Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Two people bought something from the main street to the end of the alley in the back street.

Do you want to buy fried yogurt? Yes!

Do you want to eat giant squid? Yes!

How many fried skewers do you want? One bucket per person!

The two of them swept around and each spent more than a hundred yuan.

"Oh my god." Fang Jingyan held a cup of fruit yogurt in his left hand and a black pepper sausage in his right hand, his mouth full of grease. "We ate so much tonight, and it's not even worth the two dishes we had at lunch."

Fu Miaoxi ate the roasted sweet potato skin in small bites, very politely. She was afraid that the pickled vegetables and peanuts inside would fall out, so she used her other hand to catch them with a piece of paper.

She nodded and agreed: "I really wanted to eat these snacks when I was a child. I craved them for a long time."

"Why? Your family says these are unhealthy?"

Family? Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "My family doesn't have money to eat these. Vegetable noodles are much cheaper than these, and they're more filling."

"Ah?" Fang Jingyan didn't understand. "But you're living in Xishan now, and you still don't have any money?"

"West Hill is full of private residences, just like ancient royal gardens. In J City, even if you have a little money, you can't afford to live there."

"Alas." Fu Miaoxi put down the potato peel and sighed: "I am just living in someone else's house. It's not me who has the money and power. Even Dr. Pei came today because of the face of the owner of that house."

Realizing that Fu Miaoxi seemed to be hiding something, Fang Jingyan sensibly stopped asking further questions.

"It's okay! If you want to eat again in the future, just call me. I know a lot about the snack streets in J City. I will definitely be able to satisfy your cravings."

After saying this, Fang Jingyan remembered something: "But..."

"But what?"

"The teacher said you're malnourished. I'm afraid I can't bring you here to eat more of this junk food in the future."

Fu Miaoxi smiled brightly: "What's wrong with junk food? It's just not nutritious, but it has a lot of emotional value!"

The two of them laughed together.

This was the most relaxing day for Fu Miaoxi since she came to J City more than a year ago.

You don’t need to think about where to work later, you don’t need to think about how much money you can spend on today’s meal, and you don’t need to worry about whether you will be suddenly called back by your family.

Just like that, she suddenly felt that she began to adapt to and become addicted to living under Jiang Qingyan's protection.

Because Fu Miaoxi had a great time hanging out with Fang Jingyan in the evening, when Jiang Qingyan called her via video, he saw Fu Miaoxi's eyes sparkling, her hands on her cheeks, and a silly smile on her face.

"So happy?" Jiang Qingyan straightened his phone, sat on the sofa in the hotel, and looked at the little man on the other side of the video.

Upon hearing this, Fu Miaoxi quickly restrained herself a little, but a gentle smile still appeared in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "Thank you, uncle, for giving me so many skin care products."

"Do you like it?"

Fu Miaoxi thought for a moment and smiled shyly: "Actually, I don't know much about cosmetics and skincare brands. I do know a little about fashion because it's a professional requirement."

"As long as it works." Jiang Qingyan didn't think it was a big deal. "Pei's Medical started out as a company. They're involved in Chinese and Western medicine, medical equipment, and many other areas."

"That beauty salon is just a new profit chain they've expanded by targeting the female market in recent years. They provide beauty care advice to women in need, and at the same time, they collaborate with several major brands to help them sell their products to the right audience."

“Of course Pei’s will also sell some of its own products.”

Fu Miaoxi listened carefully to Jiang Qingyan's introduction of Pei Yunjing's wealth, her eyes fixed on the screen of her mobile phone.

Seeing the little girl's trust and reliance on him with both body and soul, Jiang Qingyan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

As if by some strange coincidence, he said, "I'll be back next Friday. Next time you have a day off, I'll bring you here to see the fashion show."

Fu Miaoxi came back to her senses: "So soon, have you finished your business, uncle?"

Jiang Qingyan's eyebrows twitched. Was he thinking that he had been away for more than a week wasn't enough?

