I'm really immortal

Su Nanxiu sat next to Liu Changan and looked at his profile.

The corners of his mouth were slightly turned up, his nose was pretty, and a few stray strands of hair hung in front of his forehead, making him look a little more boyish than before, and less tough than he had been in the past.

In college, boys like this are indeed more popular. Su Nanxiu has noticed that since she, Zhu Juntang, and Liu Changan stood outside the teaching building, girls have repeatedly paid attention to him.

There are probably as many girls in this school who have a crush on him as there are sycamore trees on campus.

Su Nanxiu saw the smile on Liu Changan's face, and he shook his head gently, with a gentle curve at the corner of his mouth.

Su Nanxiu knew that he was looking at Zhu Juntang, probably thinking that this dead girl was stupid and funny.

Thinking of Zhu Juntang, Su Nanxiu frowned involuntarily. The grounding seemed to be of no use to her, but if Zhu Juntang was not punished for his nonsense today, Su Nanxiu would not be willing to do so.

"I heard that you are spying on me?" Liu Changan asked after a while.

Su Nanxiu came back to her senses and looked a little surprised, "Who did you listen to?"

"My guess."

"It's nothing." Su Nanxiu took out a small fan from the cloth bag, shook it, and said with a smile, "Why should I spy on you?"

"Wearing a fan in the middle of winter, your character will remain unchanged for a hundred years." Liu Changan also said with a smile.

"What doesn't change for a hundred years?" Su Nanxiu calmly took out his ID card from the bag and placed it on the edge of the table, "I'm only fourteen years old."

After the conversation ended, Liu Changan began to flip through the book.

After class at noon, Liu Changan sent a message to Qin Yanan, asking if there was anything to eat.

Qin Yanan only replied with one word, and Liu Changan walked up the mountain.

I don't want to go to the cafeteria to eat today because I haven't tasted Qin Yanan's cooking for a while... although it is very likely that Sister Lan is cooking now.

When I arrived at Qin Yanan's home, I saw Sister Lan taking care of an orchid in the pool between the bedroom and the living room.

Sister Lan seems to be very particular about taking care of orchids.

Literati in ancient times often did this. For example, they named the boy who was responsible for grinding ink "Nong Mo", and when he warmed the bed, he might call him "Nong Yu".

There is a piece of transparent glass above the pool. You can see the blue sky and the stars. In this season and weather, you can only see the drifting fog.

There is shallow water in the pool, with black and white round pebbles at the bottom. There are several pots of orchids placed on the floating plate in the center, and there are several daffodils in the pool that have already grown flower buds.

"Miss Qin is in the kitchen." Sister Lan is a plump woman. Stepping barefoot in the pool may remind some novelists and artists who always want to express their sadness to think of the feeling of peeking at the neighbor's new daughter-in-law when they were children, and give them some inspiration. Create some rich and fat style works.

Liu Changan walked to the kitchen. Qin Yanan was wearing a short skirt, vest and apron, and was stir-frying a pot of frogs.

There was some beads of sweat on her forehead, and her hair might be swaying as her wrists shook. The gentle temperament of a housewife was completely different from her usual.

"There are frogs to eat." Liu Changan came over.

"Are you Shangguan Dandan?" Qin Yanan said without looking back.

"What?"

Qin Yanan did not explain anything, "I have XX to eat." This sentence pattern seems to be commonly used by Shangguan Dandan, such as "I have meat buns to eat."

"I'm having a good time today." Liu Changan slapped his girl.

"Sister Lan was working on those flowers. I didn't have time, so I took over. It was just your timing." Qin Yanan explained expressionlessly that she didn't cook specifically because he was coming to eat.

"What happened last time was due to my lack of consideration." Seeing that she was still full of resentment, Liu Changan apologized.

Men should be good at apologizing and have the courage to apologize.

Apologizing to your wife is the wisdom of life.

Apologizing to your boss is a sign of maturity.

Apologizing to a friend is a diplomatic attitude.

Apologize to your lover, that is the need of taste.

Apologizing to your children is your strategy as a parent.

Apologize to my sister, that is the famous love story of a brother and sister surnamed Li who are not biologically related.

"What's the matter? I forgot." Qin Yanan's tone remained unchanged, and she even turned around to show him a stiff smile.

When a little girl grows up, it is not so easy to accept an apology...

Alas, Liu Changan thought of the little girl back then. Every time she went to visit her brother, she would talk about how cruel she would be and how she would complain about him because she was late, and then she would run and jump towards her when they met her.

"Just forget it." Liu Changan was still very happy.

Qin Yanan resisted the urge to give him a look, because many times when a woman is really angry, she refuses to look at a man without expression. When she starts to give him a look, she is willing to make eye contact with you and give you a look. It’s time to try to figure out what to do next.

Qin Yanan was so angry with him last time that he didn't come to coax her for so long, and she came to her door only when she wanted to eat the food she cooked.

Forgive him so easily? Then he might be more aggressive than ever and not take her feelings seriously.

He comes from a wealthy family, like Zhu Juntang, but under normal circumstances, he has some special talents in the art of charioteer... No, this is not the art of charioteer, this is the art of charioteer.

Liu Changan didn't seem to have anything to do. He stood in the kitchen and watched Qin Yanan cooking. Fortunately, Qin Yanan was not like some clumsy rich lady. She had a good skin, but she might fry a steak and make it a failed barbecue steak. Soak it up. There are over a hundred steps involved.

Qin Yanan finished cooking and handed the plate to Liu Changan. She took off her apron, went back to her room to blow dry her hair, changed her clothes, and then sat back at the dining table without any fuss.

"Knowing that you were coming, Miss Qin sent me to grow flowers and cook herself. Her cooking skills are much better than mine." Sister Lan has the wisdom of an adult and speaks out for others appropriately, lest the other party cannot understand. To love.

"Sister Lan, what are you talking about? You are obviously going to plant flowers. Let me help." Qin Yanan's cheeks turned red. She glanced at Liu Changan and found that he was looking at her. The blush on her cheeks suddenly spread to her neck. , hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

"Yes, yes." Sister Lan chuckled. It feels so good to be in love...but the one in her family is not bad either. He can satisfy her motherly nature and sometimes she can be pampered like a little girl.

"Eat, eat." Liu Changan greeted. It was rare to have frogs to eat. These frogs should be farmed and taste better than those caught in the fields before. After all, wild frogs have an earthy smell that needs to be eliminated. It is inevitable to add some seasonings. Affects the original flavor of food.

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I recommend a super good-looking novel "I'm Not a Super Policeman". Xia Hua is also reading this book. It is really not a plot and character that ordinary urban authors can write. It can give many short videos such as Douyin and Kuaishou. Friends who experience life have rich and realistic experiences.

You all can’t guess how many updates I will make today, I’d be scared to death if I told you.