Chapter 41: Qin Muxue Decides Not to Sell Alcohol

Lin Beixiu gave her a strange look, “You think I’m an idiot, don’t you?”

“Isn’t that what you are?”

Qin Muxue chuckled, ruffling his hair, which made Lin Beixiu turn his head away in displeasure.

“Don’t touch my head.”

It felt weird, like petting a dog.

“Are you concerned about me?” Qin Muxue stopped teasing him, adopting a different demeanor with a smile.

“Pfft, I’m not concerned about you.” Lin Beixiu turned away, quickening his pace.

Qin Muxue laughed and followed him, this boy who says one thing but means another.

“Really? You’re blushing, though.”

“That’s because of the setting sun on my face.”

“……” Qin Muxue laughed without saying a word.

…

In the store, out of boredom, Qin Muxue pondered, chin propped on her hand.

All signs pointed to Lin Beixiu having a bit of a crush on her; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so anxious to find her in the afternoon.

It’s a pity he’s so foolish. She wondered when she would be able to win him over, recalling the first time she saw his abs, swallowing unconsciously, her initial outrage turning into longing.

She really wanted to taste it.

Shaking her head, Qin Muxue touched her hot face, pushing those lurid thoughts out of her mind, trying to cool down.

Lin Beixiu too, resting his chin on his hand at the bar, thought back to the afternoon’s events.

According to Hu Feng, Lin Beixiu felt that Qin Muxue must have gone to settle accounts with Zhang Hao, unsure why, but in that moment, he sped up as fast as he could, first thinking of the alleyway from the morning. Fortunately, he found her there.

Seeing her safe, he relaxed, not understanding why he cared so much, like it was an instinctive action.

What was happening to him? He had never felt this way before.

Eighteen years single, his life had been nothing but fighting and studying. Accustomed to being aloof, he didn’t realize he was falling in love.

Lin Beixiu was perplexed until the sound of tapping on the table snapped him back to reality.

Zhang Qingmin stood in front of him, “What are you daydreaming about?”

Lin Beixiu shook his head, “Nothing.”

“Thinking about your girlfriend again?” Zhang Qingmin teased.

Lin Beixiu remained silent, too tired to argue; everyone seemed to consider them a couple anyway.

“No.”

The manager was too nosy, Lin Beixiu thought, deciding not to share his troubles.

Glancing at the time, Lin Beixiu packed up to leave.

“Time to close up.”

Lin Beixiu went next door again, taking out a few cans of beer from the fridge to pay at the counter.

Qin Muxue raised an eyebrow, “Drinking so much?”

“I’m stocking up. I’m not stupid, don’t always see me as an idiot,” Lin Beixiu retorted.

Qin Muxue: …….

“You’re not allowed to drink.”

Lin Beixiu froze, “Why?”

“Drinking is bad for your health.”

“Mind your own business.”

Lin Beixiu looked fierce, ready to pay. Qin Muxue grabbed the QR code sign.

“No sale, you’re not buying.”

Lin Beixiu: …..

“You’re kidding…”

Lin Beixiu relaxed his clenched fist, sighed, and walked away.

Defeated by her again.

Qin Muxue watched him leave, knowing he wouldn’t give up that easily. After notifying the manager, she left, him already gone.

Turning home, Lin Beixiu had to return eventually.

….

Lin Beixiu entered his home, startled as the lights flickered on, revealing Qin Muxue sitting on the sofa, scrutinizing him.

“You scared me.”

Qin Muxue kept her gaze on him, “You didn’t go buy more, did you?”

Lin Beixiu looked guilty, glanced at his room, and ran off.

“Hey?”

Qin Muxue approached his door, finding it locked.

“Lin Beixiu, open up, you’re being dishonest.”

She was sure she saw something heavy in his backpack.

Lin Beixiu, by his bed, ignored the knocks, pulling out bottles of beer from his backpack, his smile satisfied.

Opening one, he sat back, drinking leisurely, then noticed his bruises had faded.

“I’m tired, you should sleep too.”

“You’re not showering?”

“Tomorrow. I’ll get up early and make breakfast.”

Qin Muxue persisted outside, threatening to tell grandpa.

“Go ahead, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Lin Beixiu’s voice was indifferent.

Qin Muxue clenched her teeth, “Suit yourself.”

She had wanted him to drink less, now she was the one frustrated.

“Sigh.”

Sighing, Qin Muxue went to her room to shower.

Lin Beixiu, looking out the window, eventually pulled out a pack of cigarettes, unwrapping and lighting one. The smoke curled, reflecting his deep eyes.

Not used to the taste, he coughed.

After finishing, he lay down, falling asleep.

He was indeed scared of Qin Muxue, especially with the smoke smell on him. Bathing could wait until tomorrow.

….

The next day, Qin Muxue found a lavish breakfast prepared.

She raised an eyebrow, then showered, the bathroom still steamy. After knocking on Lin Beixiu’s door with no response, she didn’t intrude, sitting down to eat.

He left early.

After eating, she headed to school, finding Lin Beixiu asleep on his desk.

Qin Muxue hummed, sitting beside him, the classroom still mostly empty.

When class started and the noise grew, Lin Beixiu stretched, surprised to see Qin Muxue playing with her phone.

“You’re early,” she said, putting down her phone.

“Hmm.”

Lin Beixiu felt guilty, wondering why he was so afraid of her.

Qin Muxue pinched his waist, waking him fully, struggling to suppress a shout.

“Ow, let go.”

He squirmed, hands helplessly gripping the desk, not daring to touch her.

“Acting tough yesterday, how long can you hide?”

“How much did you drink?”

With a bit more force, a natural talent of women.

“One bottle,” Lin Beixiu said, trembling.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Let go, it hurts.”

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