Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When she entered the classroom, she read the song with a smiling expression. Until Qin Shiting sat down, she also followed the past. When she sat down, she whispered: "Thanks Ha. ”

Qin Shiting glanced at her with no expression and retracted her gaze. "Don't you want to solve the last big problem of the physical roll? ”

“Ah, now? It's still lunch break...” I haven't finished talking, see that he's ready to get up straight. She subconsciously took the roll out of the desk: “Yes! Solve it now! ”

She did ask about the physical roll in the morning, but at that time he didn't even care about himself. He could actually walk around a long time ago. Never mind her, he could help her solve the siege for such reasonable reasons. If he said he didn't mean to, she wouldn't believe it.

But Qin Shiting obviously had no intention of explaining either. He got up to the front podium and grabbed the same scroll she had in her hand. He sat back and wrote the last big question in front of her in a difficult way, and then looked at her: "Understood? ”

His idea of solving the problem was not simple at all, but if she looked at it seriously from the beginning, she might understand.

But she sat back down from him and leaned her head slightly as she wrote the question, her mind was full of the short, clean and soft hair he looked and the cold fragrance of his own mint, and the clean and white skin of the man, and he held a nice pen and a sharp finger, and she kept asking, how is he so beautiful? How can you look so good?

Qin Shiting looked at her and saw that she obviously didn't understand, and her face was a little quiet and reddish. As if she didn't have to talk at all and knew what she was thinking when he solved the problem, she dropped her pen with a cold face.

“Ah, I've been watching, but I don't know yet. Will you give me a word?” It's angry to see him, say it with a strong desire to sing.

Qin Shiting obviously had no patience. Seeing her get tangled up is already a rare exception to mind her own business. Now she really needs to help her solve the problem for such an exception. As a result, she sat beside him and thought about something. He was electrically charged to do this kind of stupid thing.

“Really, if you just talk to me, I'll understand!” The singer feared that he was really angry. After such a long time, she didn't want to blink and lose a little friendship with the table. Reaching out to pull his sleeve, he remembered that he seemed to hate others to touch him, his hands stopped halfway empty, neither touched nor, neither touched nor not, his expression was urgent and regrettable.

Qin Shiting glanced at her and didn't have much expression: “Solve it yourself first. I'll see where the loopholes and mistakes in your solution are. ”

“Yes!” The male god took a step. Of course, she followed the time of consciousness and answered the questions carefully.

This big question is really difficult for the jumper to read the song at the same time. Her idea of solving the problem was wrong. After reading it, Qin Shiting helped her to sort out the wrong direction in the problem thinking, and then helped her circle a few pages in the physics book where she needed to focus on reviewing. By the time she finally got to know the question, there were only fifteen minutes left until the end of the lunch break.

“You've only been out a little while, haven't you eaten at noon?” Ask the song when you put away the roll.

But men do not eat as slowly as they do, and it is not surprising that they finish their meals in a dozen or twenty minutes.

Qin Shiting didn't answer. He just looked at her again: “Have you eaten? ”

“… no.” She feels she has a tendency to have stealthy stomach aches now.

But now, even if she wanted to take this opportunity to say to invite him to dinner, it seemed like there was no time. It was impossible for Xuebao to escape from class to eat with her. Just as she was meditating, Zhao Xiaoqing came in with two hot buns in her hand and walked along: “Oh, read, I knew you must not have eaten, and bought the buns back in the cafeteria. ”

Zhao Xiaoqing said as he hurried to put the bags on the desk where he was reading songs.

When I read the song, I could not thank Zhao Xiaoqing enough. I gratefully picked up the meat bun and chewed it. As I chewed it, I said vaguely: “Xiaoqing, Da En Dade has no teeth to forget! ”

“Don't forget your teeth. Don't get a stomachache.” Xiaoqing went back to her seat after she said it. Then she remembered something and took a bottle of orange juice out of her pocket: “Do you want to drink this? ”

I nodded and shook my head when I read the song: “It's okay, I'll eat the bun, you drink it yourself. ”

Because she is about to go to class, she eats fast, there is always something inside, she doesn't speak clearly, and when she turns back, she bumps into Qin Shiting's doubly disgusting eyes, and she also seems to disgust the smell of smoky buns at this time. He is still lazy to look at her, his expression is cold and full of distance, but after all, he just taught her the problem.

She leaned the balance of her heart a little towards warmth in her heart, and, um, although she had a bad temper, it should be warm in her bones.

It was obvious to see his indifferent expression, "Cough.” When I read the song, I ate the remaining half bun three or two times. Fortunately, this bun is not big enough. Otherwise, I wouldn't necessarily be able to eat two buns with her amount of food. Probably because the male god is right next to me. She really didn't want to waste her performance, but even if it was two small buns, she ate in a hurry and finally really held her back.

And then this afternoon, singing is really not hungry enough for stomach aches.

She's got a fucking stomachache!

Fortunately, the pain is not terrible, and it won't show up on your face. It won't hurt any longer after a while. Otherwise, you'll be embarrassed.

……

On Friday nights, Uncle Tae would usually pick her up at home this time. Today is different, taking her to her new home.

When she drove to a villa, she looked at the surrounding villa area and was surprised: “Is there such a luxurious area around the middle of Haicheng? I thought the neighborhood was full of apartments for students. ”

Uncle Tai laughed: “After all, it is a high school in the middle of the province, there are many rich neighborhoods nearby, and the location of this villa is only 10 kinds of convenient from the school drive. ”

“I remember I chose a duplex apartment. ”

“Not an apartment, but a duplex. ”

At the time, she only looked at some of the interior decoration drawings, didn't pay attention to anything else, didn't expect it to be a villa.

She lives alone in such a big house. What's the rush?

As the car drove into the villa area in the lush garden, it glanced out the window and saw a few engraved and atmospheric words - Villa Pumizu.