"Why haven't I met at the hotel?" Beiming cold is very interested in the food she said.
Gu Qingxin, "..."
The hotels that Beiming cold went to are all top-level. How could there be such things.
"These are only available in small shops, and hot and sour noodles, spicy hot and spicy noodles, duck blood fans..." Gu Qingxin realized that he had said too much. He quickly shut up and gave him some vegetables. He said, "have a meal, young master."
"Take me to eat some other day." A sentence suddenly appeared in the cold of the north.
Gu fell in love with the dish and stopped, thinking that he had heard it wrong. Beiming cold looked at her stupidly, raised his lips in a good mood, and reached out and pinched her cheek
Gu Qingxin knew that she had heard right. She touched his face with her hand. She couldn't imagine what it would be like for him to go to that small stall to eat.
After eating, Gu Qingxin wants to go back to the room. Beiming cold picks her up and strides out of the restaurant towards the elevator.
"Young master, I'm going back to my room." Gu Qingxin is held by him, and his nervous heart is jumping wildly.
"Go to my room first Go back. " Beiming cold can't control her missing.
Beiming cold found that when she was awake, she couldn't relax at all. She was always very nervous, stiff and tense, and always looked very painful
He began to miss the way the little girl relaxed under him last night
The next day.
Gu Qingxin wakes up from his small room, still suffering from backache. Aunt Zhou knocks on the door and brings her clothes. She goes out.
Gu poured in his heart and washed, changed his clothes and came to the restaurant. Aunt Zhou said that Beiming cold had something important to do and left early.
After having breakfast, Gu went to school. When he got to school, he remembered that he had bought a shirt yesterday to compensate Miss Su.
Forget it. I can only bring it back tomorrow.
At the end of class, the headmaster called Su Yicheng, Gu Qingxin and some members of the student union to the headmaster's office.
"Mr. Su, are you better?" Gu Qingxin looks at Su Yicheng's face with guilt.
"It's much better. Don't worry." Su Yicheng smiled nonchalantly.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Su is still an expert. Tang rongling has learned martial arts."
Bai shallowly thinks that Su Yicheng is a gentle and elegant scholar. Unexpectedly, he is so fierce in fighting.
"You see, I am a teacher now. I was not a good child when I was a child. Fighting is a common thing. I was the king of fighting in our courtyard. My life creed when I was a child was that fist is the hard truth." Su Yicheng said with a smile.
"It seems that you can't look like a person."
Su Yicheng doesn't look like a fighter.
"If you have any difficulty, you must come to the teacher. Maybe I can help you."
Su Yicheng's eyes swept over Gu's beloved face.
……
Headmaster's room.
There are already several students from the student union waiting there. After su Yicheng arrived with Gu Qingxin and Bai shallowly, the people arrived.
The headmaster said, "Shengming group decided to hold a clothing design competition in the school. All the funds will be in the charge of Shengming group. The competition has been strongly supported by the city. Today, the head of Shengming group called to ask the school to send a representative to talk about the specific matters of the competition. You are the best teachers and students in the school. This competition is about It's in the charge of the student union, with the help of Mr. Su. Make sure that the competition is well run. "