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

Jiang Qingyan took her sliding a few more times, and she would still fall occasionally, but after an hour, she was finally able to slide to the bottom by herself.

Jiang Qingyan pinched Fu Miaoxi's face with relief: "Miaomiao is great, let's go eat first?"

Fu Miaoxi was still a little weak, and he was really worried about her freezing outside in the snow for several hours.

"Okay, okay, what are you having for lunch?"

"There's a pretty good farm stay nearby. Would you like to try it?"

"Ah, I'm fine with that." Fu Miaoxi looked at Jiang Qingyan: "But uncle, are you used to eating here? The food at the farmhouse is probably not as refined as what you usually eat."

"We eat it occasionally, just as a change of taste." Jiang Qingyan took Fu Miaoxi on the cable car: "I heard from Aunt Xun that you usually like noodles. The rice noodles at that restaurant are delicious."

When they arrived at the farmhouse and the dishes were served, Jiang Qingyan first served Fu Miaoxi half a bowl of rice noodles.

"Try it."

Fu Miaoxi took a bite, was stunned, and took another big bite in disbelief.

Seeing her strange expression, Jiang Qingyan couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"This rice noodle shop is so delicious." Fu Miaoxi showed a nostalgic look on her face: "When I was in high school, I also liked the rice noodle shop behind the school. At that time, dormitory students were not allowed to leave the campus from Monday to Friday, but they could leave on Saturdays and Sundays."

"Occasionally when I have a little extra money in my bag, I'll order myself a bowl of rice noodles that tastes very similar to this."

Jiang Qingyan's heart softened when he heard her talk about the past. He patted her head and said, "If you like, eat more. How about I bring this chef back to J City?"

Fu Miaoxi shook her head quickly when she heard this: "No, no, it's boring to eat here all the time. Besides, asking someone to give up their current leisurely life and go to J City is too much to ask."

"Okay." Jiang Qingyan also served himself some rice noodles and tasted them slowly.

"Actually, the cafeteria in my high school is also very unique..."

When talking about high school, Fu Miaoxi opened up and kept sharing the beautiful moments in her memory.

Jiang Qingyan ate while listening, paying special attention to whether she would mention Qi Songyu, the little boy who had impure intentions towards her.

"At that time, I often hid on the rooftop with my friends, but Qi Songyu never let me slack off."

In Fu Miaoxi's narration, her junior Qi Songyu played a very important role in her three years of high school study life.

"At that time, the school organized a spring outing, and several grades went to the river together. Some girls didn't like me and secretly discussed pushing me into the river."

"Guess what happened? Before he could finish his words, he was pushed by Qi Songyu and stumbled."

Not only does he share the same interests as her, but he also protects her in every way.

Jiang Qingyan clenched his chopsticks calmly, secretly reminding himself not to reveal any flaws.

He has ten thousand ways to deal with this potential love rival, and only a fool would let Fu Miaoxi notice.

He picked up a piece of taro and gave it to Fu Miaoxi: "Help me taste this."

Fu Miaoxi really turned her attention back to the food: "It's a bit oily, but not too spicy. It's quite delicious."

"I heard that Jiang Qiwu, at your instigation, had a snowboarding competition with a few other boys today?"

Fu Miaoxi nodded. She was not surprised that Jiang Qingyan knew.

"There's alpine skiing here. Do you want to see my skills later?"

Fu Miaoxi widened her eyes and agreed impatiently: "Yes!"

The group played at the ski resort until nightfall. In order to let Fu Miaoxi see the night view here, Jiang Qingyan directly booked a suite in the accompanying hotel and planned to stay there for one night.

"Come back to your room and take a hot bath and blow dry your hair. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Qingyan gave her instructions in great detail: "Your health wasn't good to begin with, and you've been standing in the snow all day. You need to get rid of the cold. I'll have someone make you some brown sugar ginger tea. Drink it after you take a shower."

"I'm going to the conference room to take care of some things first. Remember to call me after you shower."

Fu Miaoxi agreed to all of them like a chick pecking at rice. After a comfortable hot bath, her fatigue was indeed relieved a lot.

At this moment, the doorbell of the room suddenly rang. Fu Miaoxi thought it was someone delivering ginger tea, so she opened the door.

It turned out that there was a girl about her age outside the door. She was very rude. As soon as Fu Miaoxi opened the door, she couldn't wait to tiptoe and look into the room.

"Who are you? Isn't Mr. Jiang here?"

The girl's arrogant voice made Fu Miaoxi frown: "He's not here. If you need to see him, just make an appointment with his secretary."

After saying that, Fu Miaoxi was about to close the door.

"What are you doing?" The girl put her hand on the door. "I just wanted to ask him if he'd be my ski instructor. Why are you so rude?"

Another bad love affair, and he even chased me into the hotel.

This afternoon, Jiang Qingyan jumped from the highest point of the ski resort and slid down the snow slope that was nearly 70 degrees high. He was as agile as a dragon and as graceful as a startled swan, which amazed many passers-by.

Throughout the afternoon, there were many people who came to chat with Jiang Qingyan.

"Your attitude determines my attitude. I repeat he is not in the room."

"Then let me in."

The two of them pushed and shoved each other at the door.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Qiwu, who was originally guarding this floor, heard the noise and rushed over. He separated the girl and turned to ask Fu Miaoxi, "Miss, are you okay?"

Fu Miaoxi shook her head: "You take good care of her, I'm going to blow dry my hair first."

Then he called Jiang Qingyan back to deal with his own affairs.

After Fu Miaoxi dried her hair, Jiang Qingyan came into the room with a cup of ginger tea and closed the door.

"Miao Miao, come and drink the ginger tea."

Fu Miaoxi took the cup obediently: "Have you sent the people outside away?"

Jiang Qingyan was too lazy to say more. He raised his eyes and said "hmm".

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

Jiang Qingyan rubbed his temples and half-knelt in front of Fu Miaoxi, feeling helpless: "Are you being sarcastic to me again?"

Fu Miaoxi snorted: "How dare I."

"Remember, next time you encounter something like this, just ask Jiang Qiwu to chase them away."

"Don't let this kind of thing affect your mood, okay?"

"I know, long-winded."

Fu Miaoxi drank the ginger tea reluctantly.

"I'm being long-winded?" Jiang Qingyan laughed in anger, "You have no conscience. I said a few more words out of fear that you would feel wronged. That's me being long-winded."

He pinched Fu Miaoxi's face. It seemed that Fu Miaoxi had gained some flesh on her face recently. Her skin was white and rosy, very smooth and tender, and felt very good. Jiang Qingyan had a new pleasure.

"I'm going to take a shower first and play by myself for a while. Don't go out and have a good rest."

Jiang Qingyan stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom.

Fu Miaoxi grabbed his sleeve and looked up at Jiang Qingyan seriously: "Uncle, you can't make me jealous."