It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 5 Dinner
Uncle Yan?
Lin Qin clicked through.

The message arrives in seconds.

Yan: What do you want for dinner?
L: both are fine

Yan: What do you like to eat?
L: meat
Yan: Are there any taboos?

L: no
Lin Qin heard the bell for class, didn't pay attention to the new news, and put away the phone directly.

Probably because Qin He had already told her before class, the chemistry teacher only praised Lin Qin a few words, and then began to explain the test questions, turning a blind eye to her lowering her head to write and draw.

Except for Lin Qin doing the questions in the office during the first Chinese class in the morning, the same is true for all subsequent teachers.

The full-day class will end soon.

The tradition of Class One is to switch positions on the day of the results after each major exam.

During the third class break in the afternoon, Tan Yubo packed up his books and moved to Lin Qin's empty seat at the same table.

Lin Qin looked up at him, not paying any attention to the various discussions in the class, and continued to draw sketches with his head down.

"Unbounded" is a multi-port sci-fi game with the highest investment in China in recent years.

Mobile games, PC games, console games, and AR games, all four will be launched at the same time.

The reason is that Yanshang acquired a bankrupt game company two years ago, and "Unbounded" is one of the company's pending works.

Yan Shi took over the game production, but the scene construction and character configuration were not satisfactory.

However, after reading the market analysis of the first version of the game and the sci-fi industry chain, Yan Shang directly waved his hand and sent personnel to study abroad.

Until a group of people returned to China a year ago, the first publicity shot was launched in the name of soliciting papers a year later.

The market responded very well, and the expectations soared to the top of the game list.

Tan Yubo has been staring at Lin Qin's pen, and the seemingly chaotic lines at first derivate into strange architectural outlines in the blink of an eye, and the artist's brushwork can be seen in the rhythm of pen-down without hesitation.

But drawing in class... how should I put it, it doesn't seem like what the first grader should do.

At least Tan Yubo didn't do this when he was the first in the grade.

He put away the complex emotions mixed with envy, frustration, admiration and imperceptible love, and turned his attention back to the blackboard with difficulty.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, more than a dozen boarding students rushed to the cafeteria, and day students left school one after another to go home.

Lin Qin returned to Longting Courtyard, walked to the elevator as usual, went to take a shower and changed clothes before going downstairs for dinner.

But today she had just walked to the elevator when Yan Shang's voice came from the direction of the kitchen vaguely.

"Lin Qin, let's eat first."

"En." Lin Qin replied subconsciously, took the schoolbag back to the room, entered the dining room and sat down at the table.

Today's dishes are completely different from my aunt's craftsmanship a few days ago.

"Try it." Yan Shang set up two light green porcelain bowls painted with lotus leaves, held the end of the chopsticks and handed them to Lin Qin.

"Thank you, Uncle Yan."

"Not so polite."

A gentle yet magnetic voice came from above, and Lin Qin looked up while pinching the chopsticks, only to notice Yan Shang's attire.

The light-colored apron covers the front of the slim black shirt, and the ties around the back of the neck and waist outline the man's tall and strong figure with great tension.

The cuffs are also rolled up to the elbow position, the tight forearm muscles and the blue veins that appear and disappear with the movements, like the ultimate combination of strength and aesthetics, always showing the charm of a mature man.

Lin Qin's eyes flashed with admiration, and he unconsciously tightened his fingers holding the chopsticks.

No one knew she had a secret hobby.

I like boxing, like fist-to-body strength contests, and experience the few strong emotions that are aroused in extreme fighting.

Much more addictive than a life as plain as water.

It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer people who have real kung fu. It would be great if Uncle Yan could accompany him to practice.

Lin Qin touched her cheek with her tongue, and looked away.

Yan Shang hung up his apron, turned around and sat opposite Lin Qin, picked up the garlic pork ribs with his serving chopsticks and sent them to the little girl's bowl.

"Does uncle cook to your liking?"

Lin Qin took a bite of the pork ribs, and the rich meaty aroma exploded in his mouth, and he nodded sincerely.

"Just as long as you like it." Yan Shang saw the obviously happy expression on her face after starting, and felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to have a meal with the little girl to get closer, and gain a deeper understanding of the thoughts of adolescent children.

But thinking that Lin Qin doesn't like strangers, he changed his mind to eat at home.

But after the menu was distributed to the cooking aunt, she felt that it was not enough, so she left work early to buy fresh ingredients. After returning home, she was busy for an hour or two, just in time for Lin Qin to come home to serve the dishes.

Fortunately, the culinary skills he practiced while studying abroad have not regressed. Seeing Lin Qin's non-stop cooking, he should be quite satisfied.

Yan Shang smiled and looked at Lin Qin's pretty eyes which were slightly squinted while chewing, picked up a small plate, and picked out the cheeks and belly meat of the steamed sea bass separately.

A plate of tender, white and fragrant fish was handed to Lin Qin's bowl.

Lin Qin swallowed the steamed egg with shrimps in his mouth, and caught a glimpse of the knuckles of his fingers pinching the side of the dish with force.

"Don't like it?" Yan Shang watched her staring at the fish and asked softly.

Lin Qin shook her head: "I like it."

Yan Shang is really good at her aesthetic point of view on human beings, which is very suitable to be the prototype of a certain character in the game.

"As long as you like it, you should also eat some vegetables."

It's a pity that Yan Shang didn't know what was going on in her mind, so he devoted himself to fulfilling his responsibilities as an uncle, not only grilled the fish, but also put a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in a soup bowl and put it aside.

Carefully told: "It's a little hot, drink it after eating."

"Well, thank you Uncle Yan."

I really didn't expect that Uncle Yan, who looked fierce at first glance, was more careful than Grandma.

Lin Qin clicked his tongue in his heart.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Yan Shang opened up his appetite.

The two ate quietly, with small chewing sounds and the clashing of bowls and chopsticks sounded from time to time, creating an unbearably relaxing tranquil atmosphere that spread throughout the meal.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Seeing her picking up sweet-scented osmanthus wine, scooping up small balls with a spoon and biting them one by one, Yan Shang couldn't help chuckling.

Lin Qin focused on handling the food in the bowl and didn't answer.

Yan Shang remembered how she was guarding food in the supermarket, and his laughter became more obvious. When he recovered, he raised one hand unconsciously and pressed it lightly on top of Lin Qin's head.

Lin Qin straightened her back in an instant, and the spoon fell into the bowl with a crisp "Dang" sound.

The idea of ​​"counterattack" was on the verge of triggering, and he raised his hand reflexively to grab the man's wrist.

Fortunately, Yan Shang stopped first.

With annoyance and apology in his eyes: "Sorry... Uncle didn't mean to..."

Lin Qin didn't finish listening to his words, so she got up and went upstairs, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was half a beat too late, and there was no fight with Uncle Yan.

It would be bad if this person loses and kicks himself out.

She strode back to her room and into the bathroom, letting the warm water take away the clamoring urge to punch in her body.

Wait patiently, and when the college entrance examination is over, I will be free after giving my grandparents an explanation.

The man downstairs sat blankly facing the direction where Lin Qin left. After a long silence, he got up to clean up the dishes and sighed almost inaudibly.

Lin Qin stepped out of the bathroom, raised her slender arm, and wiped her wet long hair. With the other hand, she slowly pulled out the sketches she had drawn during the day, turned on the computer and began to draw.

When the drawing is getting better, a red message reminder flashes in the lower right corner of the screen.

(End of this chapter)