I'm going to wear this doormat and I won't keep you company anymore.

Chapter 33 The fake male protagonist wants me to confess 9
  The blue sky and white clouds, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and the autumn day is like late summer. It is a good weather for autumn outings.

However, in front of the outdoor barbecue stove, two men in suits and leather shoes looked at each other with an urge to run away.

"I told you we were going to a barbecue, why are you dressed like you're going to a concert?!"

Bai Qingxue, who was wearing a red Indian dance costume, put her hands on her hips and shouted coquettishly.

"You didn't say you wanted to dress up in fancy clothes...Besides, this is what we usually wear?"

Under Bai Qingxue's angry glare, Rong Xing spoke softer and quieter.

She looks so beautiful in this outfit, like a beauty who was rewarded in the gladiatorial arena in ancient Rome.

...but from the surroundings, there is no such thing as barbecue clothes?

"And you..." Bai Qingxue narrowed her eyes at Qi Liansheng.

She just wanted to say, where is the promised release? What is he here for?

Qi Liansheng's fox eyes blinked at her.

Wink your sister! What's the meaning!
  Forget it...just be multiple witnesses. Bai Qingxue thought unnecessarily that it would be easier to work if she had enough food now.

"Have you never tried barbecue?" Bai Qingxue looked at the two men's windbreakers and handsome shirts that were worth a lot of money with a headache.

This touched the charcoal fire. Yi Rongxing's virtue must be to throw it away directly, and Qi Liansheng might have to go back to collect debts from her... She was too difficult. She was a poor person in this life.

"I haven't tried it... I thought..." Rong Xing looked at the barbecue stove in awe, as if it was not for barbecue, but some antique torture instrument.

Bai Qingxue was amused by his appearance: "What kind of barbecue does Young Master Rong think?"

"He thought barbecue was like the chefs at resorts stir-frying squid."

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Qi Liansheng spoke up for him. After speaking, he smiled, with a hint of gloating in his tone.

"Hey, he even bought a shovel specifically for this purpose and wanted to try it out with great interest. It seems that there is no chance."

"Liansheng!" Rong Xing's neck turned red with anxiety. "I didn't even tell you when you used medical tweezers to eat the barbecue!"

"Hey, why don't you two ask me?"

Bai Qingxue squatted down with a smile and began to put charcoal in the stove.

"Forget it. You two, stay away. Don't wait until you damage your clothes and ask me to pay for it. I can't afford it."

"It sounds very dangerous, so if you don't wear any clothes... No, won't it burn your stomach?"

As Rong Xing talked, he came over worriedly and put charcoal into the stove in the same manner.

Bai Qingxue looked down, yes, she forgot that she was wearing dance clothes.

Isn't this thinking that it would be more charming to wear a dance costume and serve Rong Shao at the barbecue? Didn't take this into consideration.

Just in case, Bai Qingxue went to the plastic chair they moved out, took out her school uniform jacket from her hiking bag, and wrapped it around her waist.

The autumn and winter school uniform is a black suit, which makes Bai Qingxue look more fashionable.

"Does your family use this to cook? It's amazing." Rong Xing suddenly admired it without thinking.

Bai Qingxue rolled her eyes: "Even if I want to, my neighbors will call the police, right?"

It is possible to spread charcoal for fun, but the cooking temperature is a mystery, unless the whole paint bucket is used as a coal stove, but briquettes are no longer available.

Next, with Rong Xing repeatedly telling her to be careful, or else he'd better hire someone to do it, Bai Qingxue quickly lit the charcoal with paper. After enduring a burst of heavy smoke, the black charcoal gradually turned red and turned red. Ashes, rising into blazing flames.

"It's so magical, like burning incense."

Rong Xing exclaimed excitedly and saw Bai Qingxue conjuring various boxes of small ingredients and prepared skewers from her bag. The dishes were placed on the low table and the seasonings were placed on the ground.

Qi Liansheng stood aside and watched silently from beginning to end. The area around the stove was so big, and a pair of beauties were chirping, and there seemed to be no place for him.

Bai Qingxue first put three chicken drumsticks on top, then put various vegetables on them, and finally handed Rong Xing a bunch of steamed buns.

