Classmate is Not a Demon

Qu Mozang was very slow in feelings, and didn't realize what was wrong with Xu Qing, but Lin Qinghan raised his eyes and glanced casually, "You and her should have a good relationship." Otherwise, he wouldn't share a lease for three years. Lin Qinghan was a little bored with Xu Qing's reaction just now.

Qu Mozeng was stunned: "She was my neighbor in Changning when I was a child. After going abroad, she was entrusted by my dad to take care of me."

Lin Qinghan hummed faintly, picked up the knife and continued cutting potatoes. But in the past three years, she has hardly cooked. Even when she cooks, she simply cooks noodles. She rarely cuts vegetables. She hasn't held a knife for three years. Her hands are a bit raw. The knife is not very stable when cutting.

Qu Mozhang naturally thought about this problem. Watching her adjust the position of the knife several times, she was a little worried: "I'll cut it. You must have been so busy these years that you have not been cooking for a long time."

"Occasionally I still do it, and I will never forget the basic skills. You love tomato sirloin. If you don’t have tomatoes today, you will just use potatoes. I haven’t tasted my dishes for many years. You try to see if I have sparse hands." She lowered her head and said casually, but Qu Mozhen felt her hair hot, and her hand slowed down, just looking at Lin Qinghan.

Her eyes were direct and not evasive, Lin Qinghan was cutting vegetables in her hand but after all she couldn't help but tilt her head to look at Qu Mo Zang. When she thought about it, the knife in her hand was out of focus. When her fingers hurt, Lin Qinghan hissed softly. The knife in his hand stopped suddenly.

Qu Mozhan heard her hissing heartbeat, and quickly looked down, there was bright red on Lin Qinghan's white ring finger. She suddenly changed her face and took the kitchen knife and threw it aside, holding Lin Qinghan's hand: "Let me see, is the injury serious?"

Turning on the faucet to flush the blood clean, a small opening was exposed, and blood was leaking out, but fortunately, the skin and flesh were not very deep. Qu Mozhang glanced at her with an eyebrow, and lowered his head to blow her wounds: "Don't let you come, you have to come, you haven't been able to make sure that your hands are born for so long. Fortunately, the mouth is not big, does it hurt?"

Looking up at Lin Qinghan, the other party's cold face was a little dull and there were some doubts, and Qu Mozang was a little amused: "What's wrong?"

Lin Qinghan pursed her lips and muttered: "It's not a handman, it's you looking at me, I'm easily distracted."

Qu Mozhen:...

After speaking, she looked at her injured finger seriously: "I watch TV, don't I put my finger in my mouth to stop the bleeding?"

Qu Mozhan opened her eyes slightly, and her cheeks were a little hot. If it weren't for Lin Qinghan's serious and indifferent appearance, she would think this person was teasing her. She coughed softly and tried to stay calm: "If you don't learn well, watch some dog-blood idol dramas. Not only are there bacteria in the saliva, there is no scientific basis for hemostasis."

Lin Qinghan nodded, suddenly realized. Qu Mozhan sorted out his emotions and cut the remaining potatoes. Lin Qinghan handed over the thawed beef, and was patted by Qu Mozhan, "Stay by your side, don't move."

Lin Qinghan was a little innocent: "Just a small hole, it's okay."

Qu Mozhen ignored her, cut the sirloin, blanched it, and cut the side dishes. Then she was a little bit troubled. She had never made potato sirloin, but the ingredients at home hadn't been prepared in advance, so there was only this.

Lin Qinghan watched her frown and thought, and said softly, "Are there any onions, **** carrots, etc.?"

Qu Mozhen opened the refrigerator, and the carrots were gone, but there were onions. As for the **** and garlic, there were spares.

"Slice the **** and reserve the garlic. Are there any star anise and cinnamon spices?"

Qu Mozhan turned over the cabinet and took out a small packet containing specially prepared spices. After slicing the ginger, Lin Qinghan put two slices of beef and waited until the blood of the beef was boiled out, set and drained.

She opened the fire again and was about to start cooking, although she was afraid that her hands would hurt, but Lin Qinghan insisted on cooking, and Qu Mozhan could only follow him.

Stir the ginger, garlic and shallots in hot oil, stir-fry the sirloin, add the cooking wine, and the aroma will flow out after a while, which is very attractive. It took a long time for the potato sirloin to be stewed, and Lin Qinghan simply fries two vegetarian dishes.

