Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

She half-blinked her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, then raised her chin and said a little proudly, "I still think you are bragging."

The clenched fist rested lightly on the man's broad palm, as if it could be easily contained in it by closing the fingers.

The slightly cool game coins fell down one by one, and the girl pursed her lips and said, "Let's try it."

If she wants to change Qin Beizhou, she has to have more contact with him. After all, she will not lose no matter whether she wins or loses.

Qin Beizhou paused for two seconds, as if he was still feeling Jiang Zhiyue's soft touch, and his slender and beautiful fingers twisted uncontrollably.

The strange and subtle feeling at the fingertips seems to connect to the heart.

The man was too tall, so in order not to block his view, he had to bend one of his legs and support himself with one hand on the control panel of the game console. Compared with his usual reserved and distant appearance, he looked more lazy and casual.

As the coin fell to the bottom of the box, music suddenly started playing. Jiang Zhiyue should have stared at the doll clip, but her eyes were involuntarily attracted by the other person's cold, white, slender hand.

In a few brief seconds, the dazed girl suddenly heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and confirmed with the other party.

She tucked her skirt in and squatted down to check, and indeed took out a fluffy little wolf doll.

God's.

This time she concentrated her attention and watched how he operated, and the result was once again incredibly accurate.

Is this the skill point that the original author gave him with full value?

Jiang Zhiyue was so confused that she couldn't say anything until the third round when she found the flaw and suddenly realized, "Wait, why didn't the doll clamp loosen when it slid back?"

Almost at the same time as the words fell, the third doll fell into the exit.

"I am willing to admit defeat."

Qin Beizhou had a slightly raised smile on his lips. He took out his cell phone from the lining of his suit and turned the screen towards the girl.

Above is the central control background of the entire game hall machine, and the parameters of the claw machine have been restored to the factory settings.

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This old six.

Qin Beizhou used up the remaining four game coins, looked at the girls lined up in his arms, and pursed his light-colored thin lips.

"Can you tell me the reason? You have been resistant to me from the beginning."

"Is it because I lost my composure that day at the bar?"

Jiang Zhiyue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't expect it to be so obvious.

In fact, Qin Beizhou didn't do anything excessive to herself, but her full knowledge of the plot made her subconsciously stay away from the so-called villain.

Even if those things haven't happened yet.

Seeing that she lowered her head and did not answer, the man continued to ask, "It's still because of Pu Yu's use of the gun."

"If that's the case, the doll can be considered an apology gift."

His dark eyes moved slightly, "I hope you can take off the filter you have for me in the future."

Qin Beizhou tapped the parameters of the claw machine with his fingertips. "Maybe now, to you, this is a despicable way for me to win the bet."

"But for me, it's just to amuse you."

It was the first time that Jiang Zhiyue heard the quiet Qin Beizhou talk so much. His clear voice was like slightly cold snow, yet with a hint of warmth.

"I'll let it go this time just for the sake of catching the doll for me."

She was always busy taking care of herself in the real world. In order to escape from her original family, she worked desperately part-time to make money. Even shopping was a luxury, and she had never experienced this kind of fun.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of satisfaction.

"What did you just say, when?"

The man's eyes rested on her, as if he wanted to confirm it. After a while, he said, "Today."

Oh my god, he was afraid that she would go back on her word, so he arrested her on the spot.

"Can't we do it another day? I have an appointment with Lin Sheng and Qin Wanni."

"It's only today that we have a break. I can wait for you until you finish."

Jiang Zhiyue was a little hesitant. Finally, after sending Lin Sheng to the cinema in the afternoon and confirming that the person she was dating was Fei Rui, she found an excuse to leave.

Even in the most luxurious business district in Beijing, Qin Beizhou's top-level business cars are particularly eye-catching in the open-air parking lot.

She was carrying a paper bag full of dolls, and when she opened the car door, she saw the other person leaning upright against the leather cushion.

A notebook was placed on his crossed legs, and his fingers were typing rapidly on the metal keyboard.

The man looked at the cold metal watch on his wrist. It was already five in the evening. "Are you hungry?"

"If you feel tired, just find a restaurant nearby."

Qin Beizhou is such a reserved and meticulous person, he would never take her around aimlessly.

"Not tired, let's go."

