Oh, how do you hit someone?

Loving someone cannot be hidden, every part of the body will vent out uncontrollably.

Eyes, hands and feet, can't help but walk into the opponent's magnetic field, and then they are like iron nails out of control, unable to find the end.

Girls with DSLRs are much better skilled than Tang He. The light perception and layout have become a talking mouth, which fully expresses him as a person.

Pei Jiding was a little distracted in the second half, but fortunately, the ice powder had no technical content, and the unexamined ones sold a lot.

It seems that with the blessing of love, the rice can be eaten more tenderly. The usual heroic barbecue showed a breath of honey today.

At about eleven o'clock, Qin Shang took a little rest. There were no more oily meat skewers on the charcoal fire, and the smoke dissipated, revealing a person wearing an imperial apron.

He picked up a towel beside him and wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked at Pei Jiding.

The yard is big enough, but not wide enough, so the ice powder table is not far from the barbecue grill, and Qin Shang can reach the edge with his arms stretched out.

The person behind the counter seemed to be in a daze, turning a branch of roses in his hand, thankfully the thorns were cut, otherwise there would be a lot of blood marks on his hands.

Qin Shang put down the towel, asked Tang He to take away the baked things, left the grill and walked towards the ice powder table with pink bubbles.

"Hey!" Qin Shang yelled, "Why are you depressed, stimulated by the young couple?"

His voice was not loud, insignificant in the noisy compound, but it pierced Pei Jiding's ear like a needle.

The circling rose stopped, and the person holding the rose shrugged, obviously frightened.

Pei Jiding turned his head and saw Qin Shang. He had the illusion of being caught. He was very guilty and took a breath before calming down.

"Thirty old men are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?"

"Who are you talking about?" Qin Shang straightened up and leaned against the locust tree next to the small platform.

The light illuminated half of his face, and more of it was hidden in the night, with sharp edges and corners, and scary bright eyes.

Pei Jiding's heart began to dance again.

Ever since the seed called liking germinated, Pei Jiding felt that he had become a beast in heat in spring.

You can't even take a look, but if you think about it, there will be ripples, and it will climb to the heart without making a sound.

What is suppressed under the surface is love that is just about to move. The brain is like a clockwork, and the gears are lubricated.

Seeing that Pei Jiding didn't speak, Qin Shang thought he was silent to express his disdain.

A wild cat with its claws stretched out is not a wild cat if it doesn't scratch its teeth. The claws look sharp, but they don't hurt or itch when scratched, and they look good.

Qin Shang replied seriously, but he only wanted to play tricks with a cat teasing stick in his heart.

The cat that was supposed to be jumping and taking the bait with its paws outstretched was silent today.

A pair of eyes stared at him, like fire, Qin Shang and Pei Jiding looked at each other for a moment inexplicably, and then their sight was blocked by a blooming rose.

"It's weird to be single at such an age, comfort me?"

Pei Jiding held up the flower, and the flower heart was facing Qin Shang, blocking most of his face.

His palms were sweating, and the flower stems were about to be soaked, and his chest was a restless heart, the heartbeat of this life would be used up today.

The rose has been ravaged for a long time, and the petals are still intact, but they are not as delicate as the ones on the bouquet. The branches are warmed by Pei Jiding's hands, and the bright red is a little black, showing a dark red.

There were a few slight breaths and excited shouts from the side. Although the voice was suppressed, the distance was too close, and it stood out in the weird atmosphere.

Pei Jiding groped for a while before realizing that his behavior was outrageous and full of hints, which was too ambiguous.

Qin Shang, who was pointed at by the flower, was a little stunned, his body stuck to the trunk of the locust tree, watching the half of his face exposed behind the flower gradually stained with a thin layer of red, not shy, but more embarrassing.

"Cough, do you want it?" Pei Jiding felt a low fever all over his body, shaking his flowers, and shouted sternly.

Qin Shang left the old locust tree with his back, took the hot rose branch, and calmly picked off a few petals and put them in the empty celadon bowl.

Rose, half bald, returned to Pei Jiding.

"Money is more important than roses." Qin Shang pushed the bowl forward, and nodded to the young couple who were staring straight at the edge of the table, "Work, little hard worker."

"..." Pei Jiding took the rose, rubbed his nose and muttered, "No mood."

The young couple, who were standing by the table with their legs stiff, watched as the boss fled away after consoling the employees. They were at a loss for a moment, and they didn't even want to eat this bowl of ice powder.

Pei Jiding looked at the half bowl of roses in front of him, replaced the empty bowl, made ice powder, and sent a rose, wishing the lover who had been waiting for a long time a long time.

For the next hour, Qin Shang didn't leave his post again, and stayed behind the grill until the shop was closed.

In the oil stars that started to splash again, he vaguely saw Pei Jiding who was flamboyant in giving flowers.

When the rose poked in his eyes, red filled his sight, and when he moved away from the rose, his arrogance instantly collapsed, and there was only one person who was staring and waiting for him to rescue him. Pei Jiding couldn't help laughing.