He tilted his head and glanced at Qu Mo Zang: "Are you hungry?"

Qu Mozhen shook his head, "I'm okay, I'm not very hungry, now it's past nine o'clock, you must be hungry? Let's eat a little bit first, the sirloin may have to wait a while."

"Yeah." Turning the spatula in his hand, Lin Qinghan picked up an order with his chopsticks and handed it to Qu Mozuo's mouth.

Qu Mozang smelled the scent a little greedy, opened his mouth and took it.

"Be careful, how about it?"

A simple stir-fried cabbage, the taste is sour and refreshing, and it is almost the same as remembered. After going abroad, she can hardly eat authentic Chinese food. She can only eat some home-cooked dishes occasionally for Xu Qing's blessing. Xu Qing's cooking is not unpalatable, but it does not taste like Lin Qinghan and Lin Yan. Satisfied and nodded, because of the food, she relaxed a lot: "It's delicious, the craftsmanship is still so good."

Lin Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't done anything for so many years, and he was worried that Qu Mozhen would not like to eat after he had regressed.

As the two of them were eating, Qu Mozhan watched Lin Qinghan staring at the sharp pile of rice in the bowl with a bitter expression, and couldn't help but laugh in a low voice. Because she was told that she was too skinny during the meal and she was not allowed to eat too little, so she deliberately filled her up and had to finish it.

Lin Qinghan raised her eyes and looked at her with a helpless expression. Qu Mozhan reached out and took her bowl, and dialed a bit into his own bowl: "I won't force you at night, I will eat more in the future."

Lin Qinghan laughed. She raised her head and glanced at the clock in the living room as she ate, and said casually: "It's almost ten o'clock, I have to go back soon after eating."

Qu Mozhang was taken aback. She never thought that Lin Qinghan would go back. She didn't make a sound immediately, but ate silently. Lin Qinghan looked at her slightly, and when she saw that she seemed to acquiesce, the light in her eyes dimmed slightly, and she went to eat silently. I felt a little disappointed, but also a little bit self-deprecating. I had confessed to her back then. In Qu Mozhen's eyes, I liked women, so how could I stay with her.

Qu Mozang seemed to put a pendulum in her heart and kept swaying. She tightened her lips and raised her eyes to look at Lin Qinghan. Then she pretended to be calm and said: "It's too late, I don't worry about you going back alone. This place is no better than the domestic one, if Don't mind, tonight...just make do with me for one night, my bed is quite big."

After speaking, she couldn't help but watched Lin Qinghan's reaction. After all, she was afraid that Lin Qinghan would feel embarrassed. After all, the two had a past like that back then. The other party seemed to hesitate for a while, and then nodded: "Will it bother you?"

"It's okay." Qu Mozang hurriedly communicated, but didn't know what else to say.

Fortunately, Lin Qinghan nodded over there, "Okay."

Qu Mozhang breathed a sigh of relief, his expression lightened a lot, and he bowed his head to eat again. Lin Qinghan didn't see a pleasant light in Lin Qinghan's eyes, it seemed to have some sense of success.

After eating, Lin Qinghan wanted to wash the dishes, but Qu Mozhan glared at him and hurried back to the room. When Xu Qing came out, he saw Lin Qinghan leaning against the door, quietly watching Qu Mozhen washing the dishes, the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes completely melted away, and the deep emotion in the ink-colored eyes was so strong that Xu Qing couldn't ignore it.

Lin Qinghan didn't leave when I ordered this. Tonight, I must have stayed here in Qu Mozhen. Thinking of Xu Qing, her chest felt sour. Her relationship really ended without a problem, and it was impossible to say it.

Lin Qinghan looked at Qu Mozang with concentration. After Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xu Qing, the softness on her face was ruthlessly reduced by her, and she nodded politely and distantly to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing felt helpless, nodded in return, and asked Qu Mozhao gently: "Qinghan stayed to sleep tonight, is there enough quilt?"

Qu Mozang heard Xu Qing's voice and looked back at Lin Qinghan's cheeks for some reason. He could only tease: "She is thin and doesn't need many quilts."

Lin Qinghan just pursed her lips and said goodnight to Xu Qing. Qu Mozhen asked Lin Qinghan to take a bath first. She took a new pair of pants and underwear in the closet. She just bought it and washed it before wearing it. She gave her the nightgown together: "The underwear is all clean, I have washed it and haven't worn it. The size should be about the same..." She glanced at Lin Qinghan's chest and quickly moved it away. She had a glimpse before, and it should be about the same as her.

