Chapter 22: It's just rotten

However, Du Hechuan didn't wait too long, Zhou Qianliu came unhurriedly, he squatted down and whispered to Du Hechuan: "I stewed meat, so I came late." ”

Du Hechuan jumped up happily: "Yes, I like to eat the braised pork stewed by Brother Asaoliu the most." ”

Zhou Qianliu stood up and raised his eyes to look at Wang Qiu: "Teacher Xiaoqiu, do you want to come and eat together." ”

"I don't ......."

"The braised pork made by Brother Qianliu is the best I have ever tasted, Mr. Wang, you are also with you."

Before Wang Qiu could refuse, Du Hechuan's little guy shook her arm and begged, as if it would be a great sin for her to miss this worldly delicacy.

Zhou Qianliu met her eyes: "Teacher Xiaoqiu, let's go together." ”

Without waiting for Wang Qiu to answer, he took Du Hechuan's hand and walked first, walked to the zebra crossing, deliberately stopped and turned his head to look at Wang Qiu, waiting for her.

Wang Qiu was helpless, looking at Du Hechuan's small expression, he had to take a few steps quickly with his bag.

But whether to say it or not, Zhou Qianliu's craftsmanship is really not covered, I didn't expect the simple braised pork to be so delicious.

He also made cakes, minced braised pork, added some green chili peppers, which was simply delicious in the world, and rice white fungus and red date porridge, and simply fried two dishes.

Du Hechuan ate five cakes and meat in one go, drank a big bowl of porridge, and finally burped, and then covered his mouth embarrassedly.

Wang Qiu ate a small cake, which tasted good, and when he wanted to eat another one, Zhou Qianliu said no.

Wang Qiu suspected that he deliberately didn't give himself food, but there was no evidence, so he looked at him like that.

Zhou Qianliu wore dark gray slacks, decent slippers on his feet, and a lazy white shirt.

When he turned his back to Wang Qiu, his upright posture made people feel a little itchy to look at.

After eating, Professor Du came to pick up his grandson, and Wang Qiu went to the sofa to get his coat and prepare to go with them.

As soon as he turned around, Zhou Qianliu had already closed the door and turned to look at her.

Wang Qiu walked to the door and stretched out his hand to take the bag, but was directly held by Zhou Qianliu.

Wang Qiu retracted his hand like an electric shock and glared at him vigilantly: "What are you doing!" ”

"I miss you." Zhou Qianliu said very lightly, but Wang Qiu still heard it clearly, she frowned and was puzzled, obviously she was pretending to be unfamiliar just now, and now she had an affectionate expression.

Wang Qiu couldn't help sneering in his heart: "I'm sorry, I still have something." ”

At the moment when Wang Qiu turned his head, Zhou Qianliu leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

In just a moment, Zhou Qianliu dodged.

Wang Qiu froze in place, just for a moment, his body froze, and a strange feeling and emotion instantly filled his head, making people unable to move.

Zhou Qianliu saw that she was stunned, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly successfully, slowly leaned over and hugged her in his arms, his chin touched her hair, and lowered his head to suck the smell of her body.

Wang Qiumune stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around his neck, and although her mind kept telling herself that she couldn't, she still responded to him uncontrollably.

Zhou Qianliu wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up.

Wang Qiu was still like last time, a little at a loss, a little nervous, and a little expectant.

She wanted to pretend to be very mature and understanding, but in fact, Qin Chupei had only touched her a handful of times over the years, and most of them were after he was drunk.

So Wang Qiu really doesn't have much experience.

In the end, he simply put it up and let him fish on the bed like last time.