Rong Xing looked at the three little steamed buns and hesitated...

"Hey, don't chew it directly. Doesn't the baked bun taste delicious? There is a small brush here, brush some honey on it and bake it." Bai Qingxue hurriedly instructed. Rong Xing followed the instructions playfully, and like all newbies who pursue "pot gas", he finally baked the steamed buns into half an African.

"Qingxue, this is my first barbecue work, given to you!"

Rong Xing got the results he wanted and handed it over happily.

Bai Qingxue raised her eyebrows: "What a shame, let's do this, you cut the chocolate half away, I want to eat the yellow one."

Rong Xing did as he was told, and sure enough, under the suppressed laughter of Bai Qingxue and Qi Liansheng, he spat it out as soon as he took it into his mouth.

"Why doesn't it taste like chocolate?" Rong Xing frowned and asked in confusion. "No matter how bad it is, it should still be sweet, right?"

"You don't have chocolate sauce. Do you think if you burn honey for a while, it will turn into chocolate?"

Bai Qingxue just said it casually, but she didn't expect Rong Xing's "Isn't it?" look on her face, and she laughed even more happily.

Normally, they would take it away when they saw something was wrong. Seeing how seriously he took the exam, Bai Qingxue actually forcefully explained to him: ...Maybe he wanted to eat rice cakes. Of course, this is the worst time Guoba has been hacked.

"You...are you smiling like this?" Rong Xing's face turned red. If someone else were here, he would really fall out.

Generally speaking, Bai Qingxue's smiles are relatively high, but she couldn't help but laugh a little bit. At this time, when she thought of Rong Xing's serious "This is my first work", she laughed so hard. pain.

Seeing that Rong Xing was getting angry, Qi Liansheng said, "Your chicken legs are going to be burnt."

Bai Qingxue was stunned and quickly went to rescue the chicken legs.

It was just right, so she took one piece each. Rong Xing looked embarrassed because of the shadow just now.

"Try one. If it doesn't taste good, I'll eat all your chocolate buns!" Bai Qingxue made a poisonous oath.

Rong Xing didn't pay attention to the teasing in her words, but when he saw her looking at him with watery eyes, his heart felt sweet, and he took a bite out of nowhere.

From Calm Xing's expression, it is easy to see that he has been conquered. Compared with his usual eating, he devoured it hungrily.

Rong Xing approached Bai Qingxue with twinkling eyes and wanted to say...

"Okay, I'll bake you another one, don't look at me like that." Bai Qingxue couldn't stand it and pulled away.

What Rong Xing wants to say is: "Do you need a part-time job? I'll ask the chef at home to work for you?"

If his mother knew that he was baking things like savages and eating them deliciously, I wonder what she would think...

"What's wrong? You don't have a stomachache, do you?" Bai Qingxue suddenly felt embarrassed, no, this prince's stomach is so fragile?

"Oh, no, I think of Jiang Shaojie."

"Miss her? Let me help you call her out." Bai Qingxue said cheerfully.

"No, you know, she comes to my house part-time."

"Uh-huh."

"But her playing is mediocre...I'm not saying bad things about her, it's just that I don't appreciate her.

"I thought all the contestants in the Chaomu Cup were as good as Qingxue. But she played so many songs for me with great interest that I felt almost bored.

"Not to mention creativity, the fluency is not satisfactory. Her song selection is average, and she can't play anything special..."

"You mean, you want me to persuade her to give up the Morning and Evening Cup?" Bai Qingxue asked with a subtle expression.

Rong Xing sighed: "More than that, it's best not to even attend my family's family dinner. I've already felt embarrassed for her in advance."

"Then why didn't you discuss it with me earlier?" Bai Qingxue secretly rolled her eyes. "You also know Shaojie's temperament, who can persuade her?"

"Then what should I do...Oh, it's rare for my mother to ask me to do something, and I messed up."

"Wait a minute, your mother specifically asked you to choose the pianist for the family dinner?"

"Yeah, what?"

"...Nothing." She is in trouble, Bai Qingxue thought.

(End of this chapter)