Chapter 7

Looking at why don't you put your hands on your legs and look like a quiet lady, Qin's mother was in a good mood. "You young people are chatting. It's time for me to go shopping. Why don't you stay for lunch?"

"Don't bother, auntie. I'll go back after a while." Why don't you shake your hands.

"Do you have anything else to do later?" Qin's mother looked at Qin Guanglin and asked.

"Ah?" Qin Guanglin is still thinking about how to lead things back to the right track, subconsciously: "nothing's wrong."

"Then stay for lunch. You're a friend of Xiao Lin Zi. Don't be a stranger. It's a deal." Mother Qin turned to get the vegetable basket.

Why don't you finish the glass of water in front of you, Qin Ma just went out with a basket.

"Come on, look at your studio." Why don't you get up and look at Qin Guanglin with a smile.

"This way." Qin Guanglin got up and looked at his watch. It's not eleven o'clock yet. What's for lunch?

"It's an artist." Why don't you go in and have a look around? There are scattered manuscripts and ink everywhere. Only a small area in front of the drawing board is clean.

"Er..." Qin Guanglin scratched his head, but he didn't stop. He bent down to sort out the waste manuscripts on the ground.

"Well, I'll do it myself." He hastened to make a sound, how to let people help him clean up.

"You changed the garbage bags." She was very skillful. In a short time, she had cleared an area. The waste manuscripts, plain paper and the waste of color testing were sorted and coded neatly, and the paper ball was flattened and pressed on the lower layer.

After a while, why don't you stand up and look around again, "Hoo It looks much more comfortable. "

"Thank you." Qin Guanglin has to admit that he is much better than himself.

"Think of it as my thanks for lunch." Why don't you step out of the studio and say, "what's your room? Let me guess... "

"Eh?" Qin Guanglin opened his eyes wide. He won't help himself clean up his bedroom again, will he?

"This, right?" Why don't you squint, put your hand on the handle of one of the rooms, look back at Qin Guanglin, push the door and go in.

Qin Guanglin followed him quickly. It was really his room, but she couldn't clean it up any more.

A girl ran to a man's house to tidy up her bedroom. Is it like that?!

Why don't you enter the room instead of just standing there and looking around at the layout of the room as he thought, and then take a deep breath.

Does the room smell? Qin Guanglin was so nervous that he took a deep breath. There was no smell. He opened the window to ventilate every day.

"I'm tired." Why don't you bite your lower lip and turn back to Qin Guanglin.

Without waiting for Qin Guanglin to respond, she took two steps forward and fell on the bed.

"Then take a rest." Qin Guanglin felt his nose, a little at a loss.

Why don't you lie on the bed and gently tilt your head, and then give way to the side, reach out and pat the bed, "come here."

"What for?" Qin Guanglin refused to go.

"I won't eat you again." She rolled her eyes. "Look at your dark circles. Lie down for a while."

Qin Guanglin thought about it, but he was afraid of his own room and bed.

He moves slowly to also lie on the bed, a turn is why not face.

Why don't you close your eyes and take a breath, then open your eyes again, "we're sleeping in a bed."

"What?" Qin Guanglin sat up again, "don't talk nonsense, just have a rest?"

"What are you panicking about? This is your home, your room." Why not smile, "don't tease you, come here."

Qin Guanglin refused, so he knelt down at the head of the bed, looked at it for a while, hesitated and said: "last night That... "

"Yes." Why don't you open your eyes slightly, "you told me last night, and I haven't agreed yet."

"Yes, it is No, how can I tell you? " Qin Guanglin was almost taken into the pit by her and retorted angrily.

"You confessed to me downstairs in our dormitory, and you even kissed me when you finished." Why don't you whisper and bury your face in the quilt and kick your feet twice.

For a moment, Qin Guanglin was really in a trance. Did he remember wrong last night? Was it really his own confession?

The next moment, he reacts again, how can this kind of thing be remembered wrongly!

"You..." Qin Guanglin just said a word. His rich emotional experience played a role at this time. With a flash of inspiration, he turned his mouth and said, "OK, do you agree with my confession?"

"You kiss all of them..." Why don't you lower your head and whisper.

"Then..." He hesitated. "Are we dating now?"

Why don't you look up and think about it, then look at him, and smile slowly, "no, you have to say it again."

Qin Guanglin knelt down on the bed and looked at her. His heart was not so tangled, "OK."

He is the body, seriously looking at why not, said: "I like you, why not, let's go out."

"Dong!"There was a sound from the sofa in the living room. Two people turned to look at it. When they just came in, the door didn't close.

In the living room, mother Qin was carrying vegetables in one hand, rubbing her legs in the other hand, and said to herself aloud, "Oh, I'm old. My ears are not good enough to hear, and my eyes are not good enough. I'm always bumping things."

Qin Guanglin's face turned red. He got out of bed and closed the door. Then he looked at why not.

Why don't you lie on the bed, cover your face with both hands, peep out an eye from between your fingers and secretly turn to look at him, "finished, your mother heard you tell me, if I don't agree, I can't eat her lunch."

"You did it on purpose." He was a little sad and angry.

Originally, he was quite a normal man. How could he be fooled by her?

"No, I didn't know my aunt was back."

"You did it on purpose!"

Why don't you get up from the bed and approach him slowly.

"What do you want?" Qin Guanglin was a little nervous.

"I'm going out." Why not stand in front of him and look at him with a smile, "what do you think I want to do?"

"Oh." Qin Guanglin let the body open the door, he is not going out now.

"Then I'll go out." Why don't you stand at the door and talk to him.

Qin Guanglin felt that she was laughing a little unkindly. Just as she was about to speak, he leaned over and gently tiptoed to kiss him on the side of his face.

He suddenly widened his eyes, but he had already gone out.

"Auntie, let me help you."

"No, no, you and the woods go and have a rest."

"It's OK. I cook a lot at home."

"So young to cook? It's very kind of you, little girl. Where's your family from? "

"River city, not far from Los Angeles."

"It turned out to be Hecheng. I think all the girls in Hecheng are clever Ah, I'll do it. It's too dirty in the blood. "

"It doesn't matter. Just wash it."

Listening to the conversation outside, Qin Guanglin stood in the same place and touched his cheek. He was a little depressed. Shouldn't communication be like this? I'm two years older than her. How can I feel like my sister teasing my brother?

Looking at the direction of the kitchen, he closed the door and threw himself on the bed, thinking about what was wrong.

Ah, how does this quilt smell?