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Quan Jue and Chi Jiao came to sit at the stone table in the pavilion, Chi Jiao opened the lunch box.

The lunch box is multi-layered and has high-grade heat preservation. She spent almost two hours this morning making four dishes and one soup. There are meat and vegetables, and now they are all taken out, still steaming.

Handing a portion of rice to Quan Jue, Chi Jiao took out the disposable chopsticks from the bag she was carrying and handed it to him.

Quan Jue looked at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, including sweet and sour pork ribs, kung pao chicken, pear balls in honey sauce, braised prawns, and tofu soup, which was much richer than his usual lunch.

"I made these myself, brother Quan, hurry up and taste it to see if it tastes good?" Chi Jiao looked at Quan Jue nervously and expectantly.

She is confident in her cooking skills, but Fu does not meet Quan Jue's appetite.

When Quan Jue heard that Chi Jiao made it herself, he picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth.

It tastes surprisingly good.

He originally thought that this squeamish bag would not touch the spring water, but it turned out that he could cook?

"It's okay." Quan Jue ate a piece of spareribs and said lightly.

Chi Jiao was a little discouraged when she heard these three words, and then she heard Quan Jue speak again.

"What time did you get up in the morning to make these dishes?"

Chi Jiao raised her eyes and bumped into Quan Jue's dark eyes. Seeing him looking at her calmly, she was embarrassed to hide it, and said weakly, "Five o'clock."

"Don't do it next time." Quan Jue said lightly, "These dishes don't quite suit my taste. I'm used to the food in the cafeteria."

"Then I'll accompany you to eat in the cafeteria in the future." Although Chi Jiao was a little disappointed, she didn't show it.

She felt that she should work harder and strive for one day to make the food according to Quan Jue's taste.

"I'll be busy for a while, so I may not have time to accompany you to lunch." Quan Jue said, and put a piece of spareribs in the rice bowl in front of Chi Jiao.

He thought the ribs were delicious.

Chi Jiao is even more lost now, but she knows that the study tasks in the third year of high school have been very tight recently, and she can't disturb Quan Jue's study, so she didn't say anything.

Next, the two of them ate quietly, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Quan Jue looked up and saw Chi Jiao eating rice with her head lowered, looking a little depressed.

Seeing that Chi Jiao's little chin was stained with grains of rice, Quan Jue couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

He quietly stood up and leaned over to Chi Jiao, trying to get rid of the rice grains for her in person.

As a result, at this time, Chi Jiao just straightened her waist and raised her head.

An unexpected warmth came from his lips.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue both widened their eyes and looked at each other in disbelief.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The sweet scent of the girl's body penetrated into Quan Jue's breath, and the warm touch between his lips was so beautiful that he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it gently.

Chi Jiao felt Quan Jue's small movements, her body trembled slightly, her heart beat wildly, and her cheeks and ears quickly burned.

In just a few seconds, Quan Jue realized what he had just done, let go of Chi Jiao like an electric shock, and quickly stepped back a few steps.

Chi Jiao was still sitting there blankly.

I can't believe that her first kiss was gone.

She originally thought that she was going to give Quan Jue her first kiss in a very romantic environment, but it was so unexpected that Oolong's was gone.

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