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chuanbei
when fu qinyuan arrived at the jing house, jing hanchuan was the only one at home. jing xingyao had gone to help out at xu xinfeiâs shop, while a certain boss and sheng aiyi had brought their grandson to climb the great wall and see the forbidden city.
when jing muye left the capital, he was still young. the big boss had a patriotic heart and was always worried that his grandson had forgotten his roots. in the past two days, he had taken him to visit historical sites of all sizes in the capital.
in jing xingyaoâs words, he would jump out every day, and when he came back, he would be as tired as a dead dog.
jing hanchuan looked at fu qinyuan entering the house with his fishing gear and sneered. â what are you doing here? xingyao is not home.â
whatâs the point of pretending now that iâve achieved my goal?
âi know,â fu qinyuan had been stared at by fu chen since he was a child, so jing hanchuan was not afraid of this kind of look. he said calmly, â iâm here to see you. â
âwhy are you looking for me?â
âif you donât want to go fishing today, i can chat with you for a while.â
â as long as you treat xingyao well and you two like each other, i wonât interfere for the time being, so ... â jing hanchuanâs eyes twitched, looking rather evil.
what he meant was,âi wonât do anything for the time being, so you can get lost.â
i didnât lie when i said that i like being with you because i feel relaxed. iâve been under a lot of pressure writing my thesis recently, so i just wanted to find a quiet place to rest for a while. â
â there are guests at home. itâs quite noisy and i canât calm down. ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
â sixth uncle, please do what you need to do. donât worry about me. iâll go to the backyard for a while. â
his tone was extremely humble.
jing hanchuan frowned. to be honest, if this man wasnât fu chenâs son, he might have really believed his nonsense. but when he saw his face and thought of fu chen, what he said ...
he probably couldnât believe a single punctuation mark.
however, he really went to the backyard to fish alone and only left around 10 o âclock.
fu qinyuan naturally knew that jing hanchuan was hostile to him. what he needed to do now was to slowly infiltrate his thoughts and make him feel that he was really obedient and harmless.
âsixth master, what does this third master mean?â
jing hanchuan scoffed. â what else could it be? itâs an infiltration. â his thoughts were simply not enough.
âthen, should we do something?â
â no need. if he wants to come, he can come here every day. itâs convenient to keep an eye on him since heâs right under our noses. â
the two of them were playing with each other.
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fu qinyuan left the jing house and went to xu yuanfeiâs dessert shop in the city to buy something.
because it was mid-autumn, the store was packed with mooncakes. from a distance, he could see jing xingyao wearing the uniform of the staff and a black staff hat. he was holding a tray with mooncakes cut into small pieces for customers to try.
â sir, have a taste ... â she saw someone approaching and turned around to speak. she saw fu qinyuan and asked in a low voice, â why are you here? â
âiâm buying mooncakes.â
âdonât mess around,â she walked to the corner of the store, and fu qinyuan naturally followed her back.
this was a relatively remote place in the shop, and it was also a blind spot for most of the people.
âiâm serious.â as fu qinyuan spoke, he had already picked up a toothpick, poked a piece of mooncake, and put it in his mouth. it was soft and sweet. â itâs quite delicious. â
jing xingyao just smiled. â iâm probably busy these two days, so i didnât have time to contact you. sorry. â
âjust like this?â he got closer.
it was crowded, and the twoâs clothes were gently rubbing against each other. they were even closer to each other. behind jing xing was a wall, and there was no way to retreat. they could only stick close to each other, as if their entire bodies were imprisoned.
if he got any closer, she would be trapped under him.
âiâll treat you to a meal after youâre done.â she tried to open her mouth. â the shop is full of people. move aside. â
âyouâre my girlfriend, what are you afraid of?â
fu qinyuan tilted his head and pecked her on the lips, making her blush. â fu qinyuan! â
â there should be a lunch break, right? eat with me, okay? â he blocked with one hand, almost blocking most of the line of sight.
his deep voice, accompanied by his hot breath, hit his face ...
the surroundings were noisy. jing xingyao was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
âgive me an hour, okay?â
she nodded.
âso obedient, yingluo.â
then, he pecked her on the corner of her mouth. â go ahead and do your work. iâll wait for you for lunch. â
âyes.â jing xingyao ran out from the corner, blushing.
......
there were a lot of people in the shop at the moment, and it was impossible for no one to see the two of them being so intimate.
a girl pressed against her companionâs arm. â hey, is that the third master? â
the man bit his lip. â no! â