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Zhang Qian was having a great time at the Liu Family's house, playing with Liu Ming's cousin, Yang Bo. In the kitchen, Yang Bo was teaching Zhang Qian how to make desserts, and they were chatting and laughing together. Liu Ming stood in the living room, secretly watching them, feeling a pang of jealousy.
Yang Bo was handsome and had a gentle demeanor; he was a doctor. Zhang Qian got along well with him. Yang Bo smiled and asked, "Xiao Qian, do you like medicine?" Zhang Qian shook her head and replied, "No, I don't like doctors." Yang Bo raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why not?" Zhang Qian blinked and said, "Because doctors dissect corpses." Yang Bo paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Haha, Xiao Qian, you're really cute." Zhang Qian grinned.
Liu Ming rolled his eyes and muttered, "Where's the cuteness in that?" Yang Bo then asked, "Can Xiao Qian dance?" Zhang Qian nodded, "A little." Yang Bo smiled and said, "I'd like to invite you to dance tonight. Is that okay?" Zhang Qian blinked again and replied, "But I've already made plans with someone else." Yang Bo looked disappointed. "Oh, I see. Well then." Liu Ming sighed in relief from his hiding spot.
Yang Bo continued, "Let me teach you how to make desserts." Zhang Qian's eyes lit up. "Sure!" Yang Bo led her into the kitchen. Liu Ming stood at the door, peeking through the crack.
Yang Bo and Zhang Qian were chatting and laughing as Yang Bo reached out to wipe the cream off Zhang Qian's face, making her giggle uncontrollably. Liu Ming felt a surge of irritation. Suddenly, Yang Bo glanced toward the door, causing Liu Ming to quickly hide away.
After a while, a surprised exclamation from Zhang Qian came from inside: "Ah, I'm bleeding."
Liu Ming's expression changed, and he rushed in: "Xiao Qian, are you hurt?"
Yang Bo and Zhang Qian looked at him, puzzled.
Liu Ming looked at them: "Who is hurt?"
Yang Bo chuckled and shook the ketchup bottle in his hand: "Are you talking about this?"
Liu Ming: "..."
Yang Bo laughed and patted his shoulder: "Xiao Ming, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Ming gritted his teeth: "You guys continue."
He turned and walked out.
Yang Bo let out a light laugh.
Liu Ming closed the door and took a deep breath.
He leaned against the wall to calm himself down.
That little rascal Yang Bo was definitely doing it on purpose!
Liu Ming recalled how Zhang Qian had been laughing so happily with Yang Bo earlier, feeling a wave of frustration again.
"That brat actually dared to mess with me," Liu Ming muttered.
He thought for a moment but couldn't help but smile slightly.
At least it proved that Zhang Qian didn't have feelings for Yang Bo.
Liu Ming felt a bit better and turned to leave.
...
In the middle of the night, Liu Ming couldn't sleep and went out to the balcony to smoke.
Just as he finished one cigarette and turned around, he saw Zhang Qian coming down.
Liu Ming raised an eyebrow: "Why did you come down?"
Zhang Qian looked at him: "I saw you were in a bad mood, so I came to check on you."
Liu Ming chuckled lightly: "I'm in a great mood."
Zhang Qian walked over, took the cigarette from Liu Ming's hand, and took a puff.
Liu Ming smirked: "You can smoke?"
Zhang Qian shook his head: "No."
Liu Ming took it back and took a puff himself.
Zhang Qian looked at him and said, "You were deceived. Aren't you upset?"
Liu Ming paused, "What do you mean?"
"Yang Bo tricked you," Zhang Qian replied.
Liu Ming scoffed, "That kid has always liked to mess with me; I'm used to it."
Zhang Qian tilted her head, "Do you care more about your pride or about me?"
Liu Ming paused and looked at her, "What do you mean?"
Zhang Qian blinked, "Just the literal meaning."
Liu Ming chuckled lightly, "I care more about you."
Zhang Qian raised an eyebrow, "Really?"
Liu Ming nodded slightly, "Yes."
Zhang Qian fell silent.
Liu Ming felt a bit uneasy under her gaze, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Qian smiled, "Prove it to me."
Liu Ming was confused, "How do I prove it?"
Zhang Qian pointed to her lips, "Kiss me."
Liu Ming was taken aback, his cheeks instantly flushed.
Zhang Qian blinked again, "Don't want to?"
Liu Ming licked his dry lips and whispered, "You're drunk."
Zhang Qian smirked, "I'm not."
Liu Ming looked at her luscious red lips, his throat tightening.
He couldn't help himself and leaned in to kiss her.
Zhang Qian closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Liu Ming held her waist and deepened the kiss.
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