Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

When the four people in the dormitory got together in the evening, they set off to the barbecue restaurant near the school. Qin Weizhao and Zeng Duoli blew on the bottle and drank until the sky was dark. They were helped back to school by Jiang Wansheng and Shu Ke. Be honest once.

Zheng Wen came to school half a month after that night, walking with a limp, others only said that he accidentally fell down.After I came back, I quit the reading club directly, and I had a bad fight with Wen Qing, and there was no further news after that.

Jiang Wansheng didn't pay special attention to it either, it was Qin Weizhao who felt relieved and shared it with her at the time.

Blinking to the beginning of June, the sun is getting hotter and hotter, and summer is in full swing.

Jiang Wansheng is reviewing in the dormitory. The end of June is the final week. The Chinese Department has a lot to recite at the end of the term, which is not easy at all.

Qin Weizhao was lying on the bed and swiping his phone, Shu Ke was writing papers in the liver, and Zeng Duoli was soaking in the computer room all day long without seeing anyone.

"When I was choosing courses, my brain must have been caught by the door. Why did I choose this 5000-word end-of-course essay? When the good times are good, a poor little waste can only hang around in the dormitory to produce academic waste."

Shu Ke has deleted, edited and deleted countless times, and her mental state is already in jeopardy.

Qin Weizhao was gloating at the side, playing with his mobile phone and imitating the tune of "Little Sloppy" and singing cheerfully: "Little Trash~Little Trash~"

"..."

Shu Ke puffed her face, turned around and threw the pillow she was leaning on on Qin Weizhao's bed, "Qin Weizhao, you're dead!"

The two started to fight every day again, and Jiang Wansheng could face all this calmly.

The battle between the two finally ended when Qin Weizhao's cell phone alarm rang.

Qin Weizhao hugged the puppet, picked up the phone, and found that it was a calendar reminder:

[Little uncle's birthday is 1 day away]

Suddenly thought of something, "Sound."

Jiang Wansheng looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

"My little uncle's birthday is tomorrow. Usually, he and a few of his friends get together casually tomorrow night. I happened to bring you the little biscuits you mentioned last time."

Jiang Wansheng frowned and smiled: "The trouble is obvious, so when are you leaving?" As he said that, he got up to get ready.

"Don't worry, we will have a party tomorrow night. I will leave tomorrow afternoon. There is still plenty of time."

Jiang Wansheng thought about it carefully, and he still needs to prepare and practice in advance, and he also needs to borrow tools from his classmates in the baking club.

Shu Ke didn't understand why, "What encrypted call are you guys having, what little uncle, what little biscuit?"

Jiang Wansheng didn't intend to go into details, "Uncle Zhaozhao did me a favor some time ago, and I'm going to send some cookies to show it."

"Uncle Zhaozhao, isn't it..." She cleared her throat and lowered her voice in awe, "Master Qin?"

Seeing her like that, Qin Weizhao found it funny: "Why are you so cowardly?"

Shu Ke raised his eyebrows, with an expression of "what are you worrying about?", "Excuse me, aren't you afraid?"

"..." Qin Weizhao was silent, thinking about his third uncle's indifferent, indifferent look, and those black eyes that seemed to have sunk for thousands of years, he couldn't help shivering, "I take it back." I just mocked Shu Ke's words."

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Jiang Wansheng thought about the uneasiness he felt when he was stared at by those cold eyes that night, and he took it for granted.

It's like being in a jungle surrounded by tigers and wolves. If you move a little, your neck may be bitten off and you may become a meal for the beast.

"Mr. Qin's birthday, do you guys send a biscuit?" Shu Ke's unbelievable voice sounded again, "This is a joke, isn't it."

Qin Weizhao shrugged: "Isn't that so? My little uncle doesn't need anything, and he gives everything away for nothing, so why not just give him a biscuit?"

"Could it be that your uncle has never received a gift that he cherishes?"

Jiang Wansheng was also a little curious about what a person who is always so careless and doesn't care about anything will cherish.

Qin Weizhao thought hard, "I gave him a lot of things, but if it's something to cherish—" After a pause, "Is the snake head and tail ring that my grandfather gave him when he was an adult count?"

Jiang Wansheng: "..."

Shu Ke: "..."

The third master of the Qin family is in an absolutely powerful position that no one dares to provoke in this capital, especially the iconic snake head and tail ring that represents Qin Mo.

Surrounded by two snakes, the snake's body forms a ring, the snake's head is lying on the snake's body, and the snake's eyes are Burmese pigeon's blood rubies, priceless, inlaid on the pure black ring, like blood, treacherous and dangerous.

The third master Qin put it on the little finger of his right hand. Seeing it is like seeing the third master.

"This thing has no reference value at all. Most people can't afford to send pigeon blood red rubies from Myanmar, and they can't afford to hire craftsmen who can portray the black snake so realistically." Shu Ke complained expressionlessly.

Jiang Wansheng suddenly remembered that when she lost consciousness and was about to fall that day, someone grabbed her waist and vaguely felt that something had hit her, it was cool.

The tactile outline seems to be this tail ring...

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt that a small piece of skin was a little numb.

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Jiang Wansheng went to find the person in charge of the bakery club in the afternoon, named Ling Nan, he was a medium-sized, mild-tempered person, she was in the same department as her, but a year older than her.

She used to be a classmate in the same elective course as him, and they did group tasks together, and they added WeChat.

Ling Nan is a very nice person, as soon as she explained her intentions, he readily agreed, Jiang Wan thanked her, and promised to give him a bag of the finished product when the time came.

Jiang Wansheng borrowed the venue and spent the whole afternoon in the bakery.She used to work in a dessert shop, and she is proficient in making cookies.

When I went back to the dormitory at night, I brought back several flavors of cookies.

Because he stayed for too long, his body was covered with a strong sweet smell.

Zeng Duoli had just come back from the computer room and hadn't had dinner yet. She looked as if she had been beaten severely, and she was so sluggish. When she saw Jiang Wansheng coming back with a snack box, her eyes were shining brightly.

"Shengsheng little angel, I smell a strong fragrance, did you hear my stomach screaming, and came here to save me." She was so moved that she was about to cry.

Qin Weizhao and Shu Ke were also moved by the smell, and the three pairs of eyes were fixed on the box in Jiang Wansheng's hand.

Jiang Wansheng put down the canvas bag, put the cookie box on the table and opened it, "I made four flavors, original, salty cheese, chocolate, and matcha, which one is better for me? "

The three of them tasted all kinds of flavors, but they couldn't agree on what they wanted, and in the end they couldn't choose the two tastiest ones, so Jiang Wansheng had to make all four.

Not sure which would suit him.