Zhou Qingge put her hands down, and she turned around and said, "It's too hot outside and I don't want to be tanned."

When she said this reason, she did not believe it.

after all……

She doesn’t want to go out to play. One is because at the Jiang’s house, even if she moved out of the guest room and lived in the room they had specially decorated for her, after all, she was not part of this family. The second reason is that she is in front of Jiang Lin now, because she plays an extra quiet girl. To reflect the feeling of this quiet girl, the only thing she thinks of is to play a girl who likes to study.

However, the original owner's own results were not good at all, and if she burst into shock at once, she would inevitably cause doubt.

When she saw that Jiang Lin didn't say anything, she bowed her head and explained the reason: "I'm not very good at studying. I want to go through this summer vacation and review it a lot..."

Singer Zhou Qing was embarrassed to squeeze the corner of her clothes and appeared uneasy. She said: "I heard that high school learning tasks are heavier than junior high school.

Jiang Lin's cold eyes fell on her...

Zhou Qingge was very quiet in the Jiang family this year, and it was not so quiet, completely different from his younger brother.

No mischief, no trouble, except that the grades are slightly worse, to be honest, Jiang Lin couldn't pick her out.

Jiang Lin stepped forward, and he used to reach out and touch her long hair...

This year, he saw her hair grow slowly. At first, she seemed to be very uneasy and uncomfortable because she kept her hair long.

That look, Jiang Lin still has a fresh memory till now. It seems that if he just said a little bit about her hair, Zhou Qingge would go directly to the barber shop and lose her hair.

As he expected, the long hair and waist light song, beautiful and pure, people can't help but want to hug in their arms, and feel sorry for it.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

No matter what college she took, her final grades were.

Jiang Lin will definitely use her network to get her directly to the key universities in the province.

Zhou Qingge looked up and touched her hair-touching man, she said nothing, just smiled.

Jiang Lin let go of his hand, he sat on the sofa next to him, took out a cigarette, and spit out white smoke: "If you want to go out to play, just go out, don't say hello to me."

Zhou Qingge glanced at him and shook his head slightly, refusing: "Brother Jiang Lin, can I learn brush writing with you? I really don't want to go out and play."

To ensure the authenticity of her words, Zhou Qingge nodded resolutely.

Jiang Lin continued to smoke, waiting for a cigarette to smoke, he slowly said: "Learning brush writing requires patience..."

"I can hold on!" Zhou Qingge clenched his fists tightly. "I always wanted to speak with you to learn brush writing. I'm afraid you don't agree, so..."

"What do you disagree with. What else do you want to learn? I heard my dad say that you seemed to learn the cello before? Why didn't you pull it?" Jiang Lin lit the cigarette again and took a sip.

She seems to have not studied the cello since she moved here.

Zhou Qingge smiled and said: "It takes a lot of time to learn the cello. Now it is so busy to study, it is better to put it aside for the time being..."

She can't always say that after studying the cello, there are not so many things, cultivate the same hobbies as him, close to Jiang Lin, let him accept himself from the heart!