Chapter 142: Sheng Mu Mu Inner os: Man, Childish

Chapter 142

Qi Shaobai took a shortcut to the back door of the school.

There was a big clock on the main building of the teaching building.

The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock.

Qi Shaobai dragged his lazy pace, playing with his cell phone as he walked.

"Hey you, wait a minute, which class are you from?"

Suddenly, a thick and puzzled voice came from not far away.

Qi Shaobai lazily lifted his eyes.

He saw the guard poking his head out of the window at the iron gate beside the back door, beckoning to a female student.

He seemed to suspect that the girl was not a student of Jing City No.1 Middle School.

Chi Xia now regretted this a lot in her heart.

Her best friend had successfully found the boy she liked from the tutoring class, bravely went up to chat with him, and talked happily.

Without her best friend sending an eye signal, Chi Xia tacitly walked away, ending today's "moral support" trip.

Unexpectedly, things went wrong.

She followed the crowd to the back door.

There were obviously fewer people leaving from the back door than the front door.

She wasn't wearing a school uniform, which made her stand out in the already small crowd.

Murphy's law is always extremely accurate at times like this.

She was caught by the eagle-eyed guard.

"Student, which class are you from?"

The guard came out of the security room suspiciously, looked her up and down, and wanted to find a guilty conscience on her face.

Chi Xia was not timid, and calmly answered irrelevantly:

"Science class."

After she spoke, the air fell silent for a short while.

The uncle guard had a complicated expression.

Inner OS: Uh...is that what I asked? This kid doesn't seem to have good comprehension skills.

Seeing the uncle guard staring blankly and scratching the back of his head, Chi Xia figured she had fooled him with her gibberish.

She smiled politely at the uncle, took a step, and was about to slip away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the suspicious voice of the uncle guard came again.

"Hey wait, student, which grade and class are you in?"

Chi Xia's footsteps stopped, and various responses flashed through her mind at high speed.

The uncle guard was obviously suspicious now, and even if she reported a random class, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't ask her more questions.

Just as she was thinking about how to respond, a lazy voice came from the right.

"Hey, you ran off before you finished organizing?"

She looked up in surprise.

Chi Xia was stunned for a moment.

She saw a familiar, handsome yet impatient face.

It was the younger brother of Qi Duo, the boy called "Qi Shao".

He made a very subtle eye signal to her, then added impatiently:

"I had to move the chairs by myself, aren't you ashamed."

Chi Xia's eyes slowly widened: "???"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Chi Xia got the signal.

She went along with his act, glanced at him and said:

"What's wrong with letting you move them yourself, last time during the big cleanup you slipped away early and I didn't say anything."

Upon hearing this, Qi Shaobai was taken aback, his neck involuntarily leaned back a bit as he looked at Chi Xia.

His eyes revealed slight astonishment.

When Qi Shaobai walked over, she had just finished eating the last small bite, and casually threw the stick into the trash can as she walked to the passenger seat.

Sheng Mumu's gaze was lowered, and she saw the lazy soda can in Qi Shaobai's hand.

She suddenly looked up and said in an interrogative tone:

"Qi Shao, are you eating alone?"

Why did you only buy one can when getting drinks?

Qi Shaobai walked to the back seat door of his own accord, too lazy to explain what had just happened, and subconsciously retorted back:

"You're the same, eating an ice cream bar alone."

Sheng Mumu was stunned: "............"

Before she could think of a rebuttal, Qi Mo's deep voice came from the front:

"That's different—"

She and Qi Shaobai stopped opening the car doors at the same time, looking towards Qi Mo as he walked to the driver's seat.

He glanced lazily at Qi Shaobai, as he walked and loosened his tie a bit, his expression softening a little:

"——I didn't want to eat, she's not eating alone."

After speaking, his gaze stopped on Qi Shaobai's face, and his eyes became stern, "What you did counts."

Qi Shaobai: "............"

After getting in the car.

Qi Shaobai voluntarily kept quiet.

In the front row, Qi Mo was driving.

Sheng Mumu was using her phone to browse nearby restaurants.

She had only eaten some snacks for dinner and hadn't eaten a proper meal yet, so she was a little hungry now.

She turned her head and asked, "Qi Shao, do you have any food you want to eat?"

Qi Shaobai was sitting by the window, spacing out looking at the scenery outside, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Hearing Sheng Mumu call him, Qi Shaobai's gaze shifted over, "Hmm?"

He had a look like he didn't hear what she said clearly.

"We're going to get supper now." Sheng Mumu patiently repeated it again, and asked, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Qi Shaobai: "I'm full. Eating the dog food you guys feed me made me full."

Sheng Mumu: "............"

At the red light ahead.

Qi Mo had his hand resting on the steering wheel, and his fingers absently tapped on it.

Hearing Qi Shaobai's words, his fingers paused.

His tone was a little playful as he said:

"Then I'll take you back to Xi Yu Yue Ting first, and we'll go get supper."

"Huh?" Qi Shaobai immediately stuck his head out from between the front seats, his face full of disbelief, "No, Dad, I was just joking."

Qi Mo's head turned slightly to look over, and the corners of his eyebrows lifted lightly. His stern face gradually softened, seemingly in a very good mood, and said with a hint of laughter:

"I was just joking too."

Qi Shaobai: "......"

He blinked a few times, with three parts shock, three parts bewilderment, and four parts discomfort in his eyes.

Did he hear wrong?

Joking, right? Dad makes jokes now?

He silently took a deep breath, retracted his head, and sat back by the window again.

Ok, fine.

He was making a fuss over nothing.

He just wasn't used to the jokester dad yet.

Ms. Sheng, an innocent bystander to this childish conversation, sighed.

Inner os: Men, childish.