Really cute tight.

After twelve o'clock, Valentine's Day is over, the ice powder in the stainless steel basin is basically empty, and the bouquet on the side is only the half-bald rose that was tossed by Qin Shang.

Sitting on the motorcycle, Qin Shang saw Pei Jiding who was carrying a flower branch, and passed the helmet over: "What are you doing with that thing, you really miss spring?"

"Otherwise, it's a pity to throw it away." Pei Jiding stepped on the motorcycle, looped Qin Shang's waist from the back, and let the rose jump in front of Qin Shang, "You are trampled like this, and you run away after playing. A scumbag?"

"Don't talk about cross talk, you've been humiliated." Qin Shang knocked off the stumpy flower, twisted the handlebar, and the wind from all around stopped Pei Jiding's words.

The final destination of the rose is the brick crack in the small garden downstairs.

Vermilion and dark red are like the color scheme of the manor where the heroine lives in Western literature.

Qin Shang locked the motorcycle, and glanced at the bald roses standing proudly in the cracks of the bricks.

When the wind blows, the remaining half of the petals sway with the branches, shaking, shaking, a little pitiful.

Brain twitched, Qin Shang pulled Pei Jiding down, and raised his chin towards Rose: "Does it look like you were beaten up and came to my house to hide in you? The choice of location is the same."

"..."

Hua, who vaguely hides some secret thoughts, has inexplicably become a symbol of his own scandal, Pei Jiding is a little helpless.

He turned his head to look at Qin Shang, who was looking at him calmly under the flickering incandescent lights in the corridor with his pockets in his pockets.The charm in his heart spread around Qin Shang's body, as if he had encountered a thick city wall and was strictly blocked out.

The love he secretly poked and paid was like looking for rough jade outside the stone, hitting it on the hard gray shell, and he couldn't poke it in at all.

Tangled and anxious thoughts settled down, Pei Jiding suddenly found a balance point.

Thoughts are hidden in the heart, covered with a layer of cloth, although warm, but no longer eager to show it.

Anyway, people can't run away.

He poked Qin Shang's shoulder with his finger, and turned his head to signal the flower: "No, it's the same one who destroyed the flower with his hands, take some responsibility, boss."

The rose stayed in the crack of the brick, but another shameless delicate flower entered someone else's house cheekily.

These few days the barbecue shop closes early, but Qin Shang sleeps late.

Pei Jiding came out after washing, and saw Qin Shang arranging the blueprint of the boss on the dining table.

"Angel investor" is just a casual name, and the joke is over as soon as you hear it, but after this matter, Qin Shang will really discuss with Pei Jiding if he has any new ideas.

The blueprints are constantly changing, and the gradually formed shop is like a treasure that Pei Jiding encountered by chance, and also like a high-quality stock that he accidentally bought.

Only when he saw the notebook full of words, Pei Jiding could feel the gap brought about by age.

Qin Shang's ideas are very mature. He has to investigate step by step what to do, the market conditions that need to be understood, and the selection of materials.

How can the interior decoration be classy but not too gorgeous, and how should the menu selection and operation mode be rectified.These have to be studied slowly.

Qin Shang, who was talking endlessly, looked like an expert. Pei Jiding felt dizzy when he heard it, and felt that Qin Shang, who was holding a book in one hand and pointing the country with a ballpoint pen, was really pretty.

The blueprint is Qin Shang's painstaking effort. Every man has a piece of land in his heart reserved for his career. Every stroke of this complicated blueprint is Qin Shang's ambition.

Pei Jiding didn't know much about this knowledge, but he listened carefully with his head tilted. Those professional and prepared data and ideas were poured into his mind little by little, which enriched his life.

He tried his best to keep up with Qin Shang's rhythm, and after roughly understanding Qin Shang's thoughts, he leaned back on the sofa and held up a notebook full of pictures in amazement.

He knelt against Qin Shang: "I'll hang out with you from now on, BBQ Prince."

This name is rustic, with a weird mix of Chinese and Western. Qin Shang took away the notebook and said, "I want to see the store address tomorrow, do you want to go together?"

Pei Jiding got excited, straightened up, and almost patted his chest: "Go! I am the second boss anyway, of course!"

The hour hand was about to reach two o'clock, Qin Shang looked at him with a look of course and a little pride, closed the notebook with a snap, stood up and said, "Okay, Second Boss, go to bed quickly."

Pei Jiding was lying in the guest room, tossing and turning. His life seemed to be on the right track. After meeting Qin Shang, love and career began to sprout.

The days in Pei's house seemed like a lifetime away. The corrupt and dizzy Second Young Master Pei just disappeared, leaving Pei Jiding with a bright future.

The days will get better and better.

Pei Jiding didn't believe this sentence before, the Pei family was too cold, even if more firewood was added, there wouldn't be much spark.

People have to see it with their own eyes and experience it first-hand before they will be convinced and change.Pei Jiding stared at the ceiling, thinking:

God always loves me, closed a door, and sent this floor-to-ceiling window studded with diamond jewels.