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

Fei Rui deliberately said the last sentence in Chinese, so they only understood this sentence and looked at each other in confusion.

What's interesting?

The scene of the two of them in the car flashed through his mind. Qin Beizhou half-closed his eyelashes with an unclear expression, and looked at Jiang Zhiyue with drooping eyelashes, as if he had something to say.

The thin lips opened slightly: "Are you on good terms with Lin Sheng?"

The girl's heart suddenly tightened. She didn't expect that Lin Sheng could not escape the fate of being dragged into this mess.

In order to prevent the man from touching her, she just nodded and said seriously: "She is my first friend."

Qin Beizhou said nothing more and left with Pu Yu.

The car gradually disappeared on the busy street. Qin Wanni held Jiang Zhiyue's arm in confusion, with a kind of girl's clear and dull feeling in her eyes, "What did he mean just now?"

"I don't know."

Dragging her to the nearest Sichuan restaurant, Qin Wanni, who was bored, took a photo of the scenery outside and sent it to Qin Yan. The glass on the left just reflected the shadow of Jiang Zhiyue who was looking up and drinking tea.

[My sister-in-law and I are just about to have lunch. Do you want to join us?]

Almost as soon as the photo was delivered, the man quickly replied, [Send me the location.]

About twenty minutes later, a cool silver supercar stopped outside.

Jiang Zhiyue stood up to make room inside, and Qin Yan grabbed her hand and pulled her in the direction of her. The head close to her red lips was stopped in time, "There are still people here."

The man saw her dark eyes blinking uncomfortably due to shyness, and in a good mood he kissed her forehead.

The eyelashes that half-drooped due to the kiss cast a shadow on the eyelids, adding a touch of affection to the handsome face.

Qin Wanni, who was sitting directly opposite you and dealt another head-on critical hit*2: The other party rejected the dog food you threw and kicked over the dog bowl.

Just eat and be a qualified eater.

After tearing open the tableware packaging bag, she just set her eyes on the appetizing tripe and luncheon meat dipped in red oil in the Maoxuewang, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Yan picked up both of them and put them into Jiang Zhiyue's bowl with a chopstick.

Turning to the spicy chicken, he snatched the piece with the most meat first.

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I wanted to slap myself for showing off to the other person that I was eating Sichuan cuisine half an hour ago.

"By the way, brother, do you still remember Lin Sheng? She recently got a foreign boyfriend who looks like a model."

Qin Yan looked over with no interest, "Why, are you envious?"

"It's okay, after all, our living habits are different." Qin Wanni put down her chopsticks and hugged herself tightly with her arms. "I didn't have time to say hello before the man hugged me. I can't do it anymore."

"Fortunately, when he was about to hug my sister-in-law, Qin Beizhou stopped him."

The other party then perked up a bit, and doubtfully repeated a word the girl had just said, "Qin Beizhou?"

"Yes, they seem to know each other."

As she was talking, Qin Wanni recalled something, and a look of disbelief appeared on her beautiful face, "Could it be that Qin Beizhou is interested in my sister-in-law?"

It was the same at the Qin family's old house, and just now as well. Although he didn't do anything excessive, it was abnormal for him to meddle in other people's business.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Qin Yan threw the paper on the table over to her in a bad mood and gave Qin Wanni a sidelong look. "You spend all day reading meaningless novels and TV dramas."

"Your brain is broken."

"Tsk." The girl pouted in dissatisfaction. He really thought she was a lady from a noble family who never went out of the house and knew everything that was going on in the circle.

At most it's pseudo-uncle literature, what's impossible about it?

*

In the next two days, Qin Yan was going to participate in an international skateboarding competition held abroad, so Jiang Zhiyue, who had free time, continued to stay at home reading information.

When she was enjoying her melon, the melodious ring of the phone suddenly interrupted her thoughts, "Hello, how are you?"

The girl's clear voice sounded more charming through the receiver. After a moment of silence, the other party said, "Can we meet?"

"It was inconvenient last time when Qin Wanni was here. I wanted to apologize to you in person for getting drunk."

Jiang Zhiyue went to the address provided by the man and found that it was the judo gym where she gave Qin Wanni a necklace last time. The black and white double-layer design looked very stylish.

If it weren’t for the black stripe sign at the entrance, passers-by might mistake it for an Instagram-style coffee shop.

She stared at the building for a while, then mechanically turned her head to look at Qin Beizhou, touching her still intact arms and legs: "What you mean by apology is to bring me to the judo hall for a sparring match?"

It's not easy to give it to others to learn from -

Are you sure you didn't add double quotes?