His voice suddenly turned cold: "If you can't sign a few cooperation agreements in more than a week, you might as well give the position of president to someone else."

Seeing Jiang Qingyan's originally affectionate expression, Fu Miaoxi, not knowing what she said wrong, pursed her lips and said, "Uncle, of course you are very capable, but you also need to pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

Jiang Qingyan was flattered by Fu Miaoxi's sudden compliment. Something occurred to him, and he asked her, "Do you want me to customize another incense for you?"

"what?"

"The incense you are using on your clothes and in your room now is mine."

Fu Miaoxi let out another cry, but her voice was a little trembling. Looking closely, the blush on her face gradually spread from her neck to the top of her head.

"If you don't like it, I'll ask the perfumer to customize one for you that matches the fragrance of this one."

"me……"

Jiang Qingyan saw that Fu Miaoxi didn't dare to look up at him. She turned her face to the side and lightly rested the back of her hand on her face, as if trying to cool herself down.

In fact, a few days ago, Uncle Zhong saw that he was dissatisfied with the clothes that the clothing store sent him for the first time, so he asked him if he wanted to customize a new fragrance for Fu Miaoxi.

After all, this fragrance is a business fragrance specially customized for him by the perfumer. It is cold and calm, slightly bitter but has a refreshing effect.

It is not suitable for little girls to use this.

Jiang Qingyan didn't respond at the time and remained silent.

But now he suddenly had a new idea, an idea that would make Fu Miaoxi feel that no matter what choice he made, it would be wrong.

If she says she doesn't like it, and I mix a new one for her, wouldn't that be actively asking for it... to match him, so that every time she smells a new fragrance, she will be reminded that the original intention of this fragrance was to match him.

If she said she liked him, then... her whole body would be filled with his scent.

Jiang Qingyan looked at Fu Miaoxi's conflicted expression with interest, but said nothing.

Fu Miaoxi did hear that this was a trap, but she didn't want to choose either one.

She suddenly turned her head to look at the video. Jiang Qingyan had one hand against his face, with two fingers touching his chin intermittently, obviously looking very leisurely.

Unable to bear seeing him so leisurely, Fu Miaoxi turned away angrily, as if she had given up on herself: "I can't choose, uncle, help me choose."

Jiang Qingyan chuckled softly, and his originally cool and handsome facial features suddenly changed from ink and color to rich colors, as if full of tenderness and love.

"Okay, I'll help you choose."

Jiang Qingyan saw Fu Miaoxi looking like an ostrich, trying to find a place to bury herself, and suddenly wanted to reach out and rub her head.

She lowered her voice and said with a hint of joking, "Then don't change it. You'll have to get used to this fragrance sooner or later anyway."

This sentence aroused a lot of imagination. Fu Miaoxi really wanted to hang up the video and bury herself in the bed to cool down.

Seeing that Fu Miaoxi was so embarrassed that she didn't want to talk to him, Jiang Qingyan slowly changed the topic to a normal one: "What are you going to do later?"

Fu Miaoxi thought for a moment and said, "I have a class that will end next week, so I need to make a PPT presentation for the big assignment."

"Fu Miaomiao is really a good kid who loves to study."

Angry! How could such an ordinary sentence, coming out of Jiang Qingyan's mouth, sound like a mockery of himself!

Fu Miaoxi thought with gritted teeth, then glared at Jiang Qingyan without showing any weakness.

Jiang Qingyan saw her vivid face, right in front of him, but he couldn't touch it, so his hands and heart started to itch.

"Don't work too hard. You've been out and about today. Go get some rest early, okay?"

Fu Miaoxi blushed again. She really couldn't understand why a video call like this could make her more shy than chatting in real life.

I had no choice but to nod and say, "I'll be sleepy in a while. I'll just memorize some words and then go to sleep."

"Okay, tell me before you go to bed."

Jiang Qingyan took the phone and looked at Fu Miaoxi's lowered brows before hanging up. A sour and tender emotion suddenly passed through his heart.