Chapter 148 The young man is quite romantic.

  Jiang Qin didn't want to beep too much with Cao Guangyu, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him to the back door, and then ran into the classroom while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.

  At the beginning of December, the heating in the school was turned on, and the whole room was warm, which instantly relieved the tight body.

  Feng Nanshu found that the person he was thinking about was sneaking along the corridor, so he obediently picked up his coat from the seat next to him, made an empty seat, and waited for him to sit down.

  She is wearing a black turtleneck sweater today. The slim fit outlines her exquisite curves. Matching her snow-white skin, she is smart and pure. However, because the temperature in the room is very high, her cheeks are a little pink. It is moist and looks more delicate than usual.

  Jiang Qin sat down next to her and realized that someone was coming, but he didn't take the book.

  But it doesn't matter, I won't look at it anyway.

  This is the difference between college and high school.

  In Jiang Qin's high school English textbook, the vocabulary list at the back was torn. It was so tattered that in the end he could only use tape to cover it up and continue using it. His diligence in learning can be learned from time to time.

  But every one of his college textbooks is brand new, and there are even a few textbooks for non-major courses with no creases on the covers.

  "I heard that you answered it for me?"

  Feng Nanshu was lying on the table looking at him blankly. After hearing this sentence, he raised his head as if he had regained consciousness: "I learned a lot."

  Jiang Qin couldn't bear it. He raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself that this silly girl really thought that she had learned the trick and got away with it, but she didn't know that Zhu Feng and the others turned a blind eye.

  "The weather has been getting colder and colder recently. Is the heater in your dormitory hot?"

  "It's hot. Wenhui hung her socks to dry on it and they were dry the next day."

  Jiang Qin couldn't help but glance at Gao Wenhui: "Xiao Gao , you know a lot of tricks like this."

  Gao Wenhui was drinking water and almost choked, her face instantly turned red: "Don't you guys do this in the boys' dormitory? And it's not just me, Feng Nanshu does this sometimes. Do it."

  "I learned it from you!" Feng Nanshu turned to look at her.

  "It doesn't matter if it's the little rich woman's, her socks are fragrant."

  Gao Wenhui clenched her fists and said forget it. Although this detail is abnormal, it seems to be quite pleasant if you look at it carefully.

  Jiang Qin leaned back in his chair and glanced at the blackboard. He had planned to memorize a few words, but it was not in vain, but he found that his brain seemed to be eaten by zombies, and he started to wander off soon.

  He took Feng Nanshu's textbook and flipped through it twice out of boredom, only to find that every page in the book seemed to have its own name.

  The little rich woman's handwriting is beautiful and neat, just like her person.

  Sometimes I write one or two on a page, sometimes seven or eight.

  The difference in these numbers should be determined by the number of times Feng Nanshu was in a daze. The more dazes, the more he wrote.

  But fortunately, there was no heart or anything after the name...

  "Keep the textbooks clean and tidy, don't doodle."

  Jiang Qin returned the English book and said to the little rich woman, looking around.

  Classes 4 and 3 rarely sit together. They basically use dormitories as groups, each with its own small circle. Jiang Qin looked up and saw Pan Xiu, and on either side of Pan Xiu were Song Qingqing and Jiang Tian.

  Seeing this scene, Jiang Qin couldn't help but look back and found that Ren Ziqiang had indeed returned to his previous position, sitting side by side with Zhou Chao.

  Is it true that someone wakes up suddenly in the middle of a dream?

  "Brother Jiang, what do you think I'm doing?" Ren Ziqiang looked confused.

  Jiang Qin put his arm on the desk behind him: "How are you and Pan Xiu? I'm a little bored, tell me to cheer me up."

  Ren Ziqiang was not annoyed, but said expressionlessly: "I've been here for a week I ignored her, and suddenly I felt that it was just that, it was just hard for the past few days, but after I got used to it, I felt relaxed and at ease. Not only did I sleep better, but I also had enough living expenses. Occasionally, I felt lonely, which was quite comfortable, like A heavy burden has been lifted off."

  "Has Lao Cao introduced you to your girlfriend?"

  Cao Guangyu heard the sound and came over: "I don't have time yet. I may invite the sisters in their dormitory to get together next week. We can go together."

  Ren Ziqiang remembered the fear on his face last time, and almost had a physiological reaction, and even his breathing was stagnant: "Brother Cao, can you not get together together, and just make an appointment with me alone with the most beautiful girl? Isn't that okay?"

  "I've never met you, so how can I make an appointment alone? Do you have Lao Jiang's shamelessness or my charisma?" "

  You're fucking telling me the other way around, right?" Jiang Qin spat at him. .

  Ren Ziqiang sighed: "I think it's better to forget it. It's not bad to be alone. It's getting colder and colder now. Brother Cao, you shiver with cold every time you come back from a relationship. It's not interesting. I'd better read novels." , let's play games."

