At the beginning, Gu Jia and Jiang Nansun were intercepted, and Qiao Yingzi pursued them

"No." A response came from the kitchen.

"What a shame, such a chance to show off was missed."

Qin Fan sighed pretentiously, stretched out his right hand, rested his elbow on the table, and hooked his finger at Lin Na.

"Let's arm wrestle. Go call Da Mai over. The three of us will come together and show you our true strength."

This sentence irritated Lin Na. "No need for Red Bean and Barley. I can use both of my hands to hold one of yours, okay?"

"You can use your feet!" Qin Fan shrugged.

Xu Hongdou clenched her fists and encouraged Lin Na, "Nana, I support you. Come on! Beat this bastard!"

At this time, Lin Na stretched out her right hand and held Qin Fan's hand tightly, with her left hand resting on the back of her right hand.

She looked teasingly, feeling that she had already won. "I'm going to start!"

"let's start."

Qin Fan looked at the other person with a smile, feeling quite regretful.

Nana looks so beautiful when she holds herself with both hands, she is so seductive.

It would be perfect if what he was holding was not his right hand, but something else of his own!

At this time, Lin Na took a deep breath, exerted force with both hands, and tried to pull Qin Fan's hand down.

But he was depressed to find that Qin Fan's hand seemed to be made of steel, standing there motionless.

Xu Hongdou opened her mouth in surprise.

In her vision, the moment Qin Fan exerted force, his biceps seemed to come alive and suddenly expanded by two full circles.

Originally, Qin Fan's arms looked as strong as those of an ordinary adult man, but after exerting force, the diameter of his arms, viewed from the side, was about the same length as her palm.

The entire muscle group looks angular and contains an extremely impactful beauty.

Her eyes were filled with sexual tension and a strong masculine scent.

Qin Fan usually looks low-key, but after he truly demonstrates his strength, his appeal instantly increases to a higher level.

Xu Hongdou's beautiful eyes shone with surprise. She curiously stretched out her index finger and pressed his biceps.

It feels very hard and I can't press it down.

Xu Hongdou encouraged Nana: "Push harder! Push harder!"

Qin Fan laughed: "Nana, why don't you move a little! You're so weak at such a young age?"

“…I can’t hold on any longer, I’m almost there, push harder!”

Listening to Qin Fan's teasing that sounded like moaning, Lin Na's face turned red, she gritted her teeth, and used all her strength to suck.

But I still couldn't move his hand, and it was even difficult to get him to move.

After holding on for about a minute, Lin Na let out a breath of foul air and let go of her hand.

"Huh! I can't take it anymore! Did you cheat? Why don't you even move your hands?"

Qin Fan curled his lips, "You are too weak. I have tried my best to cooperate with you, but you still can't do it!"

"Am I really weak?"

Lin Na rubbed her sore wrist and fell into deep self-doubt.

When Qin Fan stopped exerting force, the muscle groups in his arms returned to their original state.

Xu Hongdou poked his biceps again, and her teeth showed in surprise.

"Huh? It's gone soft again. How fun!"

"What a joke, don't you have any?"

"I do, but it's not as hard as yours, and the changes aren't as obvious. Yours is more fun."

"Come to my room later and I'll let you play with something harder...!!" Qin Fan's mouth curled up.

.......

278: Lin Na envied: Qin Fan has such a good body, Hongdou is so lucky!

Hearing this, Xu Hongdou rolled her eyes, "Hetui~!"

Lin Na took a few breaths, finally calmed down, and blinked at the two of them.

"Now it's confirmed that you are in great health. Hongdou will be blessed in the future."

Xu Hongdou: "Go away, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows at Lin Na, "You can also share this blessing, I don't mind."

Lin Na's ears turned red, "Hongdou, please control your husband. He always teases me."

Xu Hongdou: "He is not my husband. If you want him, I will give him to you."

“The noodles are here!”

Just then, Zhou Qingtian walked into the restaurant carrying a pot and put it on the table.

Then, she glanced at Qin Fan and Xu Hongdou, and her lips moved.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect so many people to come. I might not have enough noodles."

Zhou Qingtian always speaks with a hint of hesitation, which is a sign of lack of confidence.

Xu Hongdou hurriedly said politely, "It's okay, I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

"I'll be hungry soon, so let's eat a little. Let's each have a little to fill our stomachs."

Lin Na brought bowls and chopsticks and served each of them half a bowl of noodles.

Qin Fan picked up the chopsticks, tasted it, and gave Zhou Qingtian a thumbs up.

"It tastes good, barley is amazing!"

Xu Hongdou nodded, "It's really good. It's already at the level where you can open a store."

Zhou Qingtian wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so, so he said dryly, "You're flattering me. My cooking skills aren't very technical, I just throw whatever ingredients I have into the pot and cook them together."

"The fact that you can make anything delicious speaks volumes about your culinary skills."

Qin Fan had long discovered this girl's social anxiety disorder, so he didn't talk to her as casually as he did to Xu Hongdou and Lin Na.

"Qin Fan is right. Some people cook well with the same ingredients, while others can't."

Lin Na laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm the one who can't cook well. Damai cooks delicious food, but she doesn't wash the dishes. I can't cook well, but I can wash the dishes, so every time I want to have a midnight snack, I always call her."

Qin Fan gave her a meaningful look.

"Is it possible that Damai is worried that you're too useless and will feel inferior, so he left you an excuse for not liking to wash dishes to give you a sense of participation?"

Before Lin Na could respond, Zhou Qingtian hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I really don't like washing dishes. I rarely do housework at home."

