Chapter 95

In itself, Qin Qing, as a model of a young lady, has a lot of talents. Coupled with her thorough mind, many things progress faster than ordinary people. Later, before she died, she met Feng Yue, who is also good at Kung Fu. It can be said that it is a combination of strong and powerful, like a tiger adding wings.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be said.

So when Luo Zihang picked it up and joked like chatting, she also casually lost a yellow waste she had just heard, "man, you can't say no."

Poof.

Luo Zihang's footsteps stung, he suddenly choked on the air, bent down and coughed violently. After a long time, he turned red and couldn't cry or laugh, "ah ye, you'd better not go too close to Dahui in the future."

Hearing the speech, Qin Qing also stopped and tilted her head. The broken hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes. She looked more and more clever, "why?"

She just got out of the Internet cafe and had the courage to be a learning scum. Now she is trying to practice.

But the opposite Luo Zihang was soft hearted to a mess by such a pair of curious innocent big eyes. He raised his hand and wanted to rub the top of the baby's hair. The sound line was unconsciously gentle, "because you are not suitable to say such words."

When he saw his hand coming, Qin Qing, who didn't like intimacy, subconsciously hid back. His palm flew into the air, slipped down the side, and wiped it on his cheek.

Even if it was only a short moment, Luo Zihang could clearly feel the unusual softness of the cheek skin, with a slight coolness, burning a hot on the fingertips, and his heart beat disorderly for no reason.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I don't like people touching their heads." Qin Qing explained to avoid embarrassment when he saw him stiff there.

"Oh, well, it's all right." Luo Zihang put his hand back into his trouser pocket. There was still a trace of unnaturalness on his face. He covered up the past through the darkness. Then he adjusted his mood and said, "let's go."

"Yes." Qin Qing nodded, not taking this episode to heart.

Back to the bedroom, the light out time has passed, and the whole dormitory building is dark. Because tomorrow is the weekend, many students go home early, and Yu Yang and Qiao Nan are not there.

Qin Qing has no real estate in city B and can only live in a dormitory. Before, Luo Zihang vowed to stay with him out of brotherhood, but now looking at the slender figure of the young man packing up his things by the bedside lamp, he began to wonder whether it was the right choice to stay.

"Don't you take a bath?" Qin Qing looked back and saw him in a daze. He couldn't help but remind him.

Luo Zihang realized later, "well, good."

When he got up, he suddenly thought that the boy didn't take a bath. He would wash next to each other in a big bath room later

With a bang, Qin Qing looked back again and saw that Luo Dashao, who had always been agile, hit the railing. Then, at the moment of covering his head, the toiletries clanked again, bent down to pick up the damage to his forehead twice, and his behavior was stupid.

"Well, are you all right?" out of the love of her classmates, she asked.

"No." Luo Zihang squeezed out an answer in embarrassment, grabbed something in the washbasin and asked, "are you going?"

It's normal for brothers to take a bath in the bathhouse, but Qin Qing has hardly done anything to squeeze the bathhouse with them since they stayed, which has almost become the default law.

Leng Buding was asked again. Qin Qing's suspicious eyes swept over and fell on the figure by the door through a fuzzy halo, "no, I'll wait."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Zihang rushed out of the door. He couldn't hear the final answer clearly. He only had time to see his strange posture of bending his waist.

Qin Qing couldn't understand each other's behavior. She probably didn't see the clue. She was also relieved. She leaned against the bed with her clothes and sent a text message. When they came back, she finalized a new part of the opening show - wedding dress with Nanxu.

"It's not tiring to work with men and women. I've long wanted to try Qingcheng's craft of making wedding dresses. I knew you were the boss. I shouldn't have been so cheap last time. Boss Qin, if you say I threaten you, you can start from the ground. I won't change this theme!!! "

Looking at the long string of text, the three exclamation marks at the end fully show the host's tough attitude. In other words, Nanxu will find that her identity also comes from the power of gossip. Starting with a Qingcheng advanced customization, this person went to collect styles from time to time. Later, I don't know where to find a photo of the day of the press conference. After image comparison, this person bothered her to be a Qingcheng model all day.

Recalling these, Qin Qing shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly. Her fingertips slowly ordered a good reply. About the original design drawings and wedding dress samples, making one or two matching men's dresses is also an eye-catching project.

It took more than half an hour to wait until Luo Zihang came back, wrapped in water vapor and cold air all over. I don't know how long I took a cold bath.

"Wipe it to save you from catching a cold." seeing that it was almost twelve o'clock, Qin Qing took the washbasin and conveniently took the towel beside the table for the other party. When she brushed past, it covered the other party's head, which was very related to the love of the students with abnormal manners.

Young people are always clean and spotless. When they are close, they can smell a wisp of cold incense, like the smell of some sandalwood incense soaked all year round, mixed with their own unique smell, forming a cold and bewitching aroma.

In such a silent summer night, Luo Zihang smelled the cold fragrance and quickly recorded it with his body. Until the slender figure of the young man disappeared at the door, he looked down at the place where he had been fighting for a long time and shouted "shit" in a low voice.

This summer, there were high temperature warnings everywhere in the city, and the sound of cicadas sounded melodious one after another for a very long time. When all high school students were sweating to study the examination paper in order to learn the fan overhead, the dark horse who had just broken out of the siege of Yan Hua's sophomore began to frequent absenteeism and leave early.

The competition date of each subject was imminent, but the hope of key training was frequently absent from work, which worried the teachers. Finally, a week later, when an unlucky man in class 7 was caught smoking, Qin Qing was also caught in the office with him.

For the unlucky, the teacher implemented the severe torture like hail, "I know to smoke all day, play games in Internet cafes, stand by the wall and write 3000 words for me. Don't go if you can't finish writing."

As soon as the unlucky Dahui turned around, he heard the teacher greet a class's Xueba with a warm voice like the spring breeze, "classmate song, you often haven't come to class recently. I heard you went to the Internet cafe to check the learning materials?"