Chapter 5: Song Qian, he is still a child

"Ding-dong!"

The doorbell rang.

Song Qian stood up immediately,

rubbed her flushed cheeks,

and checked her clothes and makeup in the mirror.

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Subsequently,

she stood behind the door,

took a deep breath, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened,

she was met with Qin Feng’s sunny and handsome face.

Song Qian was stunned for a moment,

immediately forgetting the speech she had prepared,

and then,

she couldn't help but start to panic.

Seeing Qin Feng looking down for slippers,

Song Qian hurriedly bent down to get them,

but caught the faint scent on Qin Feng’s body—

a scent of soap mixed with the hormones of youth.

Instantly,

Song Qian’s face turned red again,

and her heart began to beat violently.

While Qin Feng was changing his shoes,

Song Qian hurried back to the dining table and sat down, holding onto it.

Then, closing her eyes,

she reminded herself: "Song Qian, don't panic, don't be messy, he is still a child..."

After changing into slippers,

Qin Feng came to the dining table and sat down,

looking at Song Qian with some confusion: "Auntie Song Qian, are you not feeling well? Why is your face so red?"

"Ah? No, no..."

Song Qian hurriedly waved her hands to deny it, but completely forgot what she wanted to say.

To ease the awkwardness,

Song Qian hurriedly asked: "Qin Feng, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I was just about to order takeout when I received your WeChat."

"Ah, then I’ll order some takeout, let’s eat and talk. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, anything is fine."

"Alright then."

Song Qian picked up her phone and ordered steak from near the residential complex.

Before long,

the steak was delivered.

After setting the plates and cutlery,

Song Qian looked at the steak, then at Qin Feng,

and couldn't help but say: "How about we have some? I have a few bottles of good red wine stored."

Still drinking?

Qin Feng smiled upon hearing this. Auntie Song Qian, yesterday was also because of drinking that...

Looking at Qin Feng’s smile,

Song Qian’s face turned red again,

so she hurriedly turned and walked into the kitchen.

After splashing some water on her face,

Song Qian leaned against the wine cabinet, her expression conflicted.

At this moment, in her mind, two little Song Qians were fighting.

Among them,

the little Song Qian wearing a bunny girl outfit and devil horns

persuaded in a seductive voice: "Song Qian, what are you hesitating for? Qin Feng is so handsome and so young, why don't you pounce?"

After the devil Song Qian finished speaking,

the angel Song Qian in a white dress hurriedly shook her head and refused: "Song Qian, you have to think clearly. You are so much older than Qin Feng. If you really get together, what will others think of you?"

"Even if you don't care about others' opinions, what about Yingzi? Yingzi is almost in her third year of high school; aren't you afraid of delaying Yingzi’s studies?"

"Song Qian, you have to think clearly!"

The two little Song Qians were arguing until her head ached.

Song Qian sighed helplessly, took the red wine from the cabinet,

and slowly opened it with a corkscrew.

Song Qian finally made up her mind: "Forget it, let’s just treat last night as a wild night. From now on, Qin Feng is just my tenant, nothing more."

After making up her mind,

Song Qian brought the wine glasses and wine to the dining table.

At this moment,

Qin Feng had already eaten more than half of his steak.

Seeing this, Song Qian knew Qin Feng was hungry, so she hurriedly cut half of her own steak and put it on Qin Feng’s plate.

The two of them ate, drank, and chatted like this.

Song Qian gradually opened her heart, treating Qin Feng as a listener,

and poured out all the pain and depression she had been suppressing for so many years.

As she spoke,

tears couldn't help but flow out.

Seeing this, Qin Feng picked up a tissue and handed it to Song Qian.

Song Qian reached out to take it, but touched Qin Feng’s fingers.

Instantly,

it was as if she had been electrocuted.

Song Qian’s heart jumped violently,

and some images from last night flashed through her mind:

Qin Feng’s handsome face,

his broad chest,

his strong and powerful arms...

Then,

Song Qian, as if possessed by a devil,

couldn't help but lean on Qin Feng’s shoulder...

After another night of wind and rain,

when the sunlight spilled onto Qin Feng’s face again,

the awakened Qin Feng heard the system prompt once more:

"Ding! Sown once. Received: Mastery of Street Dance."

Looking at Song Qian, who was still fast asleep beside him,

Qin Feng shook his head and smiled,

got dressed and got up,

then walked out gently and closed the door.

"Thump."

As soon as the door closed,

Song Qian on the bed sat up immediately,

turned to look outside the door,

and then rubbed her long hair in annoyance,

saying helplessly: "Song Qian, oh Song Qian, what on earth are you doing? He is still just a child!..."

Returning home,

taking another shower,

Qin Feng took his car keys and went straight to the underground garage.

Every unit in Song Qian’s building had an exclusive parking space,

so Qin Feng easily found his car.

Looking at the tall, cold Cullinan in front of him, like a light armored vehicle,

and then glancing at the Jing-A 6666 license plate,

Qin Feng smiled: "The license plate is not bad."

Subsequently, Qin Feng opened the door and got in,

and with a press of the gas pedal, drove toward the school...

……

This morning,

counselor Xia Lü notified the students to gather in the large classroom before 9 o'clock.

However, it was only 8:30,

and the students in the class had almost all arrived.

At the entrance of the large classroom,

the white Porsche and yellow Ferrari were still parked without regard for rules,

and Hu Kun, Wang Yao, Huang Xu, and others were sitting at the entrance,

watching the road that led directly to the large classroom.

"Yaoyao, we’ve been waiting for over ten minutes. Our classmate Qin Feng wouldn't be so scared that he doesn't dare to come, right?"

After watching for a while and seeing no Cullinan appear,

Huang Xu said boredly.

"Not necessarily."

Hu Kun laughed upon hearing this: "It’s just a bet between classmates, a small matter. I am a very magnanimous person; I just want classmate Qin Feng to know that some things shouldn't be shown off blindly."

"Hmm, classmate Hu Kun is indeed magnanimous."

Wang Yao smiled and said: "How about this, when classmate Qin Feng arrives later, just let him apologize to you. After all, we are all classmates, and it’s not good to make things too awkward."

"Apologize?!"

Lu Jie behind them rolled his eyes in displeasure: "What’s wrong with bragging a little? Does he need to apologize?"

"Exactly."

Bi Tao also immediately said: "Is bragging illegal? And he wants Qin Feng to apologize? Apologize my ass!"

As everyone was arguing,

a black Cullinan appeared in everyone’s line of sight.

Huang Xu was startled when he saw it: "Holy crap?! It really is a Cullinan?! It wouldn't really be Qin Feng, would it?"

Instantly, everyone looked at the Cullinan driving toward the classroom.

Hu Kun nervously looked at the license plate carefully,

but then suddenly relaxed and laughed out loud: "Haha, this absolutely cannot be Qin Feng’s car! Jing-A 66666, do you know how precious this license plate is?!"

"Let’s put it this way, just this one license plate could buy a Cullinan!"

"Exactly, even if you sold Qin Feng, he couldn't afford this car, let alone this precious Jing-A license plate!"

…….