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"Because...I feel like you're angry."

Zhao Chuyu pursed her lips and expressed her inner thoughts.

This was the first time she took the initiative to pay attention to Qi Jinan's mood, and it was also the first time she spoke her true thoughts bluntly.

Her frankness drew a faint smile from him.

Qi Jinan put down his chopsticks, and stared at her with eyes as quiet and unfathomable as the deep sea, "Xiao Chuyu, do you know why I am angry?"

His question made Zhao Chuyu stunned.

After pondering for a few seconds, he tried to come up with what he thought was the most likely answer, "Is it related to Professor Lin?"

It was only after he met Professor Lin Lei that he stopped saying a word.

His face was as gloomy as the grayness before a storm, and it was depressing.

Her careful observation made Qi Jinan's expression relax slightly, "Xiao Chuyu is indeed very smart."

This statement is a direct admission that it is related to Lin Lei.

After getting the answer, Zhao Chuyu became even more confused.

Why was he angry with Professor Lin Lei?

This question was clearly written on her face. Qi Jinan saw it clearly and smiled softly, "You know the answer."

Ok?

The girl, who hadn't figured it out yet, met his cold gaze blankly after hearing these words.

Does she know the answer?

what is the answer?

Is the answer to why he is angry?

Could it really be that fleeting thought that occurred to her?

Is he actually...jealous?

Zhao Chuyu thought of a key point, and shock flashed in his eyes, as if he was struck by lightning, and the words he spoke were full of deep uncertainty.

"Are you jealous? Do you think Professor Lin... likes me?"

The last three words were spoken with insufficient energy.

He is her mentor who is fifteen years older than her. If he were three or four years older, he could be her father.

She immediately shook her head, trying to get rid of the ridiculous guess from her mind.

It is crazy to doubt a professor who is knowledgeable and popular among students without any basis.

He is a scholar who teaches and educates people, and also a respected elder. How can he make such unbelievable guesses?

As a man, Qi Jinan understands the bad qualities of males best.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhao Chuyu's jaw with two fingers, his voice slightly cold, "Xiao Chuyu, do you think it's impossible?"

A beast, as a cousin, can have an affair with the granddaughter of a side branch and give birth to a despicable bastard. What else is impossible in this world?

Qi Jinan clenched his fists, veins bulged, and a look of extreme disgust flashed across his eyes.

It seemed as if he was recalling certain scenes, so disgusting that it made him feel sick to his stomach.

Zhao Chuyu was still in a state of suspicion and did not notice anything unusual about him.

To her, Professor Lin Lei was just a teacher who taught her knowledge and she never speculated about anything.

Moreover, over the past year or so, Professor Lin has performed his job conscientiously and has not done anything out of line.

Coupled with his gentle and elegant appearance and profound knowledge, he can be a good partner for anyone he wants. How could he have any other thoughts about her who is still a student?

Maybe Qi Jinan was overthinking it?

After seeing his strange and sinister pupils, she swallowed the words silently and responded with a light "hmm".

Let's not discuss this issue any further, lest it becomes more absurd.

Qi Jinan slowly released the fingers that were pinching her chin and stroked her naturally curly long hair, "From now on, stay away from Lin Lei."

The voice is low and gentle, as if containing endless affection, but the strength that cannot be ignored is also so obvious.

Zhao Chuyu just nodded and said nothing more, quietly eating the steamed sea bass that he picked up with the serving chopsticks.

The fish was not garnished with ginger or scallions, only some coriander and red pepper shreds.

When you put it in your mouth, there is no fishy smell, and the taste is sweet and delicious.

Before I knew it, I had taken a few more bites.

Only after eating too much did you notice the faint aroma of wine in the fish.

The faint smell of alcohol slowly made her lose her mind.

As if I was drunk, double vision began to appear before my eyes.

She blinked her eyes, which seemed to be covered with mist, and looked at Qi Jinan, who had already put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"Why are there two of you? Are there clones?"

She supported herself on the dining table with her small hands, stood up, and staggered towards him, whose eyes were fixed on her.

She gets drunk as soon as she drinks and can no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy.

In order to prevent herself from falling, she sat directly on his legs, hugged his neck, and pouted her lips slightly, "I feel dizzy, what's going on?"

With a dizzy head, every word that came out of her moist red lips was full of softness and charm that captivated the heart.

Qi Jinan suppressed the surging desire, put his arms around her waist which could be held in one hand, and lowered his eyes to approach the drunken girl.

"Xiao Chuyu, you are drunk, who am I?"

He only instructed the kitchen to keep the meals light in flavor and not to use ginger, onion or garlic.

This cook has a good "comprehension ability" and can be given a bonus tomorrow.

Zhao Chuyu buried her head in the crook of his slightly open collar, blinking her blurry eyes, thinking seriously about what he asked.

In order to avoid mistaking him for the wrong person, she raised her little hand and used her index finger to stroke his tall nose and thin lips bit by bit.

"You are...Uncle Qi."

Qi Jinan lowered his eyelids, his eyes unclear, "What should I call you? Hmm?"

His slender fingertips gently lifted the hair that spread across her chest, and he slowly untied the silk scarf wrapped around her neck, revealing the red roses blooming around her neck.

Miss Zhao, with rosy cheeks, tilted her head, kissed his shiny thin lips, and said something sweet.

"You are my boyfriend, Qi Jinan, Jinan."

Her frankness and boldness melted the frost on Qi's body.

Hearing a satisfactory answer, he pulled his lips and smiled, "What should I do when I'm with my boyfriend?"

After being drunk, she no longer had the reserve and scruples she had when she was sober, and she did whatever she thought of.

Her red lips kissed his lips directly, "Kiss you."

Without any seduction techniques, it is even more irresistible and makes people fall in love with it.

Her naturally charming voice was even more alluring in this restaurant which was gradually sinking into an ambiguous atmosphere.

Qi Jinan's eyes were full of fire. He picked her up and let her kiss the corner of his mouth without any rules. Then he strode back to the master bedroom bathroom.

Even after being stripped naked, Zhao Chuyu still hung on him like a koala, intending to plant her own mark on his neck.

He held her in his arms and soaked her in a bathtub filled with warm water. "Little Chuyu, do you remember what to do next?"

Zhao Chuyu lay on his chest, holding his face with both hands, her eyes covered with psychedelic mist and shining with a smile.

"Yeah. I know."

She answered that she knew, not that she remembered.

Next, it was her and his home court.

In this "game" that she started, the initiative finally returned to Qi Jinan's hands.

The gentle melody lasted for half the night and gradually stopped late at night.

On this night, in this quiet and silent Miao village, some are happy and some are sad.

Until dawn, when cocks crowed, the tomb exploration operation officially began.

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