She got into the back seat of the car and sat next to him. The car was filled with a faint scent of ebony, which had an inexplicable magical power to calm people.

After nearly twenty minutes' drive, the two arrived at a high-end French restaurant that required membership reservations. The surrounding environment was comparable to that of a five-star hotel.

There was only French on the menu, and Jiang Zhiyue was confused by the brightly colored pictures of the items.

Seeing the girl's slightly frowned brows, Qin Beizhou patiently translated for her one by one, "French lamb chops, mussels stewed with wine, Lyon pike balls..."

Seeing the man was about to read it all, Jiang Zhiyue interrupted at the right time: "I'll just ask for the same thing as you."

He called the waiter over and took his order in fluent French. The plain words sounded better as they passed through his lips.

It has a romantic touch, an aura that was previously difficult to capture.

Because they ordered a double portion of food, Qin Beizhou would always raise his hand to signal the waiter to pass it to Jiang Zhiyue first, and then pick up the fork that had accidentally flipped over in front of her.

His expression was calm, as if all the details were just out of gentlemanly courtesy.

Jiang Zhiyue scooped some of the soft beef filling from the tomato cup and put it into her mouth. She was a little surprised and then started a conversation.

"Has your abdominal injury healed? Does it still hurt?"

The man's rose-gray eyes reflected the girl's beautiful face, "Are you concerned about me?"

"You were injured a few days ago. Isn't it normal to ask?"

"Is it."

But it was the first time he heard someone ask him such a question.

After all, even his own mother would only urge him to treat the wound when she was injured so as not to embarrass his father and upset him.

Never ask him if it hurts.

Qin Beizhou suppressed the ridiculous thoughts in his mind and took a sip of wine from the goblet. "I'm already healed."

The two of them ate in silence for a while. As the sky outside gradually darkened, he suddenly put down his fork and asked, "Do you like watching drone shows?"

The girl was confused by his random question, and recalled the video she had seen online before, and nodded.

Almost at the same time, on the empty lawn outside the restaurant, hundreds of drones that had been prepared at some unknown time suddenly lit up.

They ascended in rows in a square formation.

The blue-purple light spread out in all directions, like bright spots in the deep sea, with some faint light floating around.

The body of a blue whale slowly condensed in the middle, flapping its wings as it passed through the halo.

Jiang Zhiyue was sitting in front of the magnificent performance, her eyes filled with changing colors of light, she was truly shocked.

The expression lasted nearly ten minutes, ending with an unexpected French word.

She gestured and pointed at Qin Beizhou, "What does this mean?"

"la trouvaille,"

“Beautiful things that are discovered by accident.”

"That's it-"

Jiang Zhiyue met the man's gaze, not knowing if he meant something, and avoided it uncomfortably, "Very beautiful, thank you for arranging the French meal and performance today."

She had thought that according to Qin Beizhou's personality, he would never take the initiative, but today's actions made her a little upset.

On the way back, Qin Yan happened to call. Jiang Zhiyue glanced at the man who had no response to the ringing tone, turned down the volume and answered.

"Why didn't you reply to the message I sent you? Are you still shopping?"

"Yeah, it just ended."

"It's late, and the street light in front of your neighborhood is broken. It's not safe. I'll pick you up at the mall."

Upon hearing this, the girl quickly refused.

Qin Yan thought she didn't want to make things difficult for him, and after trying to persuade her for a long time he failed. Then the sound of an engine starting was heard during the call.

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't persuade him, so she hung up the phone and said to the driver, "Please just take me back to the mall."

The driver didn't dare to agree on his own and just looked at Qin Beizhou through the rearview mirror.

The man's cold voice sounded in the car, "Qin Yan wants to pick you up?"

She pursed her lips and nodded.

Although I didn't do anything, I inexplicably felt like I was cheating on my boyfriend.

Qin Beizhou didn't ask any more questions. He got out of the car and sent the person back to the first floor of the mall safely.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly bumped into Qin Yan who was standing in front of him. The two silver nails on his brow bone pressed down heavily along with his eyebrows.

The light red lips were pursed into a line, sharp as a blade.

There was an irrepressible question in his tone.

"Didn't you say you were going shopping with Lin Sheng and Qin Wanni?"

"Why is he here?"