Chapter 570

The waiter took the menu and was about to go out.

Qin Jian looked at Xiang an Yin, "by the way, you said a few days ago that you wanted to make cold noodles. You don't have to do it. Just eat here." Then he looked at the waiter, "have a cold noodle."

"No, I don't want cold noodles now."

An Yin clenched her hand under the table into a fist.

Last weekend, when Qin Jian spent the night in her small apartment, she asked her what she wanted to eat and took her out to eat when she was free next time.

She said, want to eat cold noodles.

What a wise man Mu Jin said, how could he not hear the implication of Qin Jian.

The private room seems to be in harmony, but actually it is not in harmony with the heart. Every word has a thorn in it.

There is a shell platter.

Mu Jin said will shell meat one by one pick out, put in an Yin's bowl, do not need her to dirty a finger.

He did these things one by one, as he often did, without any affectation.

An Yin looks at the shell meat one by one in the bowl, and a picture appears inexplicably in her mind.

A little girl, standing in a pram, looks at a woman and a boy at the table.

She couldn't see the woman clearly, but she thought she was beautiful and gentle.

There is a plate of shells on the table. The woman is picking out the shell meat and carrying it into the little boy's bowl one by one.

"Mom, my sister seems to want to eat it, too." The little boy looked at her.

"She's too young to eat."

"When she grows up, I'll peel it for her."

"Good." The daughter touched the boy's head, "my son is so good."

An Yin was in a trance for a moment.

Evening Jin speech see an Yin looking at bowl daze, stop, "don't like it?"

"Yes."

"Yes, why not

"Just a little thought."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Anyin took a deep breath and put a shell meat in her mouth.

During the dinner, an Yin finds that Mu Jin Yan only eats some light food, which must be related to his body.

When helping him to carry food, he only helped him to carry some light dishes without stimulation.

Qin Jian looked at it coldly.

Show, show hard, see you can show flowers.

Glancing at the dishes on the table, "eat Korean food, how can you not drink Shaojiu."

Qin Jian usually doesn't drink much, but suddenly calls for wine. An Yin knows that he is in trouble with Mu Jin Yan.

Just want to say don't drink, the evening Jin says: "then drink a few cups."

Mu Jiayin's eyes are not blind, and two men fight for an Yin. They want to stab an Yin with their eyes.

But she knew that she had no status in Qin Jian's mind now. If she was to take the lead, she would only ask for no interest and cleverly did a supporting role without saying a word.

Mu Jin cast a glance at Mu Jia Yin.

I know myself.

Very good. Mu Jiayin can stay in the Qin family for a period of time with this self-knowledge.

The waiter went to get the wine at once.

Ask the lady if she needs to drink.

An Yin is not drinking, but Qin Jian obviously in addition to embarrass Mu Jin words, also do not want her to be better, light way: "pour up."

Pour on the wine, Qin Jian raised his glass, glanced at an eye an Yin, "the first cup, must dry!"

The evening Jin speech sees to an Yin, "cannot drink, do not force."

"It's OK." Anyin picks up the glass.

High degree of Shaojiu, bitter and spicy in the mouth. After swallowing, it is always burned into the stomach from the throat.

Anyin usually does not drink, a glass of wine down, her face suddenly like a fire, head also dizzy.

Afraid of her disappointment, she got up and said, "excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom."

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