Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

The two of them wandered around until almost dark before rushing to Lin Qiuran's private house.

When going back, Lin Qiuran kept asking about Su Chang's identity.

"How can you two people who can't get along with each other have such a good relationship?"

Lin Qiuran asked her own question without hesitation.

Zhao Qichen pushed his sunglasses.

"I just met Su Chang, about three or four years ago."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qichen glanced at it meaningfully.

"Three years ago, didn't you think this number was special?"

Lin Qiuran didn't respond to what Zhao Qichen said for a while.

"What's special..."

Zhao Qichen tapped Lin Qiuran's head lightly.

"I told you before, three years ago, when I was an intern, I saw you."

Lin Qiuran suddenly realized, and the director let out a sound.

"But what does this have to do with Su Chang?"

Zhao Qichen was helpless and continued to explain:
"At that time, I resigned from the internship place and went to the newly established SOD to start a career. It was his encouragement."

"He was also an intern in that company, but he knew very well that the internship was just a stepping stone for him to realize the work he really loved. He still had a passion back then, and he felt very inspirational when he saw it, so I resolutely decided to do it. I quit my internship and went to work professionally.”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qichen shrugged.

Lin Qiuran nodded knowingly.

"So you guys have such a story~"

While talking, Lin Qiuran secretly rubbed his chin.

Zhao Qichen looked at Lin Qiuran with a slightly bewildered look.

The story he didn't tell was actually about his falling in love with Lin Qiuran at first sight.

When he first entered SOD, Zhao Qichen felt that playing a job was to learn from ascetic monks, and besides a few old men who were big and three thick, there were female mosquitoes as companions.

Whenever the throbbing and ignorant emotions of youth flooded his heart, Zhao Qichen couldn't help but see Lin Qiuran's face in his mind.

Her perseverance and swift action all attracted Zhao Qichen back then.

Even now, Zhao Qichen is still deeply attracted by Lin Qiuran's serious appearance.

Naturally, Lin Qiuran didn't know about this.

"How is Su Chang doing now?"

Now her mind is full of curiosity about Su Chang.

"As you can see, if you have a wife and children, you already have a lot of say in your circle."

Lin Qiuran nodded: "No wonder, I think he already has female assistants, young and beautiful."

Zhao Qichen hooked the corners of his lips.

"What, envious?"

Lin Qiuran curled her lips: "Is there anything I'm envious of? Shouldn't it be you who envy me? I don't like women."

"Coincidentally. I don't like women either."

Zhao Qichen said something suddenly.

Lin Qiuran hastily let go of the hand she was holding with him.

"You don't... really like mungo, do you?"

Zhao Qichen took off his sunglasses and looked at her sincerely:
"I don't like women, I only like you."

Lin Qiuran was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Am I not a woman? Did I learn how to talk to my girlfriend recently from the strategies on the Internet..."

Zhao Qichen was ashamed.

"Is it very earthy?"

He asked weakly.

"Yeah, the soil exploded."

Lin Qiuran smoothed the hair on top of Zhao Qichen's head.

"But I like this kind of earthy taste."

Zhao Qichen was teased instead of being teased. For a moment, his heart felt like an electric current passed through, and the numbness went straight to the bottom of his heart.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the private house.

The large and small packages on hand are mainly food-based. In addition to fresh vegetables and meat, there are also some ready-to-eat or quick-frozen foods.

After all, there was no Aunt Chu cooking for them during this time, so Lin Qiuran still had to take the responsibility of being in charge.

For example, tonight when the two of them came back from a stroll, they had already eaten a lot of messy snacks on the way, and they were not very hungry, so Lin Qiuran unpacked a pack of quick-frozen dumplings.

Originally, it only took three to four minutes to prepare the next dumpling, but with Zhao Qichen on the side, the situation was quite different.

"Ran Ran, look, what does this dumpling look like?"

"Aren't dumplings just dumplings, what can they look like?"

"Look carefully, does it look like you who just took off your clothes and were a little shy when you just entered the hot water..."

"..."

like your sister!
Your whole family is like dumplings.

"Hurry up and sit down and wait for the dumplings to come out of the pot. I can't bear to look directly at the dumplings in the pot when you say that."

Lin Qiuran put down the chopsticks and spoon in his hand, put his hands on Zhao Qichen's back, trying to push him out.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qichen followed Lin Qiuran's strength to push her out, and turned around and hugged her into his arms.

"Is there anything I can't bear to look at, I think it's very tempting..."

Zhao Qichen's tone was slightly bewitching, and he didn't know whether he was talking about the attractiveness of dumplings, or the attractiveness of stripped Lin Qiuran.

Lin Qiuran forced herself not to think wildly.

"Zai Zai, let go first, or the dumplings will be overcooked in a while."

Hearing that the person in his arms really made an anxious tone, Zhao Qichen let go of his hands and stood obediently.

"Fine."

Lin Qiuran hurriedly turned around, wanting to turn down the fire, but saw that the dumplings that were originally sealed had opened their mouths, and all the stuffing inside had come out.

Thus, what was originally a dumpling dinner became a living vegetable chowder.

"It's all your fault, ugly bastard."

While drinking the soup, Lin Qiuran kicked Zhao Qichen's calf vigorously under the dining table.

After all, with real anger, Zhao Qichen took a painful breath these few times.

"Ran Ran, isn't it just a few dumplings, you treat me like this for a few dumplings?"

His tone was full of questioning, as if he was not the one who did the wrong thing at all.

Lin Qiuran gave Zhao Qichen a blank look, but said nothing.

Seeing that something was wrong with Lin Qiuran's mood, Zhao Qichen immediately began to observe his words and feelings.

"Ran Ran, you are not really angry, are you, am I joking with you?"

Lin Qiuran turned her head away from looking at him.

"Ran Ran, don't be angry, I will definitely finish your dumpling soup, there won't be a single drop left."

"Really?"

Hearing what Zhao Qichen said, Lin Qiuran turned slightly to ask.

Zhao Qichen immediately nodded like a rattle.

"Okay then, you drink all the rest of the pot, and I'll watch you drink."

Zhao Qichen swallowed his saliva.

His appetite is relatively small in the team. The pot for cooking dumplings is not too big, but a pot of water will actually swell his stomach.

But there is no way, the evil is made by oneself, and the drink is what one wants to drink.

Zhao Qichen poured the "vegetable soup" left in the pot into the big bowl at once, took a look at Lin Qiuran, and raised his head directly, as if gulping it down in one gulp.