Chapter 737: Heart Disease

Shen Qingchu worked hard to cook, not only did it taste delicious, but also set the plate, which looked very good-looking and appetizing.

In addition to not being used to sleeping now, Chi Ran has more food and an appetite.

After the meal, Chi Ran asked to wash the dishes, but Shen Qingchu didn't agree, but Chi Ran insisted, so Shen Qingchu washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then let Chi Dye the water again.

The two stand side by side in front of the sink and wash the dishes in an orderly manner.

Chi Ran actually didn't want Qing Chu to do everything, and she was like an idler, she hoped that she could also share some of it for him.

The two of them divide the work, wash the dishes very quickly, and in their spare time after dinner, Chi Ran taught the Qing Dynasty to play the piano at the beginning of the Qing Dynasty.

Shen Qingchu's one-finger piano amused Chi Ran, she took his hand and put it on the keys, teaching him which finger to put on which key, Shen Qingchu studied very seriously, Chi Ran saw Shen Qingchu's studious and focused look, like a student.

After an hour, Shen Qingchu could play a section, so Chi Ran asked him to try it.

Shen Qingchu's beginner effect was good, and after playing, Chi Ran applauded.

"It's still a lot worse than you." Shen Qingchu was very modest.

Chi Ran wrote in the palm of Shen Qingchu's hand, writing stroke by stroke.

Shen Qingchu looked at it attentively, and what she wrote was: You are great.

Shen Qingchu rubbed Chi Ran's head, "It's the dye teacher who taught him well." ”

Ikezome smiled with curled lips.

Shen Qingchu looked at Chi Ran, thinking in his heart that he must cure Dye's heart disease and let her speak again.

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The next day, Shen Qingchu took Chi Ran to the park to fly a kite.

Shen Qingchu flew the kite and hung it high in the air, he pulled the rope and handed the line to Chi Ran's hand, Chi Ran hadn't played with the kite for a long time, she was a little rusty, she pulled the rope and slowly retreated.

The kite floated in the air, and Ikezome looked up, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

A gust of wind blew, the kite shook a little, and there was a tendency to float down, Chi Ran closed the line and wanted to pull it tight, Shen Qingchu stood behind Ji Ran, covered her hands and pulled the line, pulling.

The kite stabilized and continued to hang high in the blue.

Shen Qingchu looked at Chi Ran in his arms, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He was really, really happy, this feeling was like going back to the past, Ji Ran was always by his side, never leaving him.

Tired of flying kites, Shen Qingchu spread the meal cloth on the grass, took out the food prepared in the morning, and the two settled lunch on the spot.

Shen Qingchu made a sandwich, and Chi Ran thought it was particularly delicious, so she gulped it down.

Ji Ran was holding a sandwich in her hand, her mouth was chewing, and the corners of her mouth were stained with salad dressing, but she didn't know it.

Shen Qingchu looked at Chi Ran, Chi Ran swallowed the sandwich, blinked her beautiful big eyes, strange, what Qing Chu was staring at her, was her face dirty......

Shen Qingchu held the grass in his hand, leaned over slightly, and stopped the corner of Chi Dye's lips.

Chi Ran's eyes widened, and the whole person froze.

Ikezome clenched the sandwich in his hand, and his brain stuck.

Shen Qingchu let go of Chi Ran, his lips were stained with a lost salad, Chi Ran swallowed his saliva, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, looking panicked.

She saw that her fingers were stained with salad, and she was a little embarrassed, and no matter how she ate a sandwich, the salad dressing would be on the corner of her mouth......

This kiss, neither of them mentioned it.

Shen Qingchu really couldn't help but want to stop her, and also wanted to know if Dye would reject him, but he now knew that Dye would not repel his approach, and she didn't push him away.

Shen Qingchu was very happy.

He's a little bit closer to success.