Ye Longlin looked at the two lip prints left on the snack in his hand and fell into a long silence.
Mu Hanqi chewed with her cheeks puffed out slightly, then wiped the oil from the corner of her mouth, looking slightly disappointed. "You, you... are you disgusted with me?"
He wanted to nod, but seeing Mu Hanqi's eyes, he forced himself to shake his head stiffly. "No."
"Then take a bite."
Ye Longlin looked down again, his tone slightly stiff. "Lipstick... you can't eat it, can you?"
Mu Hanqi thought for a moment and then smiled again. "It's okay, this is edible lipstick, it can be eaten."
The boss on the side burst into laughter, as if Ye Longlin's appearance was quite amusing.
"Back then, my old wife and I were like this. The times were feudal, and even holding hands would make us blush for a long time. I still remember when I went to propose, my father-in-law chased me with a stick for half the village. I just ran hard, as he couldn't catch up with me anyway."
Ye Longlin: "..."
Mu Hanqi: "..."
In the end, helpless, he could only bite into it with a stiff upper lip.
"Is it sweet?"
"Sweet."
"Is it tasty?"
Ye Longlin: "..."
Who would have thought that Mu Hanqi wouldn't fall into the trap, but the boss started setting one.
"Young man, you can't lie with a clear conscience. I've been setting up my stall here for so many years, you can't break this old man's heart."
Ye Longlin was speechless again and said helplessly, "It's delicious."
Mu Hanqi and the boss exchanged a smile and then burst into laughter.
He was starting to suspect if this was a trap deliberately set by the two of them.
Mu Hanqi leaned on the railing, looking at the swirling mist below, and murmured, "Nan Province always gets snow every year, and it should be soon. The first snow is coming, will you accompany me to see the snow then?"
He instinctively felt that Mu Hanqi also had something on her mind, so he didn't refuse. His heart wavered for a moment.
"Okay."
Mu Hanqi smiled gently, then suddenly hugged Ye Longlin's arm and murmured, "Meeting you on a snowy day, it's perfect."
Ye Longlin glanced at the snack in his hand, didn't say much, sighed in his heart, and quickly finished it.
It was here, many years ago, that Ye Guohui jumped off with him. If Ye Guohui hadn't had a trace of martial force, they might both have been buried here.
After discovering they weren't dead, the barely-alive Ye Guohui took the feverish him to Nan Province, where they eventually met Zhao Qian.
Life began to transform from then on.
After walking along the cliff, Mu Hanqi recovered and followed Ye Longlin, skipping and bouncing, as lively as a naive fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl.
Whether it was naivete or liveliness, at this moment, Mu Hanqi indeed possessed an indescribable charm.
After a long time, Mu Hanqi, who had fully embraced her natural exuberance, was still bouncing around.
Ye Longlin glanced at her and said helplessly, "It's time to go back."
Mu Hanqi pouted. "No, the scenery here is so beautiful, come and take pictures for me."
He was truly helpless. On a whim, he patted Mu Hanqi's head. "Disobedient, I won't take you back."
Mu Hanqi was slightly stunned. A head pat! This blockhead could actually do a head pat!
The girl who moments ago was restless and clamoring for Ye Longlin to take her picture became as docile as a lamb, softly uttering an "Oh," her little face flushed.
Yuan Gang started the car at the opportune moment, revealing a knowing smile, and also murmured to himself.
"I wonder if our future Dragon Lord's wife will be Mu Hanqi. Actually... she's quite good."
...
For the entire afternoon, Zhao Qian was busy in the kitchen alone, occasionally replying to Mu Hanqi's messages, her smile never fading.
All of this was orchestrated by Zhao Qian.
She asked Ye Longlin where he planned to go that afternoon, and then immediately passed the information to Mu Hanqi.
Mu Hanqi had originally planned to drive there, but Zhao Qian told her not to, so that way, as their relationship progressed, there would be a reason to stay in the same car.
Moreover, there were many things Zhao Qian had taught her to say.
As one of the people who understood Ye Longlin best, no one understood his habits better than her.
There was one detail that Ye Longlin had never changed since childhood.
That was food.
He would not eat food that others had eaten, even Ye Guohui.
"Mom, you're brilliant, truly brilliant. You've been worrying so much about my brother that you're personally teaching Sister-in-law how to pursue him. Amazing, truly amazing."
As soon as Zhao Siyu entered the kitchen, she saw her mother replying to messages on her phone. After finishing, she put her arm aside, and Zhao Siyu saw it.
The chat history had shocked Zhao Siyu all afternoon!
Zhao Qian glared at her and said irritably, "Don't tell your brother about this. If you do, I'll deal with you!"
Saying that, she raised her hand.
Zhao Siyu quickly shrank her neck and promised, "Ms. Zhao Qian, please rest assured, Ms. Zhao Siyu will never betray the organization and will resolutely complete the tasks assigned by the leader, resolutely adhering to Ms. Zhao Qian's policies!"
Then she ran off without any hesitation.
However, after running out, Zhao Siyu chuckled, "Ms. Zhao Qian, Mr. Ye Longlin is also a member of the organization. How can comrades not participate at such a crucial moment? Hehehe."
She quickly took out her phone, preparing to report to her brother, after all, her brother had given her five billion!
But this kind of "love must look at the standard answer" would be cheating, and it was definitely not advisable.
On this matter, Comrade Zhao Siyu and Comrade Ye Longlin stood on the same front.
After all, Zhao Siyu was also afraid that her mother would urge her to get married and then give bad advice to others. More importantly, what if she herself fell in love?
This was not good news!
However, just as she was about to send the message, Zhao Qian's figure appeared beside her at some unknown time. She looked at Zhao Siyu with a smile, slapped a clove of garlic onto the table, and chuckled, "Come, help Mom peel the garlic."
Zhao Siyu gave an awkward smile and nodded like a pecking chick, "Alright, my dearest Mom!"
Turning her head, after a moment of silence, she said, "Mom, a forcefully twisted melon is not sweet. Big brother has never said he likes Sister Mu. Forcing this red thread together like this won't last. You should let big brother solve his own problems, right?"
Zhao Qian lowered her gaze, and tears suddenly fell, dripping onto the floor.
Zhao Siyu immediately panicked. "Mom, don't cry. What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry, Mom, please don't cry, okay?"
"I promise, I'll never snitch again, and I'll never tell big brother again. Please don't cry, okay? It makes me feel bad."