Qin Qingzhuo never put so much thought into pleasing herself.
When I took out the tissue to clean my fingers, my wrist felt a little sore.
In fact, it doesn't take much effort to please Jiang Ji. Since it's a first-time experience, you can get the reaction you want with a little skill.
The reason why he put so much thought today was, on the one hand, because Qin Qingzhuo considered himself to be a person who was difficult to please, and Jiang Ji, who was reading the love poem, just happened to touch upon that point of his that was extremely difficult to please.
On the other hand, he found himself enjoying seeing Jiang Ji's reactions at certain moments.
The slightly furrowed brows, the heaving chest, the deliberately suppressed groans, and the bulging veins in the forearms...
This kind of reaction when one's emotions were out of control made Qin Qingzhuo be pleased by the other party several times during the whole process of pleasing the other party.
He threw the tissue into the trash can, touched Jiang Ji's face with the back of his hand, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you okay?"
Jiang Ji didn't say anything, lowered his head, and bit his shoulder through his cashmere sweater.
"Hey," Qin Qingzhuo turned his head to look at him, "Why are you repaying kindness with resentment?"
Jiang Ji's voice was a little hoarse: "Qin Qingzhuo, I have learned this trick. Be careful, I won't let you () next time..."
"No," Qin Qingzhuo said with a smile before he could finish, "You are not allowed to steal my skills."
Seeing Jiang Ji's Adam's apple rolling intermittently and his breathing not yet completely calmed down, thinking of his reaction just now, he asked curiously: "Is it really that exciting?"
"You'll understand if I repay your kindness with a little bit of my own." Jiang Ji glanced at him.
The look seemed inexplicably resentful, and Qin Qingzhuo couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I thought to myself, it’s quite interesting to tease little boys.
You should tease her more in the future.
During lunch, Jiang Bei was absent-mindedly playing a cat-feeding game on his phone.
Jiang Ji remembered something and asked Qin Qingzhuo, "By the way, do you want to keep the little black cat on the second floor of the bar?"
"Hmm?" Qin Qingzhuo thought of the black fur ball lying in his arms and looked up at him, "Why don't you bring it back to raise?"
"I can't bring him back," Jiang Ji said, "I won't let you hold him."
Jiang Bei also put down his phone and nodded in agreement: "It's very fierce and will bite people."
Qin Qingzhuo thought of the night when the little black cat bared its teeth and breathed at Jiang Ji, and asked Jiang Bei: "Did it bite you?"
"No, it always licks me, so I stay away from it," Jiang Bei said, "but it looks so soft, I really want to touch it."
"You haven't touched it at all?" Qin Qingzhuo was a little surprised.
"He hasn't touched it either." Jiang Bei raised his chin towards Jiang Ji, trying to find a scapegoat for himself, "That little cat was even more vicious to him."
"Now you are the only one who has touched it." Jiang Ji glanced at Qin Qingzhuo.
Jiang Bei stared at Qin Qingzhuo with wide eyes: "You actually touched that kitten?!"
"It's probably because you guys haven't touched the kitten at all," Qin Qingzhuo thought it was a little funny, and after thinking for a while he asked again, "It's on the second floor of the bar now, who's keeping it?"
"No one is raising it. I fed it before. After we moved, I asked Sister Ying to take care of it. Sister Ying likes this little black cat very much and says it can ward off evil spirits. But the cat doesn't kiss her. I can only look back and see if I can find a destined adopter for it." Jiang Ji said, "It seems like you and him are destined to be together. Do you want to raise him?"