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Chapter 21 Let Him See Enough

"grass!"

Qin Yan, who was immediately irritated, stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar fiercely, his eyes looking as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Qin Beizhou, are you a human or a beast?"

He pushed the person against the wall, making a loud noise. "Don't think about her."

Master Qin was pushed upstairs by Qin Wanni to get something. He happened to see this scene and whispered in displeasure, "Let go!"

Qin Yan pushed the other person in an attacking posture. When he saw the old man's eyes on him, he suddenly laughed out of anger and said to Qin Beizhou: "You are almost 1.9 meters tall, why are you pretending to be weak?!"

"I was wondering why you didn't fight back. It turns out you were waiting for me here."

Seeing his grandson's arm full of blue veins, as if he was about to reach the breaking point and throw a punch, Master Qin knocked the ground heavily with his cane, "Qin Yan!"

He then reluctantly let go, causing the other person to sway, and gritted his teeth and said, "Sorry, I was a little impulsive, uncle."

Qin Beizhou seemed to enjoy the other party's address, "As an elder, it is natural that I will not bother with the younger generation."

Qin Yan's eyes turned cold instantly. Looking at the man who was taking advantage of him, all the blood in his body rushed to his brain. Then he saw him walk out calmly.

MD, you are so good at pretending.

Qin Wanni, who witnessed the whole process, shook her head and said, "Brother, you are no good either. Every time Qin Beizhou tries to provoke you, you always take the bait. No fish can bite as accurately as you do."

Qin Yan glanced at her indifferently, "You're so talkative, Qin Wanni?"

The girl snorted, and her occasionally arrogant manner was somewhat similar to his. "Look, you're still anxious."

It was almost lunch time and three or four chefs were busy in the kitchen.

Master Qin was bored, so he asked the butler to set up the chessboard. He looked around and called Qin Beizhou to play a game with him to pass the time.

"I haven't played for a long time, so I'm a little rusty."

Seeing Qin Wanni standing aside and watching, he asked with interest, "Nini, where do you think it would be more appropriate to start the game?"

"I haven't played it before, but the player who plays Gobang in the middle has an advantage."

"The game ends when the game starts at Tianyuan." He picked up a black chess piece and placed it on the 'star' in the upper right corner. "Go is about surrounding and killing each other, and winning is determined by fighting for territory."

"From the corner to the center, we gradually encroach on other people's territory and carve out our own territory."

There were intermittent crisp sounds of chess pieces falling on the chessboard. Master Qin used his own chess moves to explain some basic techniques to her, and used the early layout to try to encircle and wipe out Qin Beizhou's white chess pieces in one fell swoop.

"You have to know how to use your inherent advantages so that you can make a decisive move in one go and not let others take advantage of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the seemingly rich white chess eye shape was suddenly made alive and the danger was averted.

After a long silence, Qin Beizhou placed the white chess piece in his slender and bony hands. With a cold smile on his stern face, his back was as straight as a bamboo, and he suddenly said, "Thank you for letting me."

"Until the end, it's not certain who will make the final kill, right?"

The other party suddenly realized that he had been setting up the trap for such a long time, just waiting for this moment, and his eyes showed surprise.

Jiang Zhiyue, who was not far away, could tell that Master Qin was not teaching Qin Wanni how to play Go. It was obvious that he was warning Qin Beizhou with a hidden meaning.

It's true that my father doesn't love me and my mother doesn't care about me.

Qin Beizhou's unexpected move made the atmosphere suddenly cool down. Fortunately, the chef prepared lunch, so everyone moved to the restaurant.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Ren Yiyan poured juice for Jiang Zhiyue and raised her glass to welcome her. "Yueyue, has Xiaoyan introduced everyone in the family to you?"

Just as she was about to nod, she heard Qin Yan speak casually, "There's another one, right, uncle."

This shout should be the most comfortable one he had made in the past twenty years. He wanted to use it to force Qin Beizhou to keep his distance from him.

