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Chapter 268 Q-version Cookies
Chapter 268 Q-version Cookies
"Oh, right, my sister came back to China and brought me some things. I came over to give you two boxes."
As he spoke, he immediately took the paper bag that was placed to the side and presented it to Shen Ruojun.
Shen Ruoyun looked at the paper bag in front of her and cautiously craned her neck, "What's this? Is it food?"
"how do you know?"
Qin Chuhuai has an exceptionally strong bias towards Shen Ruoyun; even if he were picking his nose now, he would probably still think she's amazing.
"These are cookies my mom made. Try them. I used to eat them all the time when I was little."
Shen Ruoyun's eyes lit up instantly, and she carefully took the bag. "Oh, you're too kind."
As he spoke, he eagerly opened the bag, took out the packaged cookie box, and gently opened the lid.
When she saw the cookies inside, her eyes widened suddenly, sparkling.
"How did you do this? Is your mother a genius?" Shen Ruoyun carefully picked up a piece of cookie from the box.
I raised my hand and looked at it. It was actually a chibi version of myself! How adorable!
Thinking of this, it opened its mouth and bit off its own little head.
"Mmm, this is delicious! It's crispy and sweet but not cloying. Your mom's cooking is really good."
As Shen Ruojun spoke, she took out another piece.
Each cookie has a different shape, but they all look so cute and delicious.
Seeing Shen Ruoyun's satisfied expression, Qin Chuhuai couldn't help but smile and pushed the cookie towards him.
"Eat more if you like it. My mom said she'll make it for you again if you like it."
Upon hearing this, Shen Ruoyun's expression flushed slightly, and she quickly devoured her small body.
"You should eat some too. These cookies are so delicious, it would be a shame if you didn't."
As she spoke, she picked up another cookie and handed it to Qin Chuhuai.
Qin Chuhuai looked at the cookie handed to him; it was a cute, cartoon version of Qin Zijian.
He paused for a moment, then used a tissue to cushion his hand and took a small bite.
Just then, Shen Ruoyun suddenly leaned closer, looking at him intently, "Is it delicious?"
Qin Chuhuai felt his breath catch in his throat as Shen Ruoyun's warm breath gently brushed against his face, carrying the sweet scent of biscuits.
His heart suddenly raced, and for a moment he panicked, almost dropping the biscuit in his hand.
He had no interest in tasting the cookies anymore; it was more like a cow chewing on a peony—"So...delicious."
"Lele, you eat too."
As Shen Ruoyun spoke, she seemed to remember something and turned to look at Qin Chuhuai, seeking his opinion.
Qin Chuhuai glanced at Chen Jiale, who was frantically swallowing, and felt somewhat unwilling.
But when he met Shen Ruojun's eyes, he gave in.
I opened another box, and it was full of Peashooter and SpongeBob SquarePants designs.
"You eat this."
Chen Jiale wasn't picky; as long as there was food, he was fine with it. He nodded quickly. "Thank you, you're such a kind person."
As he spoke, he immediately picked up a cookie and started eating it. "Wow! This cookie tastes much better than the one I buy at home."
Shen Ruoyun held the biscuit and showed it off, then rubbed the biscuit crumbs off her lips.
"My mom asked when you're free. She's going back to China in a while and wants to invite you to dinner."
She especially loved your portrayal of Qin Zijian, and she's watched all your variety shows.
As he spoke, he took a photo out of his pocket. "My mom wants you to sign this for her."
Shen Ruoyun was flattered; he hadn't expected that Qin Chuhuai's mother was a fan of his.
He quickly took the photo, pulled out a pen from his pocket, and carefully signed his name on it.
"Then please tell Auntie to thank her for the cookies. I'm really honored. I should have time after I finish filming this movie." Shen Ruoyun smiled, her eyes crinkling.
As Shen Ruoyun spoke, she drew a small heart after her signature.
As Qin Chuhuai watched Shen Ruoyun signing her name earnestly, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He thought Shen Ruoyun was the cutest creature in the world.
Chen Jiale stuffed the biscuit into his mouth, quickly drank some water, and patted his chest.
"Brother Yun, you guys chat, I'm going to the restroom."
Shen Ruoyun waved her hand at him, not paying much attention, and reached out to put away the remaining cookies.
Are you guys preparing for a major competition?
Upon hearing this, Qin Chuhuai quickly snapped out of his reverie, "Yes, I'll probably be very busy in a while."
Shen Ruoyun nodded, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, "I believe in you, you can do it, I have high hopes for you, young man."
"Yes, I will try my best. I heard that this year's championship ring is very beautiful."
Upon hearing this, Shen Ruoyun suddenly felt a little strange, as if she had forgotten something.
However, he didn't dwell on it too much. He remembered the ring he saw at Qin Chuhuai's base, which was indeed quite cool.
Qin Chuhuai spent some time with Shen Ruoyun, but knowing that he had to work, he didn't disturb him for too long.
Meanwhile, Xiao Qi had quietly left sometime earlier.
That evening, a figure quietly left the hotel, and in a dimly lit corner, hushed conversations could be heard.
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
“Absolutely not, I plucked it off his head myself,” Xiao Qi’s voice rang out.
The strange man was thin, dressed entirely in black and fully armed, wearing a mask and hat.
"That's good. I'll have someone transfer your money to you. He didn't suspect anything, did he?"
"Definitely not, don't worry," Xiao Qi assured him repeatedly upon hearing that the money was in hand.
The man nodded, not intending to waste any more time with him, and turned to leave with his things.
I walked to the side of the road and got into a car. "Boss, I've brought your things."
In the car, Shen Qi took the item and examined it carefully in the dim light; it was a small tuft of Shen Ruojun's hair.
"Hmm." He carefully placed the hair into a sealed bag, his eyes full of calculation.
Shen Ruojun was unaware that she had been framed and continued to happily go to film every day.
"Zhou Ji, if you take another step forward, don't blame me for being impolite."
Zhou Ji rode high on horseback, holding a long spear, looking heroic and dashing.
Gazing at the city wall, the air was filled with the stench of blood, and General Li Ji on the wall glared angrily.
Zhou Ji sheathed his longsword at his waist, picked up the longbow beside him, nocked an arrow, and suddenly straightened his hand, making it as round as a full moon.
With eyes like a hawk, the arrow shot out with a whoosh, unstoppable.
In an instant, before anyone could react, Li Ji was pierced through the skull and pinned straight to the city wall.
His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe it, and he died with his eyes open.
Legend has it that the young general Zhou Ji was incredibly brave and fierce in his campaigns, and his archery skills were superb, capable of hitting a target from a hundred paces away.
Now it is true that seeing is believing, and what was said was true. The commander-in-chief was killed, and the morale of the enemy army was in shambles.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhou Ji pounded his drums with great force, his gaze sharp and piercing.
"Catapults, archers, prepare!"
At Zhou Ji's command, the catapults and archers sprang into action.
Boulders rained down on the enemy camp, and arrows rained down from all sides. The enemy soldiers panicked and fled in all directions.
"Ladders! Battering rams!" With Zhou Ji's command, the soldiers quickly pushed the ladders against the city wall, and the battering rams slammed heavily against the city gate.
Although the enemy troops on the city wall were in disarray, they were still putting up a last stand, continuously throwing down logs and stones.
However, unable to withstand the fierce attack, a large number of soldiers climbed the city wall, and the city gate opened in response.
The air was thick with the smell of blood, making one's scalp tingle. Zhou Ji sat on horseback, listening to the screams around him, his face expressionless.