Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

She really wanted to know why there seemed to be some unclear feeling between Qin Shiting and his mother. He seemed to disgust and resist, but his mother was here all the time to guard him, waiting for him, wondering what opportunities she had been waiting for him to say a word.

After all, although the car had been here several times, it was just parked outside the school door honestly and did not affect his normal learning and life.

In the past, I rarely listened to others talk about the parents of other large families. I don't even know what Qin family is like. The only thing I know is that Qin family is one of the four big families in Haicheng. I also know that Qin Shiting's grandfather has a good reputation in the industry, he is a respected elder.

As for the others, she had not heard of them and, even though she liked him very much now, did not really want to pry into his personal life.

Unless he's willing to say it to her.

“Then I'll take a taxi back.” The chant waved at him. There were several taxis in front of him. She pulled one in and looked back out the window. Qin Shiting stood there looking in her direction, making sure she had safely boarded the car before retracting her gaze.

He's really, really good.

Good enough that she loved it, but couldn't even say she liked it.

When did she start singing like that?

Ming initially liked people chasing after her, but she was still very energetic. Why is Qin Shiting treating herself well now? But she couldn't help herself in such tenderness. Fearing that she had done something wrong or had spooked him, everything like this would disappear.

She didn't want to disappear.

So it would be nice to keep this up until the college entrance exam...

But after the college exam?

Read the song and lean your head against the window, looking out the window on a rainy night.

If he studied medicine himself, if he went to the Polytechnic University in the United States or to major universities in other cities in the country, it would be calculated that the shorter and shorter distance from the college entrance exam would be the countdown between her and him.

Back home, he entered the door, and when he was about to put down his schoolbag, he noticed that he was still wearing Qin Shiting's uniform.

She hurried off his school uniform like a baby, held it in her arms and looked at him after she had taken a bath.

Usually, her clothes come from Aunt Xiang, and the ones that can be washed directly at home, such as school uniforms, those that need to be washed dry or otherwise, are all out by Aunt Xiang, and there seems to be an ironing machine at home.

Anyway, when she studied late, she quickly finished her homework for the evening, leaving only the last mathematical scroll.

She put the school uniform directly into the roller washing machine, put in her favorite flavor of laundry detergent and softener, while the automatic washing time, went to finish writing the roll. Half an hour later, after the school uniform was washed, she picked up the dryer and baked the clothes almost quickly, which was why she took his school uniform and ironed it into the room.

In fact, the school uniform doesn't need to be ironed at all, but she just doesn't want Qin Shiting's clothes to turn wrinkly here. The quality of the school uniform is actually the kind of material that is very common. After ironing it twice, she hung the coat in a position where she could see it lying on the bed.

As she lay down, she looked at the two pieces of school uniform hanging together, one male size 185 and one female size 165, big and small, as if two gentle people were intimately attached together.

When I read the song, I watched my face covered in the bed, picking up the pillow and turning my face and burying it on the pillow.

……

The next day, when I arrived at school, I read a song specifically to observe Qin Shiting's deity. Seeing him seemed to be in a good mood, there was no repression in her imagination.

He probably saw his mother last night, but he shouldn't have been upset.

She's relieved.

She put his uniform neatly on his desk when she arrived in the morning, and Qin Shiting walked over and saw the uniform on the desk.

“I washed it last night and can wear it directly.” Singing like a little friend who did a good thing and wanted to wait for adults to praise him, he opened his eyes.

Qin Shiting Qingjun's eyebrows moved slightly and picked up the uniform and put it on directly.

Seeing him without saying a word, he wore the uniform that he had washed himself and ironed with his own hands. When he read the song, he couldn't help but think of the scene last night when the two uniforms hung together, his face suddenly turned red.

Don't be afraid he'll see her, lower her head and pretend she's busy checking last night's homework.

- But she's so blushing today. - What? Because the two uniforms hung together last night, and then she had a dream? Did you dream that Qin Shiting kissed her?

It was quite straightforward to face him. Today she somehow had a sense of shyness. She always felt that the dream was too real. When she opened her eyes in the morning and saw his clothes still hanging there, she felt even more that it was not a dream, causing her to lose her soul in the early morning.

It is easy to draw your mind out at will as soon as you leave your mind behind.

Didn't even notice the song herself. In the morning math class, everyone buried their heads to solve the problem, but she accidentally wrote more than a dozen words on the grass paper in front of her.

In fact, when she studied in the morning, she accidentally wrote a few. At first, she didn't take it seriously, she just pressed it with a book, and now she's still drawing his name.

When I finally woke up reading the song, my face suddenly burst red.

What the hell is she doing?

When the teacher asked to circle the focus on the book, she was still bowing her head to "write something". Qin Shiting seemed to reach over and take her book away. He should help her circle the focus together, so he must have seen it when he just turned around!

Did he see her writing his name on the grass paper?

Huh?

Ahhhhhhh!

Let her die!

Throughout the lesson, she dared not look at the people next to her again. She just lay her head on the table when she heard the bell ringing after the lesson. She couldn't help but crash her forehead directly on the table.

Qin Shiting was struck by her “bang” head on the desk. She turned her head in shock and looked at it. When she saw it, she was lying there reading a song. Her ears were red.

I wonder if he really saw her writing his name. The more I thought about it when I was lying on the table, the sudden I turned my eyes, and suddenly I crashed into Qin Shiting's eyes.

The two eyes were opposite, Qin Shiting raised a cold brow to look at her.

The song was still lying on the table because of this turn around, the corner of the grass paper filled with his name was leaked and his name was clearly written on it.

Qin Shiting glanced at her, looked at her again, and then withdrew her gaze without moving her voice.