Gold Medal Sweetheart

"What? Teacher Tang wants to go back on your word before the main film even starts?" The man's voice was like poison. Even if you heard it for a short while, it would be so enchanting that it would be fatal.

Tang Xin didn't dare look at him, "I didn't promise you anything."

"Don't you want to have some passion?" The man's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Sure," Tang Xin turned her head and looked him in the eye. The man raised an eyebrow playfully, waiting for her to continue. "We can't do it here either. You drive."

After staring at her for a long time, Jin Taize reluctantly let go of her hand, straightened her up, and drove out of the night market.

When they arrived following her manual navigation, the man looked at the neon sign of "Luxi Shaved Ice" and laughed angrily.

"Is this what you call passion?" He asked with a smile, pointing at the people queuing up.

"This isn't the first time you've had such dirty thoughts." Tang Xin responded to him with what he had said about her that afternoon, shaking her ponytail and standing at the end of the line.

This is a traditional shaved ice restaurant that still retains the dining style with small tables and benches set up outdoors. Tang Xin has been eating here since she was a child, and the taste has remained the same over the years.

Her arm was pulled by a force, and she withdrew from the end of the line. Jin Taize took her place and said, "Take up your seat."

"I want to eat……"

"Chocolate flavor." Jin Taize gave the answer for her first.

This person is annoying, but he still remembers her taste.

Sitting on a small bench, waiting for him, she wondered if she had mistakenly seen Jin Taize browsing the video of a woman wearing the same necklace he had photographed at the charity dinner. Because she was looking through the car window, by the time she wanted to check if she knew the woman, he had already put his phone away.

That's why she asked him that as soon as she got in the car. She remembered that he was smiling at that time.

"About my age." After she asked casually at the dinner party, his answer seemed to have traveled through time and space and filled her mind again, reminding her that whether the necklace was given to her or not, and to whom it was given, it was none of her business.

A man came over with a bowl of shaved ice sticking out of his head. It was obvious that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot due to waiting in line for a long time. Tang Xin tried hard to smile at him. Perhaps for the two of them, there would not be many opportunities like this in the future.

So, in the car, she couldn't help but touch the edge of his tie, feeling the muscles under his shirt tense and burning. She actually felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"You only bought one?" Tang Xin asked. This old shop had been around for so long, not only because of the delicious food, but also because it was affordable. Each portion was so large that you couldn't finish it all in one. But looking around, the only people who could afford a portion were affectionate couples, so she didn't want to be so blunt.

Jin Taize placed the shaved ice in front of her and said, "Girls shouldn't eat so much cold food."

How come he acts like an old lady at such a young age? He thinks more thoughtfully than a woman like her.

Tang Xin picked up the spoon and took a sip. The rich chocolate flavor spread in her mouth. She closed her eyes in satisfaction and said, "It's so delicious!"

Jin Taize smiled, "Is it so delicious?" Tang Xin looked at the place where he had just scooped a sip and put it into his mouth.

Feeling her fixed gaze out of the corner of his eye, Jin Taize turned his head and watched her gently bite the small spoon between her thin lips. The chocolate went down her throat and her Adam's apple rolled, but the taste was not cool, but a little irritating.

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Xin nervously pointed with her spoon at the spot where they had just eaten, and kindly reminded him, "Will you swallow your saliva?"

"It's not like I haven't eaten your saliva before." Jin Taize gave her a cold look and added calmly, "You've also eaten my saliva."

"Stop talking." She muttered and buried her head deep in her eyes.

Well, in just a few words, he described the last time he kissed her on the lips in the car before the concert as if it was a common occurrence, but the embarrassment that had been forgotten was brought up again by him. Memory is stubborn and naughty, and she seemed to be able to feel the warmth of his lips and tongue even now.