Quan Jue and Chi Jiao came to the stone table in the pavilion and sat down, and Chi Jiao opened the lunch box.

The lunch box is the kind of multi-layered, and it is high-grade insulation, she spent almost two hours this morning, making four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetarian, and now they are all taken out, and they are still steaming.

handed Quan Jue a copy of the rice, and Chi Jiao took out disposable chopsticks from the bag she was carrying and handed them to him.

Quan Jue looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, including sweet and sour pork ribs, kung pao chicken, honey pear balls, stewed prawns, and tofu soup, which was much more hearty than his usual lunch.

"I made these things myself, Brother Quan, can you hurry up and taste the taste and see if it tastes delicious?" Chi Jiao looked at Quan Jue nervously and expectantly.

She is confident in her cooking skills, but it does not meet Kwon Jue's appetite.

As soon as Quan Jue heard that Chi Jiao made it herself, he picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in his mouth.

The taste was surprisingly good.

He originally thought that this squeamish bag would not touch the spring water, but it turned out that he could cook?

"It's okay." Quan Jue chewed slowly and ate a piece of ribs, and said lightly.

Chi Jiao was a little deflated when she heard these three decent words, and then she heard Quan Jue speak again.

"What time do you wake up in the morning to make these dishes?"

Chi Jiao raised her eyes and crashed into Quan Jue's dark eyes, seeing him looking at her calmly, she was embarrassed to hide it, and said weakly, "Five o'clock." ”

"Don't do it next time." Quan Jue said lightly, "These dishes don't quite match my taste, I'm used to the food in the canteen." ”

"Then I'll eat in the cafeteria with you later." Although Chi Jiao was a little lost, she didn't show it.

She felt that she should work harder and strive to one day, so that she could make the food to the taste of Kwon Jue.

"I'll be busy for the next period of time, and I may not have time to spend lunch with you." Quan Jue said, sandwiching a piece of pork ribs and putting it in the rice bowl in front of Chi Jiao.

He thought the ribs were delicious.

Chi Jiao was even more disappointed now, but she knew that the study tasks in the third year of high school had been very tight recently, and she couldn't disturb Quan Jue's study, so she didn't say anything.

Next, the two of them ate quietly, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, as soon as Quan Jue looked up, he saw Chi Jiao with her head down and cooking there, looking a little depressed.

Seeing Chi Jiao's small chin stained with rice grains, Quan Jue couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

He stood up quietly and leaned over to Chi Jiao, wanting to get rid of the rice grains for her personally.

As a result, at this time, Chi Jiao happened to straighten her waist and raise her head.

There was a strange warmth between the lips.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue's eyes widened, looking at each other in disbelief.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The sweet smell of the girl's body penetrated into Quan Jue's nose, and the warm touch between his lips was so beautiful that he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it gently.

Chi Jiao felt Quan Jue's small movements, her body trembled slightly, her heart beat wildly, and her cheeks and ears quickly burned.

In a few seconds, Quan Jue realized what he had just done, let go of Chi Jiao like an electric shock, and his body quickly took a few steps back.

Chi Jiao still sat there dumbfounded.

I can't believe that her first kiss is gone.

She originally thought that she was going to give Quan Jue's first kiss in a very romantic environment, but unexpectedly, the oolong was gone.