Unexpectedly, the other party responded calmly, picked up the wine glass and gestured to the girl, "Miss Jiang and I have met a few times. Since you are Qin Yan's girlfriend now, you don't mind if I call you Yueyue."

Qin Yan, who was caught off guard and counterattacked:.

I am completely speechless at how shameless this man is.

Seeing Qin Yan's unhappy face, Jiang Zhiyue placed her hand under the table on the man's leg to soothe him.

The material of Qin Yan's pants was silky and smooth, and she couldn't help but touch it a few more times. Suddenly, her hands were held down by him and she couldn't move.

He put his head close to her soft earlobe, and his moist, hot breath went straight into her ear, making her spine tingle. "Stop touching me, baby."

"Yes."

The girl paused for a moment, revealing the abrupt, eye-catching curve on her dark casual suit pants, just like when they kissed in the morning, with a blush slowly spreading from her neck to her ears.

Seeing that she was rarely shy, Qin Yan was in a good mood, "Do you like to eat crayfish?"

"Ah."

The man put on disposable gloves with his bony hands, grabbed the empty porcelain white bowl, and peeled the crayfish for her bit by bit. The shrimp meat was smooth, elastic and firm, and it looked appetizing.

Not to mention Jiang Zhiyue, no one present had ever seen Qin Yan, who had always lived a life of luxury, do such a thing.

He usually finds it troublesome and won't eat anything with shells.

Qin Wanni opened her eyes wide in surprise, staring at the pile of crayfish in the bowl that was getting higher and higher, and couldn't help but sigh.

My mom, my coat, my brain has turned into a date, my brother, you are doing great.

"Brother, I like to eat crayfish, too. Please peel some for me."

Hearing this, Qin Yan threw the extra disposable gloves to the other party and said, "You have long hands now, so peel them off yourself."

"..."

The girl gave him a thumbs up in admiration.

Okay, you deserve to have a wife.

After lunch, everyone basically went their separate ways. Qin Yan took Jiang Zhiyue to the back garden for a walk.

It is midsummer and the air is filled with the rich fragrance of flowers.

Seeing the dandelions on the green lawn, she bent down to squat and take a look, and Qin Yan reached out and picked one for her.

The rosy lips slightly opened, and a warm breeze blew from the garden, and the scattered seeds fell on Congjiang Zhiyue's face.

She moaned and spat out the fluff on her lips. Seeing the man smiling, she reached out to remove the seed hanging in her hair. Only then did she discover that there were blood spots on two of his finger bones.

"Your hand is injured, how did it happen?"

Qin Yan hadn't noticed it before, probably because he bumped into Qin Beizhou when he pressed him against the wall. His dark eyes moved slightly, and he said, "I don't know, but it hurts a little."

People who used to play extreme sports without blinking an eye are now covering their small abrasions and crying out in pain.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't expose him, "Then let's go back and I'll apply some medicine on you."

"By the time it takes to walk back, the wounds will have healed."

"Then you still say it hurts."

Qin Yan replied confidently: "Just because it heals in a while doesn't mean it doesn't hurt now."

"What should we do then?" The girl saw that he looked a bit rogue, and couldn't help but curl her eyes, tiptoeing to kiss the corner of the man's light red lips, "Will it still hurt if I distract you like this?"

"not enough."

Qin Yan suddenly grabbed Jiang Zhiyue's chin and passed the scent of peach juice into her lips little by little, making her lips numb.

The man's strong hormonal scent gradually wrapped around her, and she unconsciously retreated.

When he was about to fall among the bushes and flowers, he was suddenly caught by a force around his waist.

She opened her misty eyes, her black feather-like eyelashes were wet, and through her blurry vision she noticed the floor-to-ceiling window on the easternmost side of the second floor of the mansion. The dark red figure was particularly eye-catching.

Recalling something, he breathed rapidly and tried to stop it.

"Ah, Ah Yan, Qin Beizhou is watching—"

Unexpectedly, Qin Yan did not stop, but kissed more fiercely, and the clear water wet his chin.

"If he wants to see it, let him see it to his heart's content."