"Look how scared you are, Da Mai. It's okay, he was just teasing me on purpose."

Lin Na patted Zhou Qingtian's arm and said, "Qin Fan, since you've said that, I'd be embarrassed not to give you a chance to show your skills. You'll be the one washing the dishes today."

Xu Hongdou nodded repeatedly, "This is a good idea, I support it!"

"Why are you making such a fuss? Lina lost the arm wrestling match, so of course she has to wash the dishes."

"That's because you're too strong..."

Lin Na protested with a hum and didn't continue discussing the topic.

"By the way, how about you two cooking?"

Xu Hongdou shook her head. "I'm not very good at cooking. I'm usually busy with work and don't cook much. Besides, the kitchen in the apartment is too small and smells bad."

"What about you?" Lin Na turned her gaze to Qin Fan.

"Me? You've asked the right person. I'm not bragging, but if you look throughout Yunmiao Village, you probably won't find anyone who cooks better than me."

"Tsk!" "Just brag!" "Bragging isn't taxable anyway."

The three women rolled their eyes at him at the same time, and none of them believed what he said.

Qin Fan didn't explain. He had mastered all the cooking skills awarded by the system a long time ago, but he rarely cooked.

It’s not that the three women don’t believe Qin Fan, but his appearance doesn’t seem to be suitable for the profession of chef. He looks more like a big star on TV.

If the fumes from the kitchen could create such a beautiful appearance, I'm afraid everyone would rush to become a chef.

Lin Na pointed to the refrigerator and said, "Since you're so confident, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. Since no one is full yet, go see what ingredients are left in the refrigerator and make something. If it tastes good, I'll approve of your words."

Qin Fan just smiled and didn't respond or move.

Are you kidding me? Columbia University has tens of billions of dollars in assets, and it cooks for you? You wish!

Do you know that among my brother’s more than ten girlfriends, many of them have never eaten the food he cooked, and even if they line up, it will not be Nana’s turn.

Seeing that he didn't move, the three women thought he was just bragging.

Not wanting him to be too embarrassed, Lin Na took the initiative to change the subject, "Hongdou, what do you do for a living?"

Xu Hongdou replied, "I used to work in the hotel front office, responsible for catering, guest rooms, and the executive lounge, coordinating the work between various departments."

"That's amazing!" Zhou Qingtian's face was full of admiration.

As a socially anxious person like her, what she envies most is people like Xu Hongdou who are good at dealing with people. She always thinks that people like this are really awesome.

"What's so great about this? I just worked my way up through experience. After all, my age is there."

"That's pretty impressive, I haven't worked since I graduated from college."

"Freelance? What kind of job?"

Xu Hongdou asked casually, but Zhou Qingtian lowered his head in embarrassment.

Lin Na answered for her, "Da Mai is an online writer and has been working from home."

Xu Hongdou was surprised. "Ah? A writer? This is the first time I've met a writer."

"He's just a small online writer who sits at home. He doesn't have any representative works and no sense of presence. He's the kind of unknown writer who doesn't matter if there's one more or one less."

Zhou Qingtian always feels embarrassed when someone asks him about his occupation.

This actually stems from her inner inferiority. She thinks others will look down on her, but she doesn't know whether others will look down on her or not. It is equivalent to making such an assumption and then treating the assumption as a fact.

Even though she knows she is not that important and others may not have time to look down on her, she is still reluctant to mention what she does.

Seeing Zhou Qingtian's low tone, Lin Na hurriedly said, "How can you say that? Online writers are so amazing. Unlike me, I have to rely on punctuation to fill in an 800-word essay."

Xu Hongdou said, "Da Mai, where can I read your novel? I want to go and read it."

Zhou Qingtian was startled. "I think... I think there's no need to read it. I'm not a good writer, and I don't want to reveal my identity. I'll show it to you when I write something good."

Xu Hongdou was stunned for a moment before noticing that Zhou Qingtian's expression was not right. She nudged Qin Fan with her elbow, signaling him to help her save face.

Qin Fan said, "Da Mai, writing is like performing on stage. Whether it's good or bad, you should share it boldly. You can't just give up the show if the audience scolds you, right?"

Zhou Qingtian said weakly: "I understand what you mean, but I..."

"But you think your writing is bad? Since you think so, why not just cut it off and start a new book? Or, in other words, you only want to show your writing to strangers and not to acquaintances?"

Zhou Qingtian pouted and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It's just that there are too many people scolding me in the comment section. Even I'm starting to doubt my writing."

"Why are you reading the comments? Look at the data!"

Qin Fan curled his lips. "How many people read it every day? How many collections are there? How many monthly tickets and rewards are there? Calculate the retention rate of the work. That's the core thing. As for the comments, to be frank, what does it have to do with you if they scold you?"

Zhou Qingtian was dumbfounded. "Ah? How can it have nothing to do with me if they scold me?"

"You overestimate your own importance, which is why you're stuck in this vicious circle of reader comments."

"You...I, I'm full."

Zhou Qingtian's psychological quality was too poor. After being told a few words, his eyes instantly turned red. He didn't even give Qin Fan a chance to explain, and hurriedly threw down his chopsticks and left the restaurant.

Neither Xu Hongdou nor Lin Na expected things to turn out like this, and they couldn't help but glare at Qin Fan.

"How can you say that about Barley?"

"Yeah, Damai is a girl. You're so sharp-tongued, didn't you see that you made her cry?"

Qin Fan felt very wronged. "I was doing this for her own good. Besides, she ran away before I even finished speaking. Can you blame me for this?"