Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Zhao Xiaoqing stayed at Villa Shui for two nights. Immediately after the family members left, they said they were going to go home to sleep. Nothing serious would dare to go back to sleep with her body skeleton.

Two days later, in the early morning, she went to school to read the song herself. When she arrived outside the school door, she received a call from Uncle Tai informing her of the time of her parents' return, and telling her about the specific day when she would come to pick her up.

The song was talking to the phone, and suddenly she saw Qin Shiting walking under the shaded road opposite her, and she walked towards him uncontrollably.

After all, this was the first time I saw him in the morning before I went to class, and I could still see the direction he was going to take.

She had only seen his mother and the black business car driven by the Qin family driver before, but she had never known whether Qin Shiting lived in the Qin family or lived outside herself, or whether she would share a good relationship with her brothers in the school outside. She had never known whether he was driving to school or having a car delivered. She finally saw him today and found out that he was actually walking to school.

He must be 18 years old. He can drive legally with his driver's license, right?

The clean teenager has the temperament to be bordered between man and boy. She is handsome and quiet. She walks like a fairy beneath her long legs. Regardless of the amount, Qin Shiting is a fairy in her eyes!

She hung up and wanted to say hello and ran faster to see him a dozen minutes earlier than every day. Of course she was happy.

“Qin... ah...” When the song ran over, he reached right behind him. His hand was just about to be slapped on his back. He wanted to surprise him like this and greet him at the same time. As a result, his hand had not reached his shoulder. Qin Shiting turned around and grabbed her wrist.

She instantly felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if she could pinch it right away.

As soon as she saw it, Qin Shiting let go of her hand, but when she read the song, she covered her wrist with her painful hand. She felt that just now he could probably crack her wrist bone a little harder. The sweat on the tip of her nose that just instantly hurt overflowed a thin layer.

She held her wrist in one hand and looked up at Qin Shiting. She said bitterly: “I'm sorry, I should have greeted you in advance and touched you again...”

Qin Shiting frowned slightly. At the same time, she saw that her wrist had become red. The expression on her face was obviously not very pleasant, and she did not know whether her wrist had been pinched red due to his over-protection or what.

“You go first, I won't touch you again, I'll leave later.” When reading the song, she felt the pain on her wrist. She knew that Qin Shiting's strength was not small. Although it was long and white and pure, such a tall man must have great strength. The last time in the library, she just jumped him in a hurry. In fact, it was easy for him to escape. She later wanted to get it. Today, she finally confirmed the warmth of Qin Shiting's appearance. He was actually a man with a full sense of power.

It's the proof that's a bit costly.

“After you...” Qin Shiting's voice sounded a little dull. I don't know if it was her delusion. I felt like he didn't sleep again last night. His voice sounded not only dull, but also a little cold and tired in his eyes. But seeing her grievance can't blame him. He looked at her wrist with a clean brow. "Suddenly he approached me and called me first. ”

Then he suddenly reached over and pulled her wrist back, turned his eyes back and forth, made sure it was just pinched red, it was probably just a pain in the flesh, there was nothing else important, so he let go.

The chanting of songs slowed down from the pain in the wrist just now and was given to God by another temperature that remained on the wrist.

She blinked and heard him ask, "Does it hurt? ”

She seemed to see Qin Shiting's eyebrows raised because of his own unprepared behavior. At this moment, she read a song and felt that her wrist was worth it even if it was broken...

“It's okay, it just hurt a little bit, now it's okay.” Read the song quickly and put the red wrist behind you.

Qin Shiting still looked at her, his expression was serious.

I smiled at him and took the opportunity to look at his face and look at his eyes: “You didn't rest last night, did you? Doesn't it look good? Doesn't it look good? ”

Qin Shiting stopped looking at her and turned to walk towards the school gate. He heard her coming with him. His voice responded with a low voice: “Hmm. ”

I don't feel a wrist ache at all right now when I sing songs, even it hurts wonderfully!

Qin Shiting did not ignore her words anymore, even if it was just an hmm word, at least it was a positive response under such chatter!

When the two walked into the front door of the school, the nearby students' eyes crossed this way again. At the time of singing, they felt that there was nothing to avoid. The eyes were very clear and the pace was very frank. Qin Shiting ignored those eyes altogether. It could be said that he had never seen many passers-by before, and walked straight in.

Until after entering the class, Qin Shiting went to the podium to place the roll, while singing a song, he went to the seat, lowered his head and saw that his wrist was still red, you can see how powerful his grip was.

According to theory, even if Qin Shiting had more strength, he would not suddenly use so much strength in the early morning because a person suddenly came to photograph him. His state of preparedness just now, coupled with the fact that he didn't seem to sleep much last night, she had to wonder whether the Qin family, one of the four so-called Haicheng families, is it true, as others have said, there are too many secrets in the house, everyone doesn't seem so easy on the surface, at least Qin Shiting seems to have a lot of things she can't guess, but he clearly looks like he is in the sun again, which makes her feel even more elusive.

Qin Shiting walked over, while reciting the song, quickly set his table and chairs up a bit so that he could feel more comfortable when he sat down, and thought that it was still early. The teacher estimated that he would be here in half an hour. He reached out and pulled up the curtain next to him slightly, which could block the sunlight projected on Qin Shiting's table, thinking that he might be able to rest on his knees for a while.

When Qin Shiting walked over, she saw this move, and then glanced at her other meticulous movements. At the same time, she saw the unresolved mark on her wrist when she went to pull the curtains. She didn't say anything. She just turned back to the class life councillor and didn't know what to say. The life councillor nodded surprisingly and got up and went out. Qin Shiting walked back to the table and sat down.

Less than ten minutes later, the life commissioner brought back an ice bag from the infirmary to recite the song and told her to put it on her wrist.

When he read the song, he looked at the ice bag that suddenly arrived in front of him. He looked at Qin Shiting, who sat beside him, and saw that he was turning his notes without looking at her, but his heart was filled with moments.