Lin Qinghan took the clothes and looked at it, "Maybe it's a little tight?"

Qu Mozhen:...

She was a little annoyed, and pushed the person forward: "What is tight, you don't grow flesh, hurry up and take a shower and go to bed."

After closing the door, she lowered her head and looked at her chest, her brows wrinkled, it was almost the same.

She shook her head and made the bed again. Looking at the bed, she was a little nervous. To be honest, she is a little messy now. Leaving Lin Qinghan to sleep here is indeed afraid of insecurity. And even though she has grown up, she doesn't seem to be the little girl who was love and affection anymore, with a strong aura and a little bit of bad thoughts, but she can feel that she is still not taking good care of herself.

When the bathroom door opened, Lin Qinghan, who was covered in water vapor, wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom. Qu Mozhen felt that his gaze did not know where it was. If Lin Qinghan was colder than charming before, then she is wearing a bathrobe and her long hair is wet and loose. The charm in the cold is hard to ignore, especially when she wipes her hair sideways, the neckline is slightly open, making Qu Mozhen even more so. At a loss, he quickly took the clothes and went into the bathroom: "I'll go wash first, you blow your hair to sleep."

Seeing her almost fleeing in despair, Lin Qinghan looked down at her with a slightly hooked mouth, blowing her hair with a hairdryer. She clicked on the phone with her right hand, and She Jiayi's message popped out: "How about it, do you believe it? Qu Xiaozang must be so boring about you. Have you taken her down?"

Lin Qinghan glanced at the bathroom and replied: "I want to be foolproof."

She Jiayi saw the news over there, thinking about Lin Qinghan's methods in recent years and the calm face, she sighed, and sighed with some sympathy: "Qu Xiaozhen, your little daughter-in-law is already dark. Ask for your blessings.” Then he smiled happily, called Chen Yao, and took her to go shopping for dinner.

Qu Mozhan took a long time to wash the ground in this bath, and she stood under the shower head to make things clear about today. She saw Lin Qinghan, and after three years of not seeing each other, she slept in her bed as soon as she met. In the afternoon, she thought that Lin Qinghan was a little alienated from her, but in just a few hours, she had a taste of her never before in getting along with her.

She couldn't help but pressed her chest, didn't she dislike her, why would she feel embarrassed. The beautiful scenery that I had accidentally seen in my mind resurfaced again, Qu Mozhen turned the switch to the left, and the warm water poured down to make her sober.

When she came out of the shower, Lin Qinghan was already asleep. She shrank in the quilt under the light, showing her white side face, and slept soundly with her lips pressed.

Qu Mozhan couldn't help but soften her eyes, and after going to the bathroom to dry her hair, she looked at the sleeping person again. She has really grown up and is much more beautiful. Although cold, she is very feminine. When the momentum is strong enough, it can also hold a group of people, Mr. Lin? Thinking of the person I saw in the previous life, and then looking at the person in front of me, I stretched my finger and tapped the tip of her nose. What about this? She was still President Lin, much colder than before, but she was still a little softer to her, much gentler than that President Lin.

Satisfyingly poked her in the face, he whispered: "Good night." He reached out and turned off the light, leaving the dim lamp, Qu Mozhen lifted the quilt and lay in.

Although she had been struggling in the bathroom for a long time, Qu Mozhan was calm when lying on the bed. She seemed to be a little different to Lin Qinghan. Although she is dull but not stupid, Lin Qinghan is also a girl, and she has never liked women before, and she feels upset when she sees the other person sexy. She knows what it means.

But she covered her face and felt that she was a little unreasonable. It was clear that when she was only a teenager, she was sure she would not be moved by her, but now that she has grown up, so beautiful and charming, she moved uncontrollably. Heart, is the original excuse true? Because Lin Qinghan was too young at the time, when she grew up, she was tempted by her beauty and gave in?

No matter how I think, I feel that I am superficial and a bit wretched.

It's just... Qu Mozhen is a little uneasy now. Lin Qinghan can face her so calmly because he has let go. Did he think it was just a young impulse?

The author has something to say: Qu Mozang: Am I a bit superficial and a bit wretched?

People who eat melon: No, you are just Meng Sao!

President Xiaolin: I'm on the bed with a daughter-in-law, are you still far from getting married?