Loving You As Scheduled

"It's delicious, although it may smell a bit stinky, but it tastes delicious!" As he said, he brought the stinky tofu closer.

Qin Feimo felt that the smell was really unpleasant, and instinctively shrank back, and then frowned and asked, "Why do you like stinky things?"

After a meal, she touched his disgusting eyes, and decisively took the stinky tofu back, "I don't have any."

"Isn't it?" He frowned, staring at her, obviously the bowl of stinky tofu she was holding was very stinky, right?

She raised her eyes, gave him a glance, and stuffed the piece of tofu into her mouth, chewing and underestimating, "If that's the case, wouldn't you also be smelly..."

Although it was very quiet, Qin Feimo heard it, his expression stagnated.

Is he tying himself up?

After a slight daze, realizing the meaning of her words, Qin Feimo smiled, and the corners of her **** lips outlined a perfect shallow arc.

His smile made her blush and dazed.

She compares him to something stinky, doesn't he dislike it? Even laughing.

"This thing is so delicious?" He was obviously disgusted, and suddenly he said, seeing her eating with gusto, one after another.

Feng Jinglei was stunned when she heard the words, turned her head and looked at him, "Do you want to eat?"

She crossed one another and was stunned in midair. Qin Fei glanced at it. He really didn't like the taste, but because of her words, he was willing to give it a try to see why she liked the taste so much.

Lifting his eyes lightly, while looking at her, his face was already close, and he bit down the piece of black stinky tofu on the bamboo stick!

He was fast, caught off guard, Feng Jinglei was stunned.

But in the next second, after the thing entered the cavity, Qin Feimo was still not used to the smell, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted.

Sure enough, still don't like it?

Seeing his somewhat pained expression, Feng Jinglei was a little anxious.

He is used to high-end cuisine from snacks, maybe he really can't eat these farm snacks.

"There is a trash can over there. If you can't eat it, let's throw it up!" Seeing a sanitation bucket not far away, she quickly pointed to her mouth.

Qin Feimuo frowned, really hating the smell, not to mention the strange smell of this thing, why she still likes it so much.

Chewing, even though it was difficult to swallow, he still ate it.

Feng Jinglei was stunned and watched as he barely swallowed his throat, "You can actually spit it out..."

"Let's go."

Raising her hand again, he did not continue the topic.

But suddenly she felt a little emotional, and asked her as she walked, "Leilei."

She was startled, a little surprised he suddenly called her nickname.

"Huh?" Turning her head, she looked at him sideways.

He was silent for ten seconds before speaking, "What does it taste like to you?"

For three years, he has been turning a blind eye to her. At that time, did he taste very bitter to her.

She was taken aback, some did not understand, and subconsciously said, "I...n't tasted it."

He glanced at her, a little bit dumbfounded at the answer.

"Then do you want to taste it?" He stopped suddenly, staring at her with his black eyes like a starry night.

She was still very ignorant, wondering what he was asking.

"what--"

The words, blocked by his sudden kiss, caught her off guard, her eyes widened in astonishment, feeling his soft and warm thin lips, gently tasting her lips.