Love At The Right Time (MTL)

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The first part of the "in and out of play" competition ended with the final result of the Shi Qingqiu group with nine points. Qin Wang's group ranked second with eight points, Yu Shushen ranked third, and Lu Sizhou and Xu Zhi tied for fourth.

A braised fish and a fish soup made by Wen Qinghan were unanimously approved by the villagers who came to the village chief’s house to participate in this scoring, including the uncle who guided Wen Qinghan’s fishing. Even Qin Wang and others were convinced, Yu Shushen even uttered a few words of praise.

The cameraman also joined the staff for dinner after shooting the first half. Although the actors would have to be hungry if they couldn't cook tonight's food, but so many people ate together, the working group arranged to add food after the camera was turned off, and everyone ate and drank until nearly midnight.

She woke up naturally in the morning. Shi Qingqiu turned her back and lost her sleepiness, squinting her eyes and frowning to adjust to the light spilling into the room. She couldn't look directly at the light of the window for a while, so she had to withdraw her gaze, and the calm face of Wen Qinghan was caught in her eyes.

The indifference on Wen Qinghan's body when he fell asleep was not so obvious, nor so sharp. The face that was slightly soft because of the deep sleep had a different style, and the long black hair scattered on the pillow and behind it made people unbearable.

The sleepiness in Shi Qingqiu's eyes gradually faded, watching Wen Qinghan quietly, watching the long and slightly curled eyelashes, watching the pretty bridge of the nose, watching the light-colored thin lips. Wen Qinghan has always been a very beautiful person, and when she is not acting extremely cold, this beauty exudes to the extreme.

A smile gradually appeared on Shi Qingqiu's lips. She moved her hands and lifted it quietly, unconsciously wanting to gently touch Wen Qinghan's face with her fingertips. Before she realized what she had done and withdrew her hand, her fingertips had already swept across Wen Qinghan's cheeks.

Before Shi Qingqiu had time to think about anything, Wen Qinghan slowly opened her eyes, and Wen Qinghan looked at her slightly flustered eyes.

"Qing Han, morning." Shi Qingqiu pursed his lips, and greeted Wen Qinghan as naturally as possible.

Wen Qinghan could see that Qingqiu didn't seem right, but she didn't know what was going on. When she woke up just now, she saw Shi Qingqiu's eyes dodge, and she didn't know what happened after waking up.

"Morning." Wen Qinghan replied faintly, her voice a little lazy because of sleepiness, but her eyes kept looking at Shi Qingqiu. After a pause, she asked, "Isn't there any problem if you don't adjust the alarm today?"

Shi Qingqiu smiled and said, "Last night the host said that everyone would go to bed late today, it's okay."

Wen Qinghan didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to raise the blanket. The red fingertips of her left hand were noticed by Shi Qingqiu. Before she retracted, Qingqiu grabbed her left hand and spread it out, the index finger and the middle finger. The tip glowed abnormally red.

"Qing Han, do your hands still hurt?" Shi Qingqiu's right hand was holding Wen Qinghan's left hand, and his fingers gently stroked Wen Qinghan's fingertips.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Qinghan moved her hand, but Shi Qingqiu didn't let her take it back. She blinked and didn't speak, nor did she look at Shi Qingqiu.

It was her finger that was hot when she fed Shi Qingqiu with the fish soup yesterday, and it was still aching when she pinched it, but when Shi Qingqiu touched it like this, she felt more and more intense desire in her chest.