The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 36

"En." Luo Qinghuan smiled shyly when she heard the words.

Different from Luo Qinghuan's active integration into the environment, Ye Zixiu was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, and looked up at her from time to time, Jing Yi put down the fruit bowl, and his gaze fell on him seemingly.

"Is this the first time for Qing Huan to come to Country A?" Mo Xingying had already picked up the apple and began to peel it, Luo Qinghuan had to look back at others, "Yes - I only heard from my father before..."

"Don't be so formal. Just treat it like you're at home."

The apple cut by Mo Xingying finally arrived at Luo Qinghuan's place. Luo Qinghuan thought about it, cut it in half with a knife, and stuffed the other half into Ye Zixiu's hand.

"Brother!" Maybe Mo Xingying's kindness was released too much, Mo Xingyun immediately interrupted him, "Brother, come here, I have something to say to you."

"Huh? Oh, sorry."

Seeing the figures of the two people disappear behind the glass door of the kitchen, Luo Qinghuan squinted her eyes - she could clearly feel Mo Xingyun's hostility towards her, and she didn't know how slow the original owner was to feelings so he didn't realize this .

Not only Mo Xingyun, but also Huo Kun and Jing Yi's unkindness was obvious. It could be seen from their non-stop scrutiny that they didn't care about her and Ye Zixiu's feelings at all.

……

"Here we are - you and Zixiu live on the third floor, how about it, is that okay?"

Mo Xingying is indeed a man who knows how to take care of others. She thoughtfully chose a room for Luo Qinghuan with plenty of sunlight and a girlish decoration. However, when Luo Qinghuan opened the door and saw the yellow and green, When the room was filled with energy, he still couldn't help frowning.

"Qing Huan? Don't you like it?" Seeing that Luo Qinghuan's reaction was different from what she imagined, Mo Xingying rubbed the back of her head, "Ah, if you don't like that, you can..."

"Don't bother brother Xingying, this place is fine!" Luo Qinghuan hurriedly interrupted him, and responded with a smile. Mo Xingying's expression warmed up slightly, and when she was about to say something, the girl in front of her was caught by a boy's arm Fished away.

Mo Xingying's eyes widened, only to hear Ye Zixiu's voice without any emotion.

"Sister, I don't like that room. Let's change it."

"Ok?"

It was only when Luo Qinghuan saw his room that she understood why Ye Zixiu made such a request—Ye Zixiu's room was sky blue, and the original owner liked both the color and the decoration style.

……

Luo Qinghuan and Ye Zixiu are both sophomores in China now, but since they moved to Country A and both applied for studying abroad, Mo Xingyun kept a low profile and sent them to the university before leaving, leaving the two of them looking at each other in dismay Standing at the school gate.

Near noon, Ye Zixiu, who had been holding an umbrella for Luo Qinghuan, was sweating profusely. Luo Qinghuan looked up and saw his dry lips due to lack of water, and couldn't help but stop.

"Sister?" Ye Zixiu turned his head to look at her in surprise, but she pushed him to the shady bench next to him.

"Sit down and don't move." Luo Qinghuan just touched his head and quickly dodged into the crowd.

Because of the memory of the original owner, Luo Qinghuan found the cold drink shop easily, and ordered a cup of iced tea and a vanilla cone according to Ye Zixiu's hobbies in memory.

There were a lot of people in the cold drink shop during this time, and Luo Qinghuan waited for half an hour before taking anything from the clerk.

"Ouch!"

Turning around, the cone in Luo Qinghuan's hand drew a perfect arc in the air, and landed on a boy wearing a baseball cap and mask.

Luo Qinghuan: "..."

"Shit!" The boy didn't look this way, and naturally he couldn't escape the attack of the cone. After being hit, he immediately took off his coat in disgust, his angry eyebrows raised high—it looked so scary—seeing this Luo Qinghuan lowered her head in silence.

"Who is it..." The boy grumbled bitterly, but when he looked around, he saw Luo Qinghuan squeezed into the crowd with his waist down.

"Okay, it turned out to be you!"

Just as Luo Qinghuan bent down and was about to run, a boy's voice suddenly sounded behind her, and then her body moved back uncontrollably.

A pair of eyes as clear and translucent as sapphires stared at her closely, full of displeasure: "Hey, why are you running? Can I eat you?"

Speak Chinese?Luo Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and the boy probably realized that something was wrong, so he immediately switched to the C language, "What are you running, you threw the cone at me, right?"

The boy was a little shorter than her, with a slender figure, and he was still holding a dirty coat in his hand. Luo Qinghuan only needed to struggle lightly to break free from his hand.

Why do you always feel like this person is so familiar?Luo Qinghuan just looked at him a few times, and he became furious.

"Hey, hey, what's so interesting!" The boy glared at her angrily, couldn't help but lifted up the mask, turned sideways after a while, and pushed down the brim of the hat again, Luo Qinghuan felt suspicious no matter what he looked at .

It can't be a bad guy.Thinking of this, Luo Qinghuan immediately took a step back vigilantly, and the boy saw a vein burst out on his forehead.

"Why are you so far away from me, I'm not a bad person!"

It's a pity that Luo Qinghuan got into the crowd a long time ago and was never found again.

The boy was so depressed that he threw his coat on the ground, stomped on it viciously, turned his head and left, but after walking a few steps, he turned around and picked up the coat on the ground guilty, and looked around as if nothing had happened. No one noticed that he let out a half-relaxed, half-dissatisfied snort.

"Hey, for you."

"Ah-ah!" The boy was startled by the sudden voice behind him, he took a sudden step forward and hit his head on the vending machine, grinning in pain, while Luo Qinghuan turned slightly, trying to hold back his laughter.

"What are you laughing at! It's not all your fault, it scared people to death when you came out all of a sudden!"

Tears flickered in the boy's eyes, as if he had hit him hard, Luo Qinghuan laughed awkwardly when he saw his distressed appearance, "Haha, yes, I'm sorry, I am, I am really I can't hold it anymore."

"Stop laughing!" The fierce-sounding tone coupled with the boy's big teary eyes was really unconvincing. Luo Qing straightened up after laughing happily enough, and handed him the things in his hand.

"!!" The boy was stunned for a moment, and did not reach out to pick it up, but Luo Qinghuan impatiently opened his palm and stuffed a strawberry cone into it.

"Sorry for staining your clothes, I'll pay you a cone."

"I don't..." The boy came back to his senses, and returned the cone with extreme disgust, Luo Qinghuan raised his hand above his head and gave him a sly smile: "Sorry, there is no other taste, you just make up for it. Yes Well, I still have something to do, bye!"

"Yes, but I..."

Before the boy could say anything, Luo Qinghuan had already moved away from his side.

The boy stared blankly at the direction in which the girl was going, and involuntarily clenched the cone in his hand. He carefully lifted the mask, licked it secretly, then immediately covered his mouth tightly, and looked around.

(End of this chapter)