Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Upon returning to school on Monday, Uncle Tae had helped her pick out several houses nearby and handed her the chart and location of the room type to choose for herself.

She chose it that afternoon. She sent Uncle Tai a message and told him about the house she had chosen. Uncle Tai said that they would arrange for someone to clean up all the existing decorations in the house immediately, because the house would have been resold shortly after the new decoration. There was no need to redecorate it. Uncle Tai said to check formaldehyde and disinfect and so on. In another four or five days, that is, she could live in the house on the weekend.

The song was taken out of time to look at the room charts all day, rarely did she pay much attention to Qin Shiting. After finishing things in the afternoon, she turned her eyes and looked at her table. She noticed that he seemed not to be in good spirits today. He would lie on the table while he was free to sleep, and usually he was cold enough. Today, it seemed that the eyebrows seemed to be a little angry, seemed to be in a bad mood, and his clean and cold face appeared to clearly write the word "angry."

And because he shouldn't have slept well last night, his eyes seemed a little blurrier than usual, and when he occasionally looked down at the book, he could see how badly he slept last night with his white eyelids.

At night, I have three hours of self-study time. I went to buy a cup of hot milk before the self-study class. When I first came back, I saw that Qin Shiting was already ready to take a rest while in the self-study class. I hurried forward and put the milk on the desk in front of him.

Even the gentle movement in the eyebrows of a beautiful man can be seen differently. Qin Shiting looked at the milk on the table with no expression on his face and looked at her again.

“It takes more than three hours of self-study at night. You study so well, it doesn't matter if you take one or two hours to sleep first. Drink some milk before you go to sleep.” When I read the song, I touched the glass bottle with the milk: “Now the temperature is just right. ”

“Take it away, I don't drink. ”

Clear sound, still distant, does not at all resemble a classmate who has been at the same table for a week, indeed the teacher is right, sitting with him, not feeling the love of any classmate at all.

But looking at his sleepy, somewhat hazy eyes, when reading a song, he seemed particularly harmless at this time, and said directly: “Then I'll put it here first. The teacher asked me to go to the office to make up for the senior year's key lesson. Perhaps you haven't been here for three hours. If you feel uncomfortable on the table, you can pull my chair over and lie down. ”

At the end of the conversation, the singer smiled directly at his eyebrows. Without waiting for him to speak again, he picked up his book and roll and left.

When she came back from the teacher's office more than an hour later to pick up another set of rolls, she saw that bottle of milk was still in the corner in front of his desk, not even moving a position, and now the milk must be cold.

Really, not a sip.

But it's still there, not throwing it away, not trampling her kindness, just not accepting it.

He walked over to take the roll and looked at him, seeing him lying on the desk like he was asleep, his face was down when he slept, his arms were blocked, he could not see his face clearly, he could only see the teenager's clean ears and smooth, good-looking neck line.

She picked up the bottle of milk, went to the supermarket downstairs, looked for the aunt in the supermarket to warm it up again, and then quickly took it back. When she first went back to the classroom, the second hour of self-study class had just ended. It was estimated that Hao Huishu was too fat to hit Qin Shiting's table as she walked between the desk aisles and woke him up. At this time, she was blushing and complaining.

Qin Shiting's face was obviously a dissatisfaction awakened after falling asleep, but it was more of a sense of indignation. Hao Xiu Agency apologized beside him for half a day and did not even look at each other, but Qingjun's eyebrows were obviously slightly wrinkled because he was disturbed and unhappy.

Haoshu club was scared like that. When he read the song, he quickly walked away. He directly blocked Fatty behind himself and waved his hand behind him for two more times. Meaning he should stop talking. Hurry up and go. Haoshu club refused to leave as if he had a responsibility. He also dragged her: “I'm fine, I apologize to Qin Shen very much, you don't have to worry...”

“Didn't I see you, Qin God is so sleepy this time, he doesn't care about you at all? ”

Hao Xiu looked at Qin Shiting again and felt like this was really happening. He subconsciously apologized just now, but Qin Shiting didn't really say a word, and didn't even glance at himself, he just scared himself.

Fatty scratched his head with embarrassment immediately: “I'll go to the bathroom first, then. I'll have some self-study later. ”

“Go, go, go. ”

When someone left, she read the song and put the hot milk on Qin Shiting's table again. Because she was in a hurry to come back, the milk bottle was still a little hot. She stood here for half a day, her palms were a little red. She quietly pinched her palms and said: “You think yogurt is unhealthy, if you don't like drinking it, you always have to drink it. Drinking it now, resting after going home at night will also help you sleep. I went to the supermarket aunt to help you get a hot one more time, so you can get a warm feeling and enjoy the same table. ”

The three words at the same table were probably not clear whether it was with praise or derogation. Qin Shiting still looked at her with a cold eyebrow and was about to let her take it away. At the same time, she caught a glimpse of the slight redness in the palm of her hand held up quietly. At first glance, it had just been burned. She still held it quietly and was trying to cover it up.

He retracted his eyes, looked at the milk on the table, reached over, opened it, and drank it directly.

“Hey, be careful, it's a little hot...” I just read the song and saw that he had drunk it all.

After all, boys and girls are different. Women drink milk with a small mouthful of slower products. Men just drink it up. Don't look at Qin Shiting Xiang Qingjun Sven, but after all, there is a straight man in the bone who is indifferent. If you don't drink it, you can drink it directly.

Although it's a little hot, it's been half a day since he got it from the supermarket. He won't burn his mouth again. He throws an empty bottle of milk into the trash can two meters behind his seat without a look on his face, and looks at her again: "Okay? ”

Then he looked at himself and his heart began to beat uncontrollably. Then he looked a lot more red because he had just drank hot milk. She suddenly nodded with a smile. “Go to sleep then, I'll go back to the teacher to make up the lesson...”

Qin Shiting did not speak. He withdrew his eyes and picked up the roll. Obviously, he was no longer going to sleep.

... so good... look.

Cough, that's great.

He would drink his own milk.

Even though he always looked so cold and clear, at least it was a big step closer.