He’s so Flirty

When Qin Qing and Wen Yufeng were waiting for the bus at the bus stop, there was an old lady sitting next to her. She looked about the same age as Granny Qin, and her face was very energetic.

It's just that since the two of them stood holding hands and stood inside the bus stop, the old lady would look here every few seconds.

When I watched it more often, the old lady's eyebrows wrinkled.

Qin Qing didn't notice it at first, and it wasn't until she met the old lady inadvertently that she pulled Wen Yufeng a little afterthought.

"That old grandma... doesn't it seem to be staring at us?"

"Yeah." Wen Yufeng didn't even look at the old lady obliquely backward, and answered with a low smile. "After staring for a while, did you find out?"

"..." Qin Qing was a little inexplicable, "Are we blocking her sight?"

Wen Yufeng lowered his eyes to look at Qin Qing, with a smile in his eyes as if it had penetrated into the light of the dawn, with the depths ups and downs.

"...No. You want to know the answer?"

"If I don't want to know, what do you do?"

Wen Yufeng nodded in agreement, "Go here and I will tell you."

Qin Qing didn't doubt that he had him, and moved a few centimeters in the direction of Wen Yufeng. The gap between the two of them, which was originally small, was almost reduced to nothing at this time.

Wen Yufeng's eyes deepened with a smile, the next moment he twisted his upper body suddenly, and hooked the girl's chin to a kiss.

Qin Qing was stunned.

When she recovered, Wen Yufeng had already retreated to the original position.

"...Wen Yufeng." Qin Qing said helplessly, her eyes also helpless, "Can't you pay attention to the influence?"

Wen Yufeng's thin lips lifted slightly.

"Don't you want the answer? I'm just telling you the answer."

After Wen Yufeng's reminder, Qin Qing also found that the old lady behind her stared at herself and Wen Yufeng, and it was about to materialize at this time.

After thinking quickly for three seconds, Qin Qing vaguely guessed the reason.

She lowered her head to look at her school uniform, and then at Wen Yufeng's school uniform, the two of them had already clasped their fingers together.

——

...Ah, was it the two of them who hadn't noticed the influence?

At this moment, the bus that the two were going to take was coming from a distance.

Just as Qin Qing was about to take Wen Yufeng to take a step forward, he heard the old lady behind him sighed unimportantly, and stood up and walked forward.

"The baby now..."

The old man's voice had a taste of Qingcheng dialect, and the glance at which he hated iron and steel made Qin Qing almost couldn't help laughing.

Adhering to the principle of courtesy to the elderly, Qin Qing and Wen Yufeng both consciously stepped aside, waiting for the old lady to get in the car first, and then they followed in.

The uniform system of the First Normal School is decent and beautiful, and no one from the old to the young in Qingcheng can't recognize the uniform of the First Normal School.

So when the two little lovers who didn't give up holding hands in the car appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the whole car.

Passengers who are younger and may not necessarily have children, and those who are not too old even if they have children, will look away at most after just a glance.

The gazes that the rest of the passengers looked at were mostly disapproving.

Wen Yufeng walked through everyone's eyes blindly, pulling Qin Qing to the two remaining empty seats in the back row.

Coincidentally, the old lady who got on the bus at the same station was sitting behind the two empty seats.

When the two of them sat down, and shortly after the bus started, the old lady's voice suddenly rang--

"You two babies, are you going to junior high school or high school?"

There was not much movement in the bus compartment this morning, and there were not a few people who heard the old lady's voice at this time. Many people simply missed the sight.

If it had been left in the past, Qin Qing probably couldn't help being embarrassed.

But at this time, Qin Qing only chuckled softly. She turned her face and said, "Grandma, do you think we are in junior high school or high school?"

The girl's smile was even more contagious than the morning sun outside the car, and the old lady who hadn't looked good at first looked a little bit more relaxed.

"I think he looks like a high school student, you... You are not as high as my granddaughter in the third grade of junior high school, are you in junior high school?"

Qin Qing: "………………"

"puff."

Wen Yufeng, who was sitting by the window, turned his eyes to the outside of the car window, and the low laugh didn't hide it at all.

Then, without giving Qin Qing a chance to explain, Wen Yufeng looked out the window and laughed slightly:

"Yeah. I'm a freshman, she's a third year."

Qin Qing: "..."