Seeing the girl's fearful expression, the man's sharp eyebrows and eyes had an imperceptible arc, "I know my limits."

The staff handed the folded uniform to Jiang Zhiyue and took her to the locker room.

After changing into her Taoist uniform, she went up to the training ground on the second floor of the gym, and peeked over to see Qin Beizhou, who had changed his clothes and was standing in the middle.

He had taken off his usual red suit and was now wearing a white Taoist robe, looking back with an upright posture. The snow-white color made him look even colder.

Compared to the dangerous atmosphere that emanates from it all the time, there is a sense of something that cannot be desecrated.

Jiang Zhiyue looked around and saw that they were the only two people in the huge venue, so she walked closer.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her belt, and suddenly touched the buckle, causing the girl to stagger and dodge. "What's wrong?"

“Left and right are reversed.”

As he spoke, Qin Beizhou hooked his index finger on the buckle and pulled her closer, then helped her untie the buckle by holding back her distinct eyelashes.

Before she could press it tightly, the front of the kimono loosened as the straps fell off, revealing the white, tight-fitting suspenders inside, which tightly fit the girl's exquisite curves.

Jiang Zhiyue's long black curly hair was tied behind her head. A strand of hair flowed down her snow-white neck and fell into the groove slightly pressed under the clothes, which was very tempting.

Her skin suddenly turned a light pink, and she quickly pressed the kimono back to her chest. She could feel the man's gaze on her.

Although his expression was calm, his gaze was unusually hot.

Her height was about as tall as the other's shoulders. When Qin Beizhou lowered his head to tie his belt, his warm breath spread all over her head, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.

"Is it fastened?"

"Ah."

"The predecessor of Judo is Jujutsu, which evolved from martial arts. Its attack and defense focus on using softness to overcome hardness and combining hardness with softness."

Qin Beizhou explained while extending his right wrist to the girl, "Grab it, and the left collar."

"Step your right foot in front of your same-side foot, step back, and kick out to trip."

Jiang Zhiyue followed the steps the other party said, and exerted force with her arms. Instead of being thrown over, the force pushed her to her knees.

Qin Beizhou supported her with his arms, and his broad shoulders held her in the shadows, and helped her stand up. "When your left leg is bent, lean your body to the same side to avoid being thrown."

"Come again."

She breathed a sigh of relief and gathered all her strength to hold the man. Her strength was as ridiculous as that of an ant carrying an elephant. Qin Beizhou was so steady that he didn't even move his feet.

Jiang Zhiyue patted Zhuahong's hand in dissatisfaction, "You show it once first, then I'll try."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Qin Beizhou grabbed her hands and collar, seemingly lightly, without any effort -

Suddenly the world was spinning before my eyes.

In another second, he fell on his back, and when he hit the ground, he was picked up with one hand, leaning on his chest with his knees a little weak.

"Have you learned it?"

It's all in vain.

"You are so much taller than me, don't you think it's a bit unfair?"

Jiang Zhiyue's breathing was slightly panting after practicing, her face flushed as she raised her head to look at the man, a mist in her black eyes because of the move just now.

When he was staring at her, she suddenly squatted down, grabbed the man by the collar and threw him back cleanly, but due to inertia, she lost her balance and half-supported on him.

Looking at Qin Beizhou from a sidelong angle, Chou Li's small face was full of pride: "It was unexpected, right?"

"Don't be too rigid. Using a beauty trick occasionally will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Qin Beizhou had actually noticed the girl's little trick a long time ago, but seeing her unyielding expression, he deliberately used her force to flip over.

Seeing her happy look, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, his cold and handsome face was like snow water after the iceberg melted, "If a man touches you again in the future, do you know how to fight back?"

Jiang Zhiyue opened her lips slightly in surprise. It turned out that he remembered that Fei Rui suddenly wanted to hug her, and wanted to teach her how to defend herself.

"Ah."

Qin Beizhou remained on the ground in the subdued position, his eyes wandering between the slightly damp hair on the side of the girl's face, "It was a honey trap just now, is it the same now?"

Only then did she realize that her hands, which were resting on the man's chest, had slipped into his collar without her noticing.

Under the fingertips are tight and bulging chest muscles.

"Sorry, sorry."

Jiang Zhiyue hurriedly stood up, but her hand was pressed back to its original position by the other party. She could clearly feel his strong heartbeat.

The intense restlessness was out of character and not like the Qin Beizhou she knew.

"I'm sorry, and I like you."

"Although I was drunk that day, this is not a lie."