Chapter 85 Sister, can you give me the identity of kissing you...
Shen Qinghe looked at Lu Jinbai with his lips curled up, his face full of disdain. Is she such an easy person to deceive?
Do you treat others as fools if they don't get angry?
Wen Jingjing jumped up and hit him twice. She was not afraid of opponents who were like gods, but was afraid of teammates who were like pigs: "Are you stupid?"
Lu Jinbai covered his head, walked up to Jiang Yao, and shouted to her: "Good men don't fight with women."
Jiang Yao raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Jinbai like a fool, with a thousand words left unsaid.
After a long silence, he said, "I brought two tents. If you don't want to use this one, I can rent it to you."
The three people looked at Shen Qinghe expectantly. She was embarrassed to spoil others' interest and nodded in agreement.
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The two boys simply packed up and took the tent and picnic tools to find an open piece of land to set up the tent.
The two girls were responsible for buying some food.
Lu Jinbai is a semi-idle young man. He goes on picnics with his friends when he has nothing to do, and develops the skills of setting up tents.
He kept busy with his hands and couldn't stop talking: "Brother Jiang, am I really stupid?"
Jiang Yao's movement of bending down to hand over the tool paused for a moment. Seeing his serious face, it was rare that he didn't hit him: "You're not stupid."
Lu Jinbai's eyes lit up, like a puppy seeing meat and bones: "Tell me more specifically."
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows lazily. Doesn't this child understand polite words?
After thinking for a moment, I couldn't find a perfunctory answer.
"You hesitated, you started to make up lies to deceive me!" Lu Jinbai understood the meaning of his expression too well.
When someone exposed his thoughts, Jiang Yao still looked calm: "You're not stupid, you just have a brilliant mind."
It's probably because the Lu family's education is different from others, which makes Lu Jinbai's way of thinking and brain circuits seem a bit silly.
Lu Jinbai was so easy to fool, he turned around like a happy puppy and continued to set up the tent without any complaints.
The two tents were set up, and Lu Jinbai took the sleeping bag and was about to enter the tent where the girl was full of heart.
Jiang Yao didn't care about the picnic tools. He threw them away, stretched out his long arm, grabbed his destiny by the back of his neck, and said in a muffled voice: "I'll go."
Lu Jinbai retracted his stepped foot and handed him the sleeping bag: "Then I'll spread out the picnic blanket."
The infrastructure is all set up.
Jiang Yao stood next to the tent, his face condensed, and he stared in the direction he came from without saying a word.
Lu Jinbai came out of his tent yawning, and the word "Wang Wife Stone" flashed in his mind.
"Sister Qinghe, why haven't you come back yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were several small black dots moving towards this side in the distance, and the sound of chattering could be vaguely heard.
The distance is getting closer, and the leader is Shen Qinghe.
"Sister Qinghe, if Captain Jiang gets angry, you can save us." Cheng Jinfeng and Dameng brought over two boxes of beer.
"good."
The others also held a lot of things in their arms, including barbecue grills, wooden skewers, charcoal fires, matzas, folding tables, as well as small yellow croakers, chicken wings and other ingredients.
There's even a guitar.
Lu Jinbai glanced at what they brought, which was another big project.
If you don’t run now, wait until later.
He magnified his yawn and said, "Brother Jiang, I'm a little tired. I'll take a nap first."
Several people who came were from the basketball team, and they all said in unison: "Team Jiang!"
Jiang Yao's eyebrows were lowered, and his voice was very light, with no emotion at all: "Yeah."
Dameng and some people went to build a barbecue grill, while others went to make skewers.
Cheng Jinfeng didn't have any discernment at all, and he seemed to want to take credit: "I heard Sister Qing say that you are not together yet, so I specially called them here to assist together."
Jiang Yao crossed his arms across his chest, looked at him sideways, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Thank you."
The plan was disrupted.
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There is strength in numbers.
After a while, the barbecue grill was ready for use, and the charcoal and fire met, making a crackling sound.
Dameng's family owns a barbecue restaurant, and his skills are pretty good. He is mainly responsible for grilling. There is oil smoke and aroma coming from the barbecue grill.
Wen Jingjing and Cheng Jinfeng were fighting the king in the corner.
Shen Qinghe was a little bored in the tent and wanted to help, so he stood next to Dameng.
"Do you need help?"
"No need." Dameng poured some cooking oil on the grilled wings.
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere.
The world was spinning for a while, and he fell into a broad and hard embrace.
Shen Qinghe rubbed the tip of his nose that hurt from the collision, and complained softly, in a soft voice, as if he was coquettish: "It hurts me."
Jiang Yao leaned over slightly and stared into her eyes, which were filled with physiological tears. The ends of her eyes were red.
His eyes blinked, innocent and simple.
So soft-hearted.
He raised his hand to rub the tip of her nose and said softly and slowly, "It won't hurt if you rub it."
The tone of coaxing a child.
Dameng was speechless. He was just a barbecue griller and had done nothing wrong. Why should he be allowed to eat dog food?
Lu Jinbai didn't know when he woke up and came to Jiang Yao with his cell phone: "Brother Jiang, your phone number."
Jiang Yao glanced at the incoming call, frowned, and walked a long way before answering the call.
Before leaving, he asked: "Help me take good care of Qinghe."
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The video call lasted nearly an hour.
Jiang Yao hung up the phone and walked back.
It was almost time to eat and drink, most people had left, and only a few people were cleaning up the place.
Shen Qinghe didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't listen to anyone's calls. He sat motionless on the chair, his eyes were blurry and unfocused.
Lu Jinbai was drunk beside him.
Jiang Yao couldn't help but kicked him twice: "You're just taking care of me like this?"
"Brother, don't blame me. Those people in the team are trying to trick her to death? I can't stop her much." Lu Jinbai spoke intermittently, and his ability to answer questions was entirely due to his fear of Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao sighed and leaned over to look at Shen Qinghe: "Can I still leave?"
Hearing the voice, Shen Qinghe's eyes gradually focused and he blinked, feeling extremely aggrieved: "I want a hug."
Without waiting for his consent, slender arms wrapped around his neck and long legs climbed up to his waist.
Shen Qinghe buried his head in his neck: "Go home."
"good."
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The air in the tent moves relatively slowly, and the atmosphere gradually heats up.
Jiang Yao gently placed her on the sleeping bag, but she refused to let go, holding her tightly around his neck.
He was forced to hold her down with his upper body.
Shen Qinghe's fair and clear face was covered with a layer of crimson, especially the corners of the eyes, the tips of the eyebrows and the ends of the eyes.
delicate and charming.
Jiang Yao's throat tightened and he suppressed those thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Breathing intertwined, something was quietly rising.
Shen Qinghe gently rubbed the tips of his red ears with his hands, and there was a thin layer of mist in his peach blossom eyes, which made them hazy.
She put her arms around his neck again and stared straight at his thin and slightly curled lips.
For a moment, I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. I just wanted to follow my heart: "I want to kiss you."
Perhaps because of alcohol, Jiang Yao overturned all his previous plans: "Sister, can you give me an identity to kiss you?"
The voice was low and hoarse, a bit bewildering.
Shen Qinghe was not very clear-headed and nodded blankly.
Jiang Yao chuckled: "Does the sister know her identity?"
She shook her head.
"It's my boyfriend." Jiang Yao paused, "So, sister, do you want to fall in love with me?"
"Okay." Shen Qinghe nodded and asked directly, "Can we kiss?"
He is so cute that he wants to be bullied severely.
Jiang Yao seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time, and his tone was particularly tired: "Then, who do you want to kiss, sister?"