A large piece of sunlight slanted in from the window and fell on the neatly arranged desks. Tang Wen sat by Xu Hengnian's seat and casually flipped through his textbooks. His handwriting is beautiful, the strokes are vigorous and elegant, and the notes are neat when they fall on the notebook.
She turned to the front page to see his name, and found that his textbooks were basically not signed.
"Why don't you write your name?" She turned her head and asked suspiciously.
He was twisting the drink bottle cap, glanced at where she was pointing, and replied simply: "I don't care too much."
Tang Wen's eyebrows brightened, he went to touch the gel pen in his pen bag, and said with a raised tone, "Then let me write for you."
After saying that, she really took off the cap of the pen, and lay down on the table to help him write his name stroke by stroke.
Xu Hengnian took a few sips of his drink, lowered his eyes, leaned over, and paused just a finger away from her shoulder. After just one glance, a smile appeared on the tip of his brow: "Not bad."
The imitation is very similar.
"Really," the little girl still lowered her head, her eyes full of pride, "I have practiced hard for many years."
He was ordered by his grandfather to practice calligraphy since he was a child, so he developed his own style of handwriting very early, and she was just drawing a gourd.
Xu Hengnian calmly rested his chin on the side of her shoulder, wrapped his arms around her shoulder line, and reached to the box on the corner of the table, and said in a low voice, "Can I open the box?"
The pressing breath made her cheeks itch, she pursed her lips, and nodded with a shy smile.
He untied the bows wrapped around the box, and slowly opened the lid, and what caught his eye was neatly arranged, brightly colored cookies. From the shape to the uniformity of the color, it is not difficult to see that each piece is Carefully baked by the owner.
It turned out that she didn't get up so early for "practice", but to prepare a surprise for him.
Xu Hengnian raised his eyebrows, and a slight smile gradually spread from his eyes.
"How is it?" Seeing Tang Wen, he immediately leaned over excitedly, staring at the countless lines of "Praise me, praise me" floating in his eyes.
After all, this is the first time she has made such a successful dim sum
He picked up a piece, took a bite, tasted it carefully, his eyes lit up slightly, and nodded: "Not bad."
The color is uniform, crisp and crisp.
Compared with her usual "difficult to describe" works, it is indeed worthy of praise.
Upon hearing this, Tang Wen frowned happily. Seeing him take a piece out of the box and hand it to her mouth, she obediently took it over and bit off a piece.
He fed it, and it tasted sweeter than what he had just out of the pan in the morning.
Seeing her eyes narrowed into crescent moons in satisfaction, and shaking her head, Xu Hengnian stretched out his hands, and gently pinched her nose on both sides with his fingertips, and said in a meaningful tone: "Are you planningto please me with this? "
Tang Wen paused, staring at her in a daze, holding half of the biscuit that he hadn't had time to bite into his mouth, and he held it boldly by his lips.
She couldn't help complaining in her heart: Isn't it good to please? What else is he going to do? It's rare that she didn't even sleep in late in the morning!
Before she could write all her grievances on her face, she saw Xu Hengnian leaning over, covering all the sunlight in her sight for a moment.
He tilted his head slightly and approached her cheek, quickly and decisively, lightly bit off a piece of biscuit that was exposed outside her lips, his deep eyes locked tightly on hers.
Tang Wen stared in astonishment, the crisp "click" sound was so close that it seemed to explode in the bottom of her heart, the heat was boiling, causing the whole chest to burn hotly.
The distance between the two was only an inch, and he could touch her lips any further.
Thinking of this, she almost didn't even catch her breath, her temples throbbing wildly.
However, Xu Hengnian immediately straightened up, stretched out his hand to wipe off the biscuit crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, and looked at her softly: "It's not too bad."
The light blocked by him shone in again, and Tang Wen felt that his whole body was about to burn. He quickly swallowed the remaining half of the biscuit, and buried his head with his face flushed, not daring to look at him.
Xu Heng smiled young, stopped teasing her, and rested his elbows on the table to support his temples.
"There may be weird questions during the interview," he suddenly thought of the unruly appearance of the strong man, and he had seen her before, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried, "If you can't answer, just keep silent."
She took a breath and said in a muffled voice, "What's the problem?"
He tapped the gift box at hand with his fingertips, and said slowly: "For opinions and feelings about the department?¡¡±
Tang Wen thought about it seriously: "What if I can't answer the formal questions?"
"Well" He lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then met her eyes again, and laughed softly, "Then you ask the family members at the scene to provide support."
Tang Wen: ""
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At noon on the second day after submitting the application form for the Disciplinary Inspection Department, Tang Wen was playing in Song Zishan's dormitory. When the two went to the corridor to pick up boiling water, they ran into Dong Ke who hadn't seen him for a long time.
"Sister." The two greeted her intimately.
"Good afternoon." Dong Ke has always been very friendly. Seeing the water cups that both of them were holding, he lifted his thermos down and motioned for them to take it first.
"Thanks."
"By the way, Tang Wen," she put the thermos at her feet, "I saw the application form you handed in to the Disciplinary Inspection Department. I didn't expect you to want to come to us."
Tang Wen smiled and nodded: "I hope I can be selected."
When Song Zishan heard it, she smiled teasingly: "By the way, senior, isn't your minister very fierce?"
Tang Wen secretly reached out his hand and pinched her lightly.
"He" Dong Ke pinched his chin and thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "It's quite strict."
Song Zishan was persistent, but couldn't help laughing: "Then what should I do if my Wen Wen enters the discipline inspection department and is bullied by your ministers?"
Tang Wen blushed and raised his hand to hit her.
Dong Ke didn't notice anything unusual, and said with a smile, "He won't."
Song Zishan then asked again: "Is he very indifferent to girls?"
"Well But he has always been like this, just get used to it, and he has no malicious intentions."
Both of them had already received the water, thanked her politely, and bid her farewell.
It just so happened that Qi Linlin walked out of the dormitory with her slippers on, and caught sight of Tang Wen's back.
"Who is that?" She yawned and leaned lazily on Dong Ke's back.
"What's wrong with a school girl I know in the first year of high school?" She asked
She waved her hand and said casually, "It's okay, I just think that girl's figure looks familiar."
Dong Ke frowned, and murmured in a low voice: " Does this look familiar?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com