Shen Qingqing still ignored him, just as a bus came.
Shen Qingqing crowded up with the crowd. Ou Qing looked helpless, but she could only get on the bus with her.
There were a lot of people in the car. Shen Qingqing stood at the back. Ou Qing leaned against her and carefully protected her in her arms.
"Qingqing, let's get off at the next stop. I'll be your driver wherever you go."
Shen Qingqing glanced at him and said lukewarm, "I'm going home. Dare you send it? If my father sees it, he won't break your leg."
Ou Qing smiled a little rogue and wrapped one hand around her slender waist. "It turned out that Qing Qing was afraid that uncle Harris would embarrass me. I knew he said his wife loved me most. Haven't seen me for so many days. Do you miss me?"
"No idea." Shen Qingqing replied coldly.
"Really don't think? You really have no conscience. I think of you with all my heart and lungs." Ou Qing smiled at the corners of her lips with a few threads of playfulness.
Shen Qingqing pushed him away angrily and yelled, "I don't think I've come to me for so long? Who knows if you have a confidant!"
The smile of Ou Qing's lips became deeper. He leaned his lips lightly against Shen Qingqing's ear and whispered, "I said how so sour. I was jealous."
He held her slender wrist in his arm. After the bus stopped steadily, he took Shen Qingqing's hand and stepped off the bus together, regardless of Shen Qingqing's resistance.
The two stood in front of the bus stop on the side of the road. Shen Qingqing kept his head down and left ouqing only one head. He stared at her with warm eyes.
"Qing Qing, are you really angry with me? These days, there are some problems in the subsidiary. Things are difficult. I can't get away. I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long." he took her hand and looked serious and focused.
Shen Qingqing was no longer angry.
He said something difficult, which means it could be serious.
"Then you suddenly go back to England. Have you handled the matter there? Is there no problem?" Shen Qingqing asked anxiously.
Ou Qing smiled and touched Shen Qingqing's head. "Don't worry, it's all solved, Qingqing. Maybe you should consider whether we should live in London or Tongcheng in the future. I can. But the teacher, he's old, must want you to be with him."
He gently hugged her in his arms, gentle and careful, as if his arms were holding his whole world.
"Miss me, Qing Qing?" asked Ou Qing again.
Shen Qingqing smiled and leaned against his chest, but still shook his head. "I don't want to. It's just that midsummer reads about you all day. It's annoying."
"Of course, Xia Xia must miss me very much, not like you. She doesn't miss me at all." Ou Qing smiled, took her shoulder and walked along the sidewalk.
Shen Qingqing took his arm, leaned his head lightly on ou Qing's shoulder, followed his footsteps and moved forward all the way.
"Ah Qing, if only this road had no end, then we could go on."
Ou Qing smiled and pinched Shen Qingqing's tender cheek. "You like to say these disgusting words. How can this road never end? Qingqing, I know what you're afraid of, but don't worry, since I hold your hand, I won't let go again."
Shen Qingqing looked up at him, her delicate little face smiling like flowers.
"Ah Qing?" a voice with a slight hesitation came from behind.