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Chapter 16 Beautiful old Fang.

Fang Min, Su Jing, Hou Wantao, Wu Cheng, Chen Yi, Hu Jia, six people.

Hou Wantao and Wu Cheng carried the grill, Fang Min and Su Jing carried various ingredients, and Chen Yi and Hu Jia carried various spices, drinks and steel charcoal.

The six people carried all kinds of things, big and small, and walked across the road to Hou Wantao's house.

All the way around, Su Jing and others walked in from the alley of another road, and then there was a strawberry field of about two acres. They walked along the path for more than 100 meters, and came to a small river.

The sun was quite bright. There was a small house beside the small river that a few people chose, but it was just a small house. There was nothing inside, only a window with a guardrail. The eaves of the small house formed a shadow, which was just right for a meeting. Cool.

Hou Wantao and Wu Cheng were responsible for setting up the barbecue grill.Su Jing placed the ingredients in a cool underground place to avoid the possibility of the ingredients deteriorating due to excessive heat, although this time was not enough for bacteria to breed too much.

"Old Fang, sit here for a while, I'll find some burnt leaves."

Since steel carbon is not flammable, it is necessary to find flammable materials to ignite it. Su Jing and Fang Min said something, and ran to the bamboo forest across the river with Wu Cheng.

There are many dried bamboo shoot shells under the bamboo forest, which are most suitable for igniting.

While Su Jing was concentrating on looking for dried bamboo shoot shells, Wu Cheng suddenly asked:

"Boss, how are you and Fang Min doing?"

Su Jing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's okay, that's all."

Wu Cheng hesitated for a while, but still made up his mind: "Boss, I'm not too talkative. I feel that Fang Min is not as good as you think. Don't be too distracted, otherwise maybe..."

Wu Cheng didn't finish speaking in the end.

"Third brother, don't think too much, I know it in my heart, don't worry, there are still a lot of them, go and hug them quickly, and hug this one and it will be almost the same."

Su Jing frowned, and pointed to a pile of dried bamboo shoot shells not far away.

Wu Cheng sighed slightly, and didn't continue to persuade Su Jing. He knew that although his intuition felt that Fang Min might not be as beautiful as Su Jing thought, but since everyone is a high school student, who has no EQ?
Everyone understands the truth, but if you talk too much, it will affect the relationship between each other.

Wu Cheng ran over to collect the pile of dried bamboo shoot shells.

Su Jing stood where he was. What Wu Cheng said, he had mentioned it to Su Jing before, but Su Jing always felt that Wu Cheng was overwhelmed.

Didn't you see our relationship warming up so quickly?

Su Jing shook his head with a smile, and said, "Third brother, I'll go over first, you can hug as much as you can, don't throw too many into the river."

Wu Cheng turned his back on Su Jing: "Okay, I got it."

He carried a large pile of dried bamboo shoots back and placed them in front of Hou Wantao.

Fang Min and Hu Jia were hiding in the shade, and Chen Yi was standing aside. He glanced at Hu Jia from time to time, as if Hu Jia would disappear if he didn't look at them.

When Hou Wantao got the dried bamboo shoot shells, he started to light them with a lighter, but even with the help of dried bamboo shoot shells, it would take a little longer for the steel carbon to turn red.

Only one person can ignite the fire, and Su Jing's involvement won't help much.

So Su Jing stood next to Fang Min, imitating Chen Yi, looking at Fang Min "affectionately".

At first, Fang Min didn't think there was any problem.After waiting for a while, she found that Su Jing was still staring at her, so she felt a little shy.

Fang Min raised his hand to cover his face, with a faint blush on his face: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

The hands are nice-looking, the fingers are well-shaped, there is no excess flesh, and they don’t look too skinny.

The skin of the palm is delicate and white like milk, and the palm is pink and tender, like a piece of sweet cake, Su Jing couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"Because you are beautiful." Su Jing said ruffiantly.

Fang Min didn't know how to reply to this sentence, so he could only let out an awkward "hehe".

But her hand still didn't put down.

The more he looked at these pink and tender hands, the more beautiful Su Jing felt, and he could smell a fragrance similar to Fang Min's body fragrance when he got closer.

At the same time that the desire to protect was soaring in his heart, the thought of kissing came to Su Jing's heart.

What's more, he said out of nowhere: "Old Fang, your hands smell so sweet, I really want to kiss you."

When Fang Min heard it, he almost staggered in fright, but he didn't have much resistance in his heart.

But she couldn't be thought of as a casual girl, so she subconsciously said: "You dare!"

At the same time, she put down her hand, but her face was revealed again, rosy and pink.

Although the content of the words was very refusal, when Fang Min said it at the moment, it didn't seem so firm, but rather delicate.

This also made the agitation in Su Jing's heart become more obvious. He did not reply, but continued to stare at Fang Min's face.

Fang Min's face was flushed and his skin was smooth, which made Su Jing's desire to protect rise again.

Being stared at by Su Jing, Fang Min seemed to feel a feeling of being seen through, and the blush on her face became more obvious.

She raised her hands to cover her face again: "Don't keep looking at me."

Fang Min's pleading tone made Su Jing's heart tremble a few times.

"Okay, I won't watch it."

Said Su Jing turned his head away, Fang Min blushed, and quietly glanced at Su Jing through his fingers, and only put his hand down after realizing that he really didn't look at it.

But after a while, Su Jing couldn't help turning his head away to look at Fang Min.

Damn it, my eyes won’t obey my commands, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Su Jing couldn't help it either. Fang Min was like a drug addict to him, but he couldn't quit.

"Why are you looking at me again? Don't look at it, look at it again...you are my son."

Fang Min seemed a little helpless, he could only use this strange way to "threat" Su Jing.

"The son you mentioned doesn't count, but the son I mentioned counts." Su Jing said lapily.

"you……"

Fang Min was stumped by his thick skin, and finally couldn't say anything, so he could only raise his hands to cover his face again.

"Old Fang, what should I do if I want to kiss your hand again?" Su Jing said.

"No kissing! If you kiss, you will be my son!"

Fang Min pouted, she really didn't know what to do with Su Jing's scoundrel.

son?Hey, I still want you to be my wife.

Su Jing laughed inwardly.

Suddenly, there was an impulse in his heart. As soon as this impulse appeared, it was infinitely magnified, as if it could not be suppressed, it became more and more obvious.

You probably won't mind too much...

Su Jing thought with a guilty conscience, after all, both of them had eaten the same bowl of rice and drank the same glass of water before.

Would it be a little too much...?
grass!who cares!That's it!
Heartbroken, Su Jing quickly poked his head over, facing Fang Min's white and pink hands.

boo~
A faint fragrance.

Delicate and smooth feeling.

There is also a little warmth in the palm of your hand.

Su Jing's sudden move made Fang Min stunned for a moment. Then, her face turned red and she quickly retracted her hand.

(End of this chapter)