Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

It's almost time for class, and it's really not easy to go out for dinner.

But watching this little cake with the fruit layer and the milk, the song was finally better affected by the mix of the second class.

She ate the cake, she drank the milk, it was just full, a piece of cake wouldn't hold up very well, sweet in her mouth, her mood was jumping up.

When the class bell rang, she put the milk bottle under the table. Qin Shiting saw her finish eating and drinking, and only asked her: “What happened at noon? ”

She thought of the little gangsters she met outside the school and shook her head: “It's nothing. ”

Qin Shiting looked at her face: “Are you unhappy? ”

“No.” I swapped the book for the lesson and smiled at him: "No, really. ”

Seeing her doesn't mean to say that Qin Shiting hasn't asked any more, but her emotions seem much better than they were just now.

Singing is not an angry person. Normally, as long as she doesn't touch her bottom line, she gets angry even if it's just a matter of a few minutes. She just eats the cake and drinks the milk, and she forgets all about it.

When she didn't get angry, she remembered what Qin Shiting said on KTV last night.

Yeah, she hasn't asked him yet. What does he mean?

But from that day on, every time she went out at noon, Qin Shiting, who usually spoke less, would ask, “Where are you going? ”

She said it was Zhao Xiaoqing going to the school canteen, he got up and let her go. If she said she was going to go shopping outside the school, or go for a walk outside the school with Zhao Xiaoqing, he would throw her a few rolls, or the questions she answered wrong in the last mock exam, didn't let her go out, only gave her time to eat at school, didn't give her a chance to go out of school at all.

Once she had to go out shopping, Qin Shiting knew she had to go out, didn't stop him, just said he was going out too, along the way.

Indeed, they saw the gangsters outside the school door. They looked in this direction and saw Qin Shiting beside her. They all stood honestly in the small square and smoked. None of them dared to smoke and look for anything. No one said anything. So he “coincidentally” came out with her a few times. After more than a week, he read songs and found that those people were no longer outside blocking her.

After half a month passed, it was getting really close to the college entrance exam. I felt a little tired reading and making rolls every day. On Sunday, there was still only half a day off in the afternoon. She just wanted to go home and make up for it.

At noon on Sunday, however, she hung up temporarily.

Because it was almost noon on Sunday, the teacher gave them a few more books to borrow books from the provincial library for review. They said that there might be questions in these books that were closer to this year and previous years' college entrance exams. Of course, it's just that the teacher instinctively felt that something would go wrong this year, but it's not necessarily going to happen by then, but the teacher has spoken, and the book must also be read.

After all, she went to the library with Qin Shiting, and just asked him, "Are you going this afternoon? ”

Qin Shiting said: “It's all right this afternoon, you can go check it out. ”

“So... can I come with you?” She asked.

Qin Shiting picked up his shoulder bag: “Let's go. ”

It hurts so much?

If you don't say anything, pick up your bag and follow him.

The two of them took a taxi to the provincial library. This is Sunday, they don't have to wear school uniforms when they go to school in the morning. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. They are singing in a POLO dress, a little sports student style skirt, but it is a bit short. She has to press the skirt with her hand from time to time while riding in the car to avoid her legs showing up too much.

Qin Shiting is still as usual, mostly casual T-shirts or occasionally wearing her favorite white shirt, although he wears more when wearing T-shirts.

At the librarian, the two were preparing to go in, and as they had not eaten since noon school, it was now after 12: 00. It was not known which restaurant smelled a little fragrant next to them, and the belly of the singer sounded very uncontroversial.

Qin Shiting stopped to look at her.

She awkwardly lifted up and covered her stomach and grinned.

Qin Shiting said: “I neglected to eat first. ”

“What to eat?” She lifted her heart up again, feeling that the more natural she was with him now, the more nervous her instincts became, feeling like he was already her boyfriend, but most of the time he was faint and never said anything about these attributes, making her wonder that maybe he just didn't hate himself.

She can actually ask, Qin Shiting, do you like me?

But whatever the answer is, it's so close to college entrance exams, we're going to split up.

Had it not been for the forthcoming college entrance exam, she would have asked.

It really hurts to hold on to it every day.

“There are plenty of restaurants nearby, Chinese restaurants French restaurants, and a few Michelin restaurants, you choose, I invite you.” Qin Shiting watched her patiently.

“No, I'll treat you.” I looked at the restaurants and saw that there was a lot of cars parked outside the door, as if there were a lot of guests eating. I don't think it tasted bad: “What about the daily ingredients? Looks like a lot of people. ”

“Yes." Qin Shiting didn't argue with her about who was buying the treat, and went straight over there.

But just as he went in to read the song and asked the waiter to lean against the window, he turned around and saw that he had left a black wallet on the bar with his hands.

So Qin still doesn't say anything, but is it still masculinity in the bones? Isn't it the same for everyone? She didn't even get a chance to invite him to dinner.

I didn't argue when I read songs, so I just sat down.

This daily food is self-help, they first ordered some simple things they wanted to eat, until the waiter left, while reading the song was thinking about getting something to eat and coming over for a while, but then they looked at the time, and said: “There was only one afternoon break, the teacher asked us to come to the library to find a book, not much time, and then I pulled you to eat the sunflower, and it seemed like there was a bit of a delay in eating this, I just chose to eat the beef noodles, it was done in a few minutes. ”

Qin Shiting said softly: "Not in a hurry, eat slowly. ”

“In a hurry, I can't hold you back from your study, or you can have a simple meal later. ”

Qin Shiting repeated after hearing her remarks: “Not in a hurry. ”

When she read the song and saw him take the glass pot beside him and pour two glasses of water, she looked directly at his face with her chin, thinking about what the teacher had been talking about the past few days, and suddenly she said: "Which college are you going to take? Domestic or foreign? Are you sure? ”