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Qu Ping put a big cross on her previous evaluation.
What sunshine boy? She is clearly a cleanliness, arrogant, and perverted sissy, and she can't do it well! In vain, he wasted a good skin that God bestowed on him.
Qu Ping has always been respectful and far away from the aliens, but luckily, people always encounter them.
? On this day, due to improper peripheral construction, a large area of ??infrastructure in the vicinity was damaged, resulting in power outages, water outages, and network interruptions in schools, surrounding living areas, and shops. We need to wait for an announcement when it will be restored. In order to ensure that the daily life of teachers and students will not be affected, the school has a day off.
Most of the students with household registration in the city have gone home, and other students have also gone to distant places for activities.
Qu Ping came back in the afternoon. There was a blackboard in the Literature and Art Club reserved for the Department of Literature.
Everyone was lazy, and unanimously recommended Qu Ping Cao Dao, who was very talkative and lonely. Ever since primary school, Qu Ping has never left the rectangle on the wall, even if she does a good deed to fulfill those mandarin ducks.
She was reading Xu Zhimo's book recently, and wrote an article "Farewell to Cambridge":
Gently I go;
Just as I come gently;
quietly I left,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeves,
Do not take a single cloud with you
"It turns out that you published this blackboard newspaper, no wonder it's well-mannered." With a sissy sarcasm, Qu Ping knew who it was without looking back, she continued to work and ignored him.
"Pretending to be serious, it turns out that the heart is already in the spring." Continue to be lukewarm.
Qu Ping: ""
? To talk to rude, self-righteous people is to lower your status.
"He looks like a nun, but he still wants to be like Xu Zhimo, waving his sleeves without taking away a cloud. Do you have the capital?"
Qu Ping: ""
Turn around and look at him.
Is this a vendetta? Hurting her like this! She is very angry.
He took out the mineral water, and under Qu Ping's glaring gaze, he drank it slowly, keeping one hand from dripping onto his clothes.
Finally revenge! happy!
Ping approached him, and he subconsciously backed away for a moment.
"What are you doing?" Almost choked on the water.
"I'm not interested in Xu Zhimo's love life, and I don't agree with the way he handles his feelings. I just admire his talent." Qu Ping said every word: "Please, don't, take you That, a vulgar standard, to measure others, thank you."
"Just talk when you talk, why are you so close?" He blushed when he was nervous
Except for a few in his family, this was the first time he talked to a woman so close.
Qu Ping was embarrassed by his sudden blush, she was really confused just now, and she really went all out.
In an instant, she fell down, turned around and continued to fight, hiding her embarrassment.
"If I get it, I am lucky; if I lose it, I will die. What's wrong with fighting for "I will find my only soul mate in the vast sea of ??people" all my life?"
Unexpectedly, this sissy has some knowledge, but Qu Ping does not agree with this point of view.
"Can this be a reason to abandon your wife and children?"
"Didn't he and Zhang Youyi arrange an arranged marriage? This result is normal." He spread his hands and shrugged, not understanding what Qu Ping was struggling with.
"Then they have also lived together for many years. If they say divorce, they will get divorced. Doesn't his behavior mean that they are in disarray?"
"You are still a high-achieving student, and your head is full of thoughts of a little old lady with bound feet. Naturally, you will be desperate when you meet a soul mate. Love is selfish."
"Is love selfish?" Qu Ping asked
"Isn't love selfish?" he asked back.
I am bored! Different road non-phase plan. Qu Ping didn't want to discuss this topic with him anymore. She turned around and continued writing, throwing him a cold back.
He was not interested, so he just stood there and drank water quietly.
Why is he still not leaving?
Qu Ping glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He looked at his watch from time to time, took out his cell phone and made a call, but the other party didn't answer, and he was a little frustrated.
Can't wait for someone to go further? You don't want to be seen, don't you know? Qu Ping also thought about it, she didn't have the guts to yell at him. Anyway, it is almost finished, and I can leave immediately.
After a while?, he walked to the wooden chair next to him and sat down, put his hands on his lap, lowered his head, and leaned forward, not knowing what he was doing.
Qu Ping packed up her things and left. Not far away, she suddenly remembered that her lunch box had been left on the chair, so she had to go back to get it.
He was still sitting there, maintaining the movements just now. When Qu Ping approached, she realized that he was moaning softly.
It's not my business! leave.
But this voice doesn't sound like a fake
May be really uncomfortable!
Oops, I went back and took a look, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
"What's the matter with you?" He asked casually, not wanting to reveal his concern.
"What's none of your business?" He replied stiffly, raised his right hand to cover his stomach, and didn't even look at Qu Ping.
Qu Ping: ""
Birdman! Who cares who is a puppy.
Qu Ping turned around angrily and was about to leave when she noticed that his face was a little pale.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Qu Ping subconsciously wanted to push him, but suddenly thought that he had a cleanliness habit, and if he died of illness and was scared to death, it would be a serious crime.
She just sat down, looked at him carefully, covered her stomach with one hand, her brows were huddled together, and her face was slightly pale, which was exactly the same as her usual symptoms of stomach pain.
"Do you have a stomachache?"
He said nothing.
"I have medicine here, why don't you take some." Qu Ping took out stomach medicine from her bag, poured hot water into a cup and handed it to him.
He looked at the cup with a disgusted expression.
"I washed it very clean at noon, and I brought hot water from home. Do you like to drink it or not." Qu Ping said angrily.
He hesitated for a while, then ate it, the cup was still far away and poured into his mouth, even Qu Ping regretted why she helped him.
"You'd better go buy something to eat." Qu Ping packed up her things and wanted to leave.
"Those things are eaten by people?" Mouth full of disgust.
"Eldest young master, you are precious, so you should continue to be hungry." In order to live a few more years, he decided not to stay for a moment.
"Gutter oil, monosodium glutamate, additives, preservatives" he counted with a bitter face.
Maybe she was too handsome, maybe her voice was too pleasant, maybe the content was similar to what her mother usually babbled about, Qu Ping was inexplicably touched, and her heart softened.
"Here is millet porridge. My father cooked it. Would you like some?"
He didn't say a word, Qu Ping took him as acquiescence, and poured him a bowl.
He looked at it for a long time, took a sip cautiously, wow! The taste is good.
One bowl at a time, this speed! Qu Ping was stunned.
"A little more." He spread the bowl to Qu Ping.
Qu Ping: ""
That's her dinner, give it to him, what will she eat?
"Hurry up!" urged.
"Why don't you have a steamed bun with vegetables." Dividing him into two, she still has some left, but the roommates may not be enough.
After tasting the sweetness of the porridge, he had no doubts about the steamed stuffed bun with vegetables, and he chewed it slowly without leaving a bite.
"Bring the phone?" He stopped Ping who got up and wanted to leave.
"what?"
"Call, my phone is out of battery."
Qu Ping handed it to him unwillingly, and he dialed a series of numbers. Immediately, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
Qu Ping: ""
"I don't like to owe others. I will repay you in the future. My name is Jiang Hua." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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