Chapter 33: The heart is pounding
Today's Qin Duyao changed his usual outfit, not wearing a formal suit or dress, but wearing a casual suit, a camel-colored plaid shirt on the upper body, and white slacks underneath, which looked very refreshing.
This kind of Qin Duyao caused An Yan's memories again, she remembered that four years ago, he locked her up on the island, and every time he came to see her, he liked to wear casual clothes.
"Why, is it amazing to see me? Look at your eyes, they are hooked, will they even drool come out later? Qin Duyao walked up to An Yan, glanced at the magazine in her hand, and then looked at her with a smile.
An Yan hurriedly put down the magazine and stood up, and said with a smile: "Yes, I was thinking about why you weren't found out by the scouts and dragged to the entertainment industry, so you are guaranteed to be more popular than me Gu Yiheng." β
Qin Duyao laughed heartily, "Haha, if your words are heard by Gu Yiheng's kid, he will definitely turn his face against you!" He's the most hated thing to hear someone compliment me, and you're still his assistant. β
An Yan frowned deliberately, "By the way, I think of one thing when you say that, I remember the last time Gu Yiheng took me to your house to attend Xinran's birthday party, he didn't seem to be very happy to see you, and then the two of you talked weirdly, and when I went home, I asked him what was going on, and he didn't say anything." Aren't you alumni? Miss Lin and Gu Yiheng are classmates, and it stands to reason that the relationship between the two of you should be very good, but I think that Gu Yiheng doesn't seem to like you very much, and he is not happy to mention you, and he ...... it."
At this, she stopped her mouth and made a hesitant look.
"What else?" Qin Duyao raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest.
An Yan bit his lip and said, "I'm not allowed to have more contact with you and say that you'...... Say you're not a good person. β
"Haha!" Qin Duyao laughed again, "Then why don't you listen to him and dare to meet me?" Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person? β
An Yan smiled and said, "What are you afraid of, can you still eat me?" β
Qin Duyao approached her, lowered her head slightly and looked at her red lips, and said in a dumb voice: "That's not necessarily, maybe I'll eat you for dinner later!" β
Is this a hint at her?
An Yan's heart was actually a little nervous, and he deliberately said coquettishly: "He looks so handsome, he doesn't look like Li Dazui, do you dare to eat people?" β
Qin Duyao reached out to hold her hand, and said with a smile, "Don't you believe my words?" Come, let's go to the restaurant, you go to eat, I'll eat you. β
The two walked into the dining room hand in hand, and there were already servants setting up the dishes. Seeing the knives and forks on the table, An Yan knew that he was going to eat Western food. But think about it, foreign chefs are of course more authentic when they cook Western food, and it is impossible for Qin Duyao to invite them to cook Chinese food.
How do you know that An Yan is wrong. Immediately afterwards, the maid brought another bowl and chopsticks, then served a purple clay pot, opened the lid and began to scoop the soup, which was actually the favorite old fire soup of Cantonese people: morel mushroom pot chicken.
It turns out that this meal is a combination of Chinese and Western, and the main dishes are in addition to Western dishes such as sirloin steak, French baked snails, and pan-fried foie gras, as well as several Chinese dishes, each of which is very delicious, which makes An Yan full of praise.
Picking up a piece of snail, An Yan took a bite. After chewing it carefully, she felt that it was very fresh, and the taste was a little different from what she had eaten before, and she couldn't help but ask strangely: "The taste of this snail is a little special, unlike what I have eaten before, is there any ingredients added?" β
"Isn't it delicious?" Qin Duyao said with a smile: "This is made by my chef using his family's ancestral cooking method, which cannot be passed on, and he refuses to tell me when I ask him." β
"Ancestral secret recipe, no wonder I haven't eaten it, it's really delicious."
"If you like to eat, eat more."
An Yan took another bite and sighed: "I really can't imagine that your chef can make such a delicious dish, which is better than many culinary masters." β
Qin Duyao's eyes flashed, and he said, "Listen to what you mean, have you eaten a lot of dishes made by culinary masters?" β
An Yan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm exaggerating, how can I have any chance to eat a lot of dishes made by cooking masters, that is, I went to a cooking competition with Gu Yiheng and ate dishes made by a cooking master." β
In fact, An Yan has indeed eaten dishes made by at least six famous cooking masters in the country, because she has loved eating since she was a child, Qiao Zhendong has taken her to participate in several national cooking competitions in order to meet the needs of her foodie daughter, and also spent a lot of money to ask several cooking masters who are judges to cook for her personally.
Qin Duyao seemed to believe it, so he didn't ask any more.
Eating Western food, she usually drinks some red wine, An Yan thought that Qin Duyao would ask her to drink, but he said that her body was not completely well, so he didn't let her drink it.
After the meal, Qin Duyao suggested going to the garden to admire the moon, which was exactly what An Yan wanted. I don't feel safe staying in the house, and it's not easy to have problems chatting in the garden.
The night breeze is blowing, and the moonlight is hazy. The two sat in a rocking chair in the garden, talking and laughing while admiring the moon.
