Zhao Qingyan's agate-like transparent and bright eyes dimmed a little, and she couldn't help but sigh, "One hides, from the country to China and then to Phuket, the other is restrained..." Zhao Qingyan is not a person in the game, but she feels a little sorry for Bei Qixi. She has been away from her hometown and working hard outside over the years. She obviously cared about it in her heart, but she never showed sentimentality.

Zhao Qingyan didn’t know how Bei Qixi survived the desolation in his heart over the years.

Qiao Junxi simply put down her knife and fork and looked at her leisurely.

Zhao Qingyan then fell back to Qiao Junxi, and saw him staring at him with a faint expression. A small girl reflected in his black and white eyes. Zhao Qingyan felt that his persistent gaze was a little dazzling. He turned his black pupils and retreated his gaze, "What are you doing when you look at me like this? Is there something on my face? Have you finished eating?"

Qiao Junxi's voice was as deep and pleasant as ever, but it was as low as the night sky, "Have you ever considered opening an emotional consulting company?"

Zhao Qingyan had just cut a piece of fish steak and was about to put it into her mouth. When she heard Qiao Junxi's words, she put her hand holding the fork down again. She raised her beautiful eyebrows and spoke with a little dissatisfaction, "You are sarcastic to me again."

Seeing her angry look, Qiao Junxi's eyes were filled with a cramped smile, and then he pointed to the seafood meal on the table and asked in great sincerity: "How does it taste?"

Zhao Qingyan drooped her eyelids and gave her own evaluation objectively, "The taste is impeccable. The meat is plump, and the chef has refined the umami flavor of the food itself." It can be regarded as a dinner with a deeper memory in the seafood meal she had eaten.

Qiao Junxi nodded convincedly, "Since that's the case, we should enjoy the pleasure brought by the food and live up to the good times and enjoy the delicious food. What does the lady think?"

Zhao Qingyan suddenly realized that Qiao Junxi didn't like her to worry about other people's affairs.

But she didn't want to interfere or what, she just sighed.

She just wanted to share her experience with Qiao Junxi.

Zhao Qingyan glanced at the tender fish that was still hanging on the fork, and sent the fish to Qiao Junxi's mouth with a diligent look on his face, and said in a pleasing manner: "What my husband said is very true."

Seeing this, Qiao Junxi was very happy, and the depth in his eyes immediately turned into tenderness. He bit the food Zhao Qingyan gave him, and he was particularly enjoying it, "It tastes endless and cannot be said."

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him and continued his dinner, "Didn't you finish eating?"

Qiao Junxi held the knife and fork again, and said four words meaningfully, "Eat well."

The implication is that he is not interested in other people's emotional entanglements. He just needs to enjoy the little emotions between Zhao Qingliang and Zhao Qingjian.

Zhao Qingqing was in a position of fault and no longer said anything.

"What? Are you unhappy?" The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and Qiao Junxi asked his wife who was a little sensitive sitting opposite her.

Zhao Qingyan glanced at him and continued to cut the fish steak, "I said I'm very happy, do you believe it?"

Qiao Junxi's eyes released a dazzling light when they fell into Zhao Qingyan's eyes. The corners of his mouth curled, he was so cute.

"Then I'll coax you." Qiao Junxi's faint voice echoed between the inches of the restaurant. What can I do? Her angered wife would make her happy even if she kneels down on instant noodles.

Zhao Qingxian wanted to say that there was no need, but she was not unhappy.

Qiao Junxi, however, had already stood up.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Qingyan frowned. Could you still have a good meal?

"Get a magic trick for you."

Zhao Qingyan was stunned, "You can do magic? Why don't I know?"

Qiao Junxi picked up Zhao Qingyan's fork and spoon, "You don't know a lot." He doesn't have to suppress his body. He has so long that he has to learn a few ways to coax his wife.

You should know that close-up magic is very difficult, so Zhao Qingyan was very curious about what tricks he would play for her.

I saw Qiao Junxi use his slender plain hands to knead the fork and spoon together, and his fingers quickly moved on it, kneading the shape.

Before Zhao Qingyan could take a closer look, Qiao Junxi had slowly displayed the finished product in front of her, and it was a flower!

"Here! It's time to be happy now." Qiao Junxi stuffed the metal flower into Zhao Qingyan's hand, rubbed her head with a wide palm, and gave her a head-touching kill.

Zhao Qingyan held the flower and was full of incredible things. "How did you do it?"

Qiao Junxi returned to her seat, "It's boring to reveal the magic."

Zhao Qingyan repeatedly studied the flowers in his hand, "Did you have prepared props long ago?"

"Eat quickly. It will be cold and the fishy smell will be strong." Qiao Junxi's purpose has been achieved. Zhao Qingyan was obviously frightened by his magic. The first time he used magic in front of Zhao Qingyan, he really felt a little accomplished.

Zhao Qingyan was a little persistent about this issue. She always thought that magic was a very far away from her, but she didn't expect that Qiao Junxi would even have one move. She looked Qiao Junxi carefully from top to bottom, "Is this the fork and spoon I just used? Is it still hidden on you?" Because Zhao Qingyan tried to pinch the metal flower, which was stainless steel and very hard. No matter how strong Qiao Junxi's fingers were, it would not be possible to change its shape easily. Unless he was the Magneto in the Mentor.

Qiao Junxi brought her a pair of forks and spoons again, "Eat. The magic tricks have passed."

Zhao Qingyan looked at the delicious food on the table, okay, it would be a waste of resources if he didn't finish it.

All the beauty is in this delicious food and occasional surprises, so why should she keep holding on to the little details?

That's too unlovable.

After eating, Qiao Junxi was reluctant to leave the seat.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qingyan asked looking at him.

Qiao Junxi said seriously, "It seems that she is not full."

Zhao Qingyan glanced at the dining table. Although they didn’t eat much today, they were not too little. Qiao Junxi was not full?

"Why would the chef ask me to make some more? Let me give you a fried rice?"

Qiao Junxi looked serious and said, "I don't want to eat."

Zhao Qingyan: "Then what do you want to eat?" Zhao Qingyan suddenly realized Qiao Junxi's routine after asking, and gave him a blank look, "Is it okay to have less routines between husband and wife and more sincerity?"

Seeing that his little trick was discovered, Qiao Junxi's eyes flashed with a hint of frustration, then stood up and said disapprovingly: "This is not a routine, but a little interest in life." He gave Zhao Qingyan another head-touching kill, "And you are a little boring sometimes. In this case, you should cooperate with me, not expose it. Remember it next time." Qiao Junxi patiently taught his wife.

"Let's go and eat." Zhao Qingyan took the initiative to hold Qiao Junxi's arm.
Chapter completed!