  Zhou Chao coughed: "Brother Cao, do you want to treat me to the Juxian Tower? I'll go with you and feed me whatever you want." "I

  can't afford to go to the Juxian Tower. The food is just outside the school. Eat something simple." Cao Guangyu started eating instant noodles after being invited to Juxianlou once. If he is invited again, he might not even be able to eat it.

  Jiang Qin brought the topic back to Ren Ziqiang: "Old Ren, just let it happen as it happens with your girlfriend. The worst thing you can do is learn from me in the future. Look, I'm living a pretty good life."

  Ren Ziqiang was deflated . He said, "Stop teasing me, Brother Jiang. How could I be like you and find a beautiful and well-behaved girlfriend like Feng Nanshu? That's a blessing that takes several lifetimes to cultivate."

  Jiang Qin's old face darkened: "You kid The mouth is buzzing, and the attack power is quite strong."   

  "Ah?"

  Ren Ziqiang didn't understand, and suddenly found an extra toffee in front of him.

  On the other side, Gao Wenhui groped for a long time on the table, then lowered his head and looked around. His expression gradually became confused, wondering where the candy I just took out had gone.

  "Feng Nanshu, did you eat the candy on my table?"

  "No, I don't like toffee."

  The little rich woman shook her head, her eyes full of innocence.

  "I didn't say what kind of candy it was, how did you know it was toffee?"

  Gao Wenhui stared at Feng Nanshu and found that her little mouth was not moving. She glanced at Jiang Qin through Feng Nanshu, and it seemed that she was not feeding her boyfriend. .

  Strange, where did my fucking toffee go?

  At this moment, Jiang Qin turned around and took away the toffee on Ren Ziqiang's table. What kind of toffee does a grown man eat? He peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it into Feng Nanshu's little mouth.

  "Jiang Qin, where did you get the candy?" Gao Wenhui looked suspicious.

  Jiang Qin glanced at her: "Xiao Gao, you are so lenient."

  "No, I lost the candy."

  "If you lost it, you don't allow others to have it?"

  "..."

  In the blink of an eye, the English class was over. , Jiang Qin stretched out and felt that the knowledge in his mind was much richer.

  Feng Nanshu has been following him since she left the classroom. She is like this. Once she sees Jiang Qin, she doesn't want to be separated again.

  So Jiang Qin took her to Xitian on the first floor, checked the accounts, and showed symbolic concern for the employees' lives and studies.

  Fang Xiaoxuan is now in charge of the branch of Science and Technology University. The only Xitians in Linda are Hu Xin and Chen Yong. Their work efficiency is a little worse than Fang Xiaoxuan's, but it is more than enough to deal with such a small store.

  The little rich woman said seriously that she wanted to test out the new products in the store.

  Gao Wenhui also came over and said that I was the boss's best friend and I wanted to test it together.

  Then the two of them held milk tea and found a corner to sit down, drinking and chatting.

  "Jiang Qin, is there a party in your class? Our class is going to have a party soon. Do you want to go with Feng Nanshu?" "I've

  been too busy recently. I have a new project to be launched over there, so I can't go." Jiang Qin said He refused with a cold face.

  Gao Wenhui was a little regretful: "If you didn't go, Feng Nanshu would definitely not go either. She's too clingy to you." "Is

  your class party just a dinner party? There's nothing fun. It doesn't matter whether you go or not."

  "Maybe. I'm going to sing, or watch a movie or something, but I'm definitely not as happy as you were during the team building."

  Jiang Qin smiled slightly: "The little rich woman told you, right? On the day of the team building, we went to a farmhouse in the suburbs and made our own food. Food, playing cards, etc. are indeed more interesting than having dinner together."

  Gao Wenhui sipped her milk tea and said, "I've seen the photos of your team building. You even went to climb the marriage tree in the middle of the night, like a bear stealing honey. It made me laugh to death. "

  ???"

  "What's wrong?"

  Jiang Qin's face changed: "What kind of marriage tree?"

  Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment: "That marriage tree you climbed, the tree is full of wishing cards, photo The photo was very clear. The young man is young and quite romantic."

  "Stop spewing nonsense, that's a good friend tree!"

  "Nonsense, I've never heard of such a thing as a good friend tree when I've been growing up. You take it for granted. My three-year-old child is here."

  Jiang Qin held his breath, turned to look at Feng Nanshu, and found that she was holding a straw in her mouth stupidly, blowing into the cup.

  After a while, Jiang Qin returned to 208, carrying a bunch of milk tea in his hand to distribute benefits to the boss lady.

  Lu Xuemei stretched out her hand to pick it up, her eyes flashing with desire. However, after picking it up for a long time, others had it, but she never received it.

  "Boss, I don't have milk tea yet!"

  "I don't have any for you." Jiang Qin looked cold.

  Lu Xuemei's eyes widened: "Why?"

  "Do you understand that if you take good photos, something will happen? You thought your surname was Chen."

  "???"