sheng was clearly suffering, but still pretended to act bashful, “You actually deep-throated me?”
“That’s called ‘poking your throat with a finger’!”
“How’s using a finger any different? You’re so bad…”
Shen Xiyan took a tissue: “Don’t talk to me… That’s disgusting, isn’t it?”
“Was it comfortable?”
“It was nothing special!”
“I don’t believe you!” Qin Sheng confidently grabbed Shen Xiyan’s hand to check his pulse.
One second…
Three seconds…
Five seconds…
Not even the slightest acceleration?
“How is that possible?!”
“Because I don’t feel anything for you.”
Compared to Lin Ci’s reserve and shyness, Shen Xiyan honestly couldn’t conjure up any R-rated thoughts about Qin Sheng’s “rough” behavior.
But he didn’t need to explain that.
It was his first time holding the upper hand—he couldn’t help feeling proud.
But seeing the moisture at the corner of Qin Sheng’s mouth… was this really the upper hand?
A win-win?
Shen Xiyan was about to say something when he caught sight of two figures wandering outside the window.
“No, seriously, it really looks like them!”
“Looks like who?” Qin Sheng scooted over and looked in the direction he pointed.
“Look at that—don’t they look like Lin Ci and Wen Wen?”
“Where?”
“Whoa! It really is! Get down!”
Shen Xiyan yanked Qin Sheng down, pressing himself into her lap.
Qin Sheng froze for a moment. Then, as Shen Xiyan’s warm breath fell on her sensitive spot, her eyes rolled, and she followed suit, pressing herself over him.
“Lower! Lower! If Wen Wen sees us—!” Qin Sheng pressed on Shen Xiyan’s neck, doing her best to push his head between her legs, spreading them in cooperation.
When his nose was pressed right up against her, Shen Xiyan suddenly went limp.
A few minutes later, he started to struggle, whimpering.
He finally broke free, half-leaned against the glass, gasping for air.
So scary, he nearly drowned, felt utterly drained.
Just now, he seemed to catch a whiff of the sea.
It was sweat, for sure!
Who dares argue?
They’d be dragged out and beaten to death!
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