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He Xing was worried that Qin Xingli would be afraid if he saw the weapon in her hand, so she quickly hid her hand behind her.
"My fruit knife is too blunt. I went to the hardware store and bought a new one..."
Qin Xingli didn't doubt her at all, and asked with concern: "Have you eaten?"
He Xing shook her head, Qin Xingli's words aroused her hunger, and her stomach grumbled again.--------
Qin Xingli probably heard it. His beautiful eyes bent into charming crescent moons as he smiled at her.
"Would you like this senior to cook for you?"
"Senior, do you really know how to cook?" He Xing was full of doubt.
"Of course, you’ll find out once you have a taste of it. My cooking skills are quite good!" Qin Xingli was not modest.
Seeing his overconfident appearance, He Xing still couldn't believe it. She looked Qin Xingli up and down. Qin Xingli was well dressed and had a handsome appearance. His fingers might as well have the word 'delicate' written all over. This handsome senior with such excellent grades, no matter how she looked at it, he didn't look like he had a talent for cooking.
But standing next to Qin Xingli, He Xing felt a sense of security that she hadn't felt for a long time.
She approached Qin Xingli unconsciously, feeling as if he might turn out to be an illusion. She felt warm in her heart.
Qin Xingli was holding a bulging shopping bag. He Xing saw two green onions poking out from the shopping bag. Thinking of what Qin Xingli said that day, she curiously asked: "Did you go to the supermarket to buy vegetables? What are you going to cook? Fried rice?"
Qin Xingli was a little surprised: "How did you know that I want to make egg fried rice today?"
He Xing scratched her head, looking away unconsciously: "Hahaha, I just said it casually..."
Qin Xingli said: "I originally wanted to make egg fried rice. I went to the supermarket and saw a lot of ingredients. I also bought ribs and fish, as well as some fruits and vegetables. Feel free to tell me what you want to eat. There is nothing I can't cook." He patted his chest, in affirmation.
He Xing pursed her lips into a smile: "Senior, you should be a little humble. If you praise yourself so much now, you won't be able to step down later."
Qin Xingli couldn't help but pat her hair, making it messy. "Haha. Am I that untrustworthy?"
He Xing followed Qin Xingli upstairs. When she walked into the quiet corridor, her legs couldn't help but tremble. Being killed before had left too big of a shadow on her. He Xing still had a lingering fear. She would suddenly look back occasionally to see if anyone was following behind her.
Qin Xingli didn't understand why He Xing was on high-alert, looking back every few seconds, as if she was a secret agent.
He thought for a while, but ended up not asking her. He took out the key to open the door, and the sound of the keys jingling broke the silence.
The door had just opened a gap when He Xing immediately squeezed in and ran into the living room to make herself feel a little safe.
Recalling everything that happened today, she still found it a little unbelievable.
Did she actually survive?!
Qin Xingli and He Xing lived in the same building, so the layout of their houses were the same, But the layout of the Qin family's place was much simpler. The gray walls, black leather sofa, and dark curtains made the atmosphere in the whole home feel cold and deserted.
Standing at the entrance, He Xing saw that there were no slippers for guests to wear on the shoe cabinet. Qin Xingli guessed what she was thinking, and went to the bedroom. She found a pair of new black slippers and handed them to He Xing. These shoes were obviously made for a man, and were much larger than He Xing's feet.
He Xing walked in the living room wearing slippers. Although the slippers were large, she had no problem wearing them.
It was the first time that He Xing had come to her senior's house. She looked around curiously.
There was a small photo frame on the TV cabinet, and the photos inside looked a little yellowed and old.
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