The rocking chair can only seat two people, and after An Yan sat down, Qin Duyao sat down next to her, and the bodies of the two inevitably touched together.
"It's windy, you're wearing so little, is it cold?" Qin Duyao looked sideways at An Yan, his gaze was as gentle as water.
An Yan was wearing a pullover chiffon shirt today, the neckline was slightly lower, and the night breeze was blowing, which was indeed a little cool, she shrunk her neck and said, "It's really a little cold." β
Qin Duyao reached over and grabbed her shoulder, let her shrink into his arms, and said dotingly: "Hold my waist, you won't feel cold." β
An Yan's body stiffened slightly, and he slowly raised his hand to wrap his arms around his waist.
There is some resistance in her heart, but to seduce him, she should cooperate!
The night was quiet, and there was the occasional insect chirping in the garden. An Yan's face was pressed against Qin Duyao's chest, and his heartbeat was faintly audible, slow but powerful, like the sound of a drum coming from a distant valley.
He had the smell of after-bath shower gel and a faint mint fragrance, which reminded her of her memories.
Four years ago, he had hugged her and kissed her more than once, and she was all too familiar with the smell of his body.
He loves to use this smell of shower gel, never likes to use perfume, except for the faint fragrance left over from the shower gel, there is no smell of cologne that men love to use.
And she is not resistant to this smell at all, and it can even be said that she likes to smell it very much.
Involuntarily, she took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.
Then, immediately alert, she quickly opened her eyes and left his chest.
She's so crazy, how can she be so intoxicated?
"What are you thinking?" Qin Duyao asked in a low voice, her chin rubbing lightly against her hair.
After steasing her mind, she said, "I'm worried." β
She didn't know how to speak, and she should take this opportunity to propose to him the purpose of asking him to meet tonight.
Qin Duyao relaxed her slightly, raised his hand to hook her chin, and looked intently into her eyes, "Worried? Full of wine and food, and accompanied by beautiful men, what else do you have to worry about? β
An Yan smiled, "Hehe, don't you be so arrogant when you speak, isn't it just a praise that you can be a star, and you will be proud." β
"Of course, I have the capital to be arrogant, so why pretend to be modest?" Qin Duyao raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Say, if there is anything difficult, the handsome guy will help you solve it." β
An Yan pulled his hand down, and his body moved away from him a little.
His action was too ambiguous, and he always felt that he would kiss him at any time, so just in case, she still kept a little distance from him.
She pursed her lips slightly: "There is indeed one thing that worries me, last time I caused Miss Lin to fall off the horse, the director was very angry, so he didn't allow me to follow Gu Yiheng to film again, I thought about it later, I don't like the environment in the entertainment industry very much, so it's better to find a company to go to work safely."
"That's right, looking at your temperament, it's really not suitable for the entertainment industry." Qin Duyao's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem surprised.
An Yan looked at him aggrievedly, "Also, you also know that last time Gu Zicheng invited me to his house for dinner, Qiao Chu was very unhappy, and he always couldn't get along with me in the crew, and said that I hooked up with three or four, and it would be very uncomfortable for me to stay any longer." β
Qin Duyao narrowed her eyes slightly, looked her up and down, and said seriously: "Well, she is right, your little assistant is not working well, but he went to the ditch to lead someone's fiancΓ©, if it were me, I would have been on the bar with you a long time ago!" β
An Yan straightened his face, "Hey, why are you talking so ugly?" I haven't even said a word to Gu Zicheng, where is the ditch to lead him? Besides, I'm still having dinner with you tonight, am I also trying to lure you? β
Qin Duyao's eyes flashed, and the hand on her shoulder slid to her waist, then tightened, hugged her into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "I think you are in the ditch tonight, you see, aren't we making out now?" β
His voice was a little hoarse, full of provocative meaning, and his eyes also contained deep affection, which made people's hearts pound.
The pink face flushed instantly, An Yan let out a low moan, her lips brushed his chin, and leaned on his shoulder.
The lip flaps were warm, soft and delicate like flower petals, Qin Duyao's heart fluttered, and he was about to catch him, but An Yan suddenly pushed him away and stood up.
"Qin Duyao, please be serious and don't joke."
Under the moonlight, her face was full of red glow, as if she was disgusted, and she looked delicate and cute.
Qin Duyao lost his mind for a moment.
In his memory, he put the girl on the wall, teasing her, and teasing her, and she looked like this.
"What do you think I'm not serious?" On tiptoe, he gently rocked the rocking chair, looking leisurely and complacent.
An Yan bit his lower lip and glared at him, "Look at you like this, how can you be a little serious?" β
Qin Duyao smiled, stopped the rocking chair and jumped down, "Okay, seriously, what do you want me to do for you?" β
An Yan was a little surprised, she didn't say she wanted him to help just now, how did he know that she wanted to beg him? Ignoring the problem, she asked, "Can you help me?" β
Qin Duyao smiled: "Yes, didn't you say that you want to go to the company to do things?" Otherwise, you don't have to go to another company, just come to my company and be my secretary, how about it? β