The Pillow of the Bad President

Qin Yousheng almost forgot that she was a snack bag.Flash dance..Mobile terminal

When she was young, she had a good appetite. Every time she ate, Li Xiangsi had to stop her, for fear that her daughter would grow into a chubby girl.

But it turns out that this worry is unnecessary.

Although Qin Fanxing can eat as usual, her figure is slender and even graceful.

Qin Yousheng asked her, "Then you don't have to put on a show in front of me."

Qin Fanxing shook his head and said, "You are different"

He is her brother, her closest person, there is no need to pretend in front of him, and he can be himself as he likes.

Qin Yousheng didn't ask any more about the difference, this sentence was enough to make ripples in his heart.

The noodle restaurant is run by an old couple, the business is too busy, the proprietress brought the noodles herself, she seemed to know Qin Fanxing very well, and greeted her warmly twice.

The beef noodles in bone broth have a strong flavor and are dotted with green vegetables.flash dance..

Qin Fan Xingguang felt his appetite whetted when he smelled it.

She saw Qin Yousheng stirring the noodles with chopsticks, thinking that he hadn't eaten dinner and had been waiting for her downstairs, she still felt very guilty, and couldn't help saying, "Brother, I'm sorry for making you wait so long."

Qin Yousheng smiled lowly, "Silly girl"

Qin Fanxing continued, "Otherwise, the next time I meet my boyfriend on a date, the three of us will be together."

"" Qin Yousheng's mouth twitched.

he doesn't want to

Qin Fanxing ate most of the bowl of noodles with a grunt, and found that the lines of his eyebrows and eyes were a little tight, so he asked concerned, "Brother, did you encounter any trouble at work?"

"No," Qin Yousheng said.

"Then why do you look in a bad mood?"

Qin Yousheng again: ""

He sighed helplessly in his heart, because he was so angry with her

However, a certain person didn't know it, and stared heartlessly at the noodles in his bowl, "Hey, brother, have you stopped eating? If you don't eat, I'll help you eat some more, or it will be a waste."

Qin Yousheng looked at her with puffy cheeks, long eyelashes like two small feather fans, flickering, and swaying facial features, as if they could push back the prosperity of the world.

Well, it's delicious.

Qin Yousheng took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and after lighting it, white smoke just enveloped his eyebrows and eyes.

He quietly puffed out the smoke ring, and said in a tone like a brother caring about his sister, "Little Xingxing, what do you like about him?"

Qin Fanxing was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was referring to her boyfriend.

This made her suffer.

Qin Fanxing was willing to try dating because he lost a bet at the beginning. When asked him what he likes about his boyfriend, she really couldn't answer.

After thinking for a while, she used her good looks as an excuse, "You're handsome."

Although Qiao Dongjun was not a school-level figure in school, he was handsome and handsome, and was very popular with girls.

It's just that no matter how handsome he is, he can't compare to Qin Yousheng.

Thinking of this, Qin Fanxing couldn't help but look to the side.

Qin Yousheng was lowering his head to flick ash into the ashtray. He put the military cap on the table, revealing short short hair, a high nose bridge like a mountain peak, and the profile of his face was as tough as a knife.

When inhaling smoke, the Adam's apple rolls slightly with the movement, which is very sexy and full of male hormones.

Even the male stars in the entertainment industry seem to be a bit inferior to him.

Qin Fanxing's cheeks were slightly red.

Only then did she realize that she had stared at him in a daze for a long time, and she was committing a nympho

Qin Fanxing hurriedly lowered his eyes like a guilty conscience.

After drying up the noodle soup in the bowl, he suppressed the strange thoughts floating in his heart.

Looking up again, he saw that he had re-ignited the second one.

Qin Fanxing said, "Brother, you should smoke less. Dad used to smoke, but Mom said he quit a long time ago."

Qin Yousheng naturally knew about it. He was still at home at that time. After Li Xiangsi became pregnant, Qin Yinian never touched him again.

Smoking is not good for your health, but he has lived in Tibetan areas these years and needs nicotine to comfort his longing for her.

Qin Fanxing continued to persuade, "I think you are young now, and it is easy to quit. Otherwise, what should you do if your future girlfriend doesn't like the smell of cigarettes?"

After she finished speaking, she deliberately wrinkled her nose and brushed the white smoke in front of her with her small hand.

Qin Yousheng pursed his lips, and put out the cigarette he just lit in the ashtray, "Well, I won't smoke anymore."

Qin Fanxing's eyes flickered.

She pretended to lower her head to adjust the rolled up cuffs, her expression was a little unnatural, and she felt inexplicably shy.

Qin Fanxing swallowed his saliva as he glanced at the cut-off cigarette in the ashtray.

She must be thinking too much