72 Definitely Didn’t Shoot Blanks (2)

Lunch time was spent at the guest house as Feng Tianyi, with the help of Tang Moyu, prepared their meals in the kitchen while Auntie Lu gave the little buns a bath after playing too long in the garden. 

"Ah, a meal from THE Qin Jiran himself. How lucky are we, Qian?" Li Meili took a seat on the stool next to the kitchen counter as Qin Jiran taught Tang Moyu how to hold the knife properly, making it easier for her to cut the fruits for the little buns. "Don't you think they look good together?" She whispered to Lin Qianrou.

Lin Qianrou gave Tang Moyu and Qin Jiran a good look before slowly nodding her head in agreement. Since the kitchen was large enough, it was highly unlikely for Qin Jiran and Tang Moyu to hear what they were talking about. As for his other two guests, they were lounging on the couch lazily, away from the gossipping girls. 

"Yeah, but I think both of them aren't interested in each other," she replied.