Chapter 121 Feed the fruit and eat this is my fruit tea
Because she was thinking about things in her mind, Song Wei had already finished writing several greeting cards. She kept writing and unknowingly wrote Qi Lin's name.
"Song Weiwei, you have to calm down and stop thinking about it. It's been so long. Concentrate. It won't be enough if you fail to write the card again!" Song Wei, who was holding a pen and paper, made a cheering gesture.
Keep comforting yourself and try to focus on the matter at hand.
Fortunately, if you talk about it a lot, it will always have some effect.
When Qi Lin came back, Song Wei was lying on the table writing a greeting card. He was so focused that he didn't even notice that he was back.
There are many completed exquisite greeting cards and corresponding envelopes on the table, and there are a lot of red socks piled on the chair next to them.
Qi Lin, who walked to Song Wei, lowered his head and looked at her attentive look, and smiled softly to avoid scaring her, and even reminded her aloud.
"Brother Lin, you're back." Song Wei, who had temporarily forgotten the embarrassing incident, turned to look at Qi Lin, her eyes bright, and she said sweetly.
"Yeah." Qi Lin responded, and then asked softly: "What are you doing? Are you writing greeting cards to your fans?"
"No, I did it for a charity organization. Every year, they will be the organizer to write New Year's greeting cards and prepare New Year's gifts for the children they help." Song Wei, who was holding the pen, shook her head and did not explain it very clearly, because she still couldn't explain it clearly for the time being.
I don’t want Qi Lin to know about the Rainforest Foundation.
Hearing Song Wei's words, Qi Lin's eyes became more tender: "Do you mind if I help you do it?"
"Huh?" Song Wei didn't react.
After getting the answer, Qi Lin had a smile on his face, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all.
Feeding and eating alone, Song Wei's brain felt like it was mushy. After a while, she fed all the oranges on the plate to Qi Lin.
"It's okay, I'm not very tired either." Song Wei said as he tried to get started.
Song Wei ate a strawberry herself first, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, and then happily walked to the table with the plate: "Brother Lin, eat some fruit."
"Then what do you need me to do? You can arrange it." Qi Lin said and spread his hands.
The fresh and plump pulp spreads in the mouth along with the sweet and sour orange juice. The sweet and sour taste of orange makes people feel comfortable.
After the oranges were gone, Song Wei began to feed Qilin strawberries and cherries.
After drinking the water, Song Wei helped Qi Lin pour a glass: "Brother Lin."
"It's okay." Qi Lin replied with a chuckle.
Looking at his empty hands, Song Wei pursed her lips, laughed softly, and finally followed Qi Lin's suggestion.
These words instantly made Song Wei feel happy in her heart. She reached out and took another fruit fork, inserted a piece of orange into it, and handed it to Qi Lin.
After thinking for a while, Song Wei took two oranges, peeled them, cut them and put them on a plate, and then washed some strawberries and cherries.
But Qi Lin directly took the envelope and socks from Song Wei's hand, tilted his head slightly, and said with tenderness but persistence: "Go and have a rest."
Song Wei, who didn't expect Qi Lin to say that, thought for a moment and nodded without hesitation: "Of course I don't mind."
It was obviously just an ordinary move, but Song Wei felt a little embarrassed, and her cheeks turned slightly red. Scenes and memories that had been forgotten appeared in her mind again, and her red face became even hotter.
It got up and even spread to the neck.
Qi Lin took the cup and took two sips, then put the cup in the corner.
"I'm sorry." Song Wei said awkwardly after reacting.
After writing two hundred letters, Song Wei's neck and wrists were extremely stiff. He couldn't help but sit there and stretch his body, planning to seal the letter.
Before Song Wei could sit down, Qi Lin spoke first: "I've been working on this for so long. Go eat some fruit and rest for a while."
Feeling a little strange, Song Wei raised her eyes to look at Qi Lin and blinked. Although she didn't speak, her eyes were full of confusion.
"Brother Lin, what kind of fruit do you want to eat?" Song Wei, who was standing in front of the refrigerator, hesitated and poked his head, asking Qi Lin for his opinion.
"No, I bought a lot." When buying socks online, Song Wei counted herself and Qi Lin in the socks, but after buying them, she didn't have a suitable chance to take them out.
After enjoying it for a while, Song Wei suddenly sat up straight and bit the fruit fork in his hand. He felt a little uneasy about his conscience, but also felt a little inexplicable happiness: "Brother Lin, am I going too far like this?
It's obviously my own business, but I'm here watching Brother Lin do what you do."
Ever since, Song Wei planned to escape.
"Ah?" Song Wei's reaction was a little loud when she was called out. After she noticed it, she tried her best to pretend to be calm: "What's wrong, Brother Lin?"
"I've almost finished writing the greeting card. Brother Lin, can you help me put the greeting card and red socks into the corresponding envelopes?"
"Song Wei."
"Okay." Qi Lin took action immediately.
"What's wrong, Brother Lin?" Song Wei inserted a cherry and handed it to Qi Lin, blinking her eyes, looking extremely innocent.
"Although the fruit is delicious, I can't finish everything on the plate. I'm full." Qi Lin spoke helplessly.
"Okay, okay." Song Wei reacted slightly stiffly and then fed Qi Lin with the fruit fork in her hand.
These greeting cards were carefully selected by Song Wei online. Each one is very beautiful, and you can feel her best wishes for these children when you see them.
"I want to eat another orange." Qi Lin spoke softly.
Song Wei, who realized what she had done, wanted to take back her hand.
After stuffing a cherry into her mouth, Song Wei held the table and watched Qi Lin concentrate on handling the envelope, shaking her head subconsciously.
Who knew that before Song Wei could take back her hand, Qi Lin had already taken her hand and ate the orange without hesitation.
"I want to eat another orange." Qi Lin's deep eyes flashed with a little smile, and he repeated his words unhurriedly.
"That's fine, just watch and wash it." Qi Lin never had any requirements for food and accommodation.
"Yes." Song Wei was a little embarrassed. Compared with the incubator carefully prepared by Qi Lin, the gift she gave him was too perfunctory.
Looking at the orange in front of him, Qi Lin raised his eyes and glanced at Song Wei.
"I'm willing to do it myself, there's nothing wrong with that." Qi Lin's tone was full of doting.
"Did you get the New Year's gift from here too?" Qi Lin shook the socks in his hand.
Holding the very familiar red socks, Qi Lin didn't know what he was laughing at and laughed softly.
"Will there be a child missing a gift?" Qi Lin raised his eyebrows gently.
"Song Wei."
"You eat first, I'll eat later." Qi Lin was busy with what he was doing without even raising his head.
Song Wei quickly took her hand back and looked down at the cherries on the fork, thinking about what to do with it. As her brain's speed plummeted, she just felt that the broken fruit was not suitable to put back on the plate, so
He stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Seeing Song Wei's actions, Qi Lin stopped talking.
But Song Wei, whose cheeks turned red, realized it herself.
This is Qi Lin’s fruit fork!
"Well, well, well, it's getting late. I'll leave these envelopes to you, Brother Lin. I'm going to make dinner." After saying that, Song Wei hurriedly ran into the kitchen with a plate in hand.