"Wen Yufeng, are you about to point your face?"

After speaking, Qin Qing looked at the old lady whose eyebrows were getting deeper and deeper: "Grandma, don't listen to his nonsense, we both have grown up for many years."

The old lady looked at Qin Qing with a look of "obviously you are talking nonsense".

Helpless, Qin Qing took out the red invitation letter from her small black backpack.

"Today is the alumni association of the First Normal School. We both went back to visit our alma mater."

Looking at the gilded lower case of the hairpin in the red invitation letter, the old lady's eyes changed from distrust to shock, and then from shock to emotion——

"It looks like something he looks at. How come you graduated for so many years, like a junior high school student?"

Qin Qing: "..."

Wen Yufeng turned his face sideways at this time, looking at Qin Qing's little frustrated expression, the arc of thin lips couldn't hold back the ground and lifted up——

"She was a few centimeters shorter in junior high school than now, and she couldn't reach the upper edge of the blackboard even on her tiptoe."

Qin Qing: "..."

Ten minutes later, after bidding farewell to the enthusiastic old lady, Qin Qing's smile disappeared when she got off the bus: "You think I am short."

Unexpectedly, the girl who just said that she was laughing would suddenly change her face, Wen Yufeng was startled, and then she brought the girl's hand back with her eyes down and a dumb smile.

"who said it."

"...That's what you meant just now."

"I do not have it."

Wen Yufeng led Qin Qing towards the middle school of the First Normal University, smiling as he walked, "I think your current height is just right for me."

"You 188, me 162, where is it right?"

"..." Wen Yufeng's pace stopped.

After two seconds, he turned his eyes sideways, looked at Qin Qing, and blinked very slowly.

——

"Integrate resources appropriately."

Qin Qing was stunned for a moment, but didn't react.

Until she was led obediently and walked out a few meters, it seemed that she had figured out something, and her ears began to stain red slowly.

…………

Although alumni who submit their personal information will get a school uniform of the right size sent by the First Normal School, there are obviously only a small percentage of those who are courageous and willing to wear school uniforms to "return to school".

I took the invitation to enter the campus of the First Normal School. I saw more alumni wearing the latest models from major brands this season.

If which one is more popular, the chance of hitting the shirt is about to catch up with the uniform of the First Division.

Among these colorful clothes, Wen Yufeng and Qin Qing, who were dressed up in school, almost became the focus of many people as soon as they entered the school.

"Fuck, isn't that Wen Yufeng?"

——As soon as she stepped on the main road, Qin Qing heard a low voice from a group of people not far away.

"Wen Yufeng? Who is Wen Yufeng?"

"... Don't you know the thirty-seventh school bully? When he was in the first division, none of the third middle schools dared to come to the gate of the school... hey, you don't even know that you are from the first division. Huh?"

"..."

The disturbing voices over there drifted away with the steps of Qin Qing and Wen Yufeng.

After walking a certain distance, Qin Qing suddenly chuckled. She turned her face to her side, looking at the sharp and handsome man beside her, smiling uncontrollably—

"Well the school bully, haven't seen him in a few years, Jiwei is still there?"

The man who was named stopped his figure, turned around, and repeated meaningfully: "'Wen the school bully'?"

Qin Qing still laughed: "Otherwise, what is it called?"

"Called by name."

"……what?"

"When I borrowed your book, you owed me one time, did you forget?"

"..."

Qin Qing really forgot. After flipping through the memory for a while, she flipped the past from the depths of her mind.

————

"Call me."

...

"Name, you can't leave one of three words."

...

"I will give you the book if you call."

————

Thinking of the time when the man leaned over at his desk, every look on that face seemed to be vivid.

After thinking for a while, Qin Qing's eyes curled up.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wen Yufeng asked her.

Qin Qing: "I can't help but smile when I think of you at that time."

"Oh?"

Wen Yufeng narrowed his eyes lightly, "I was ridiculous at that time?"

"No." Qin Qing shook her head, but her smile became heavier, her beautiful apricot eyes bent into crescents, "At that time, I was a little afraid of you. The first time I heard that kind of request, I felt that something was wrong with you. ——But it’s even more scary."

"...Afraid of me?" Wen Yufeng laughed softly, "You were not afraid of me at all at that time, you are the least afraid of me in the school."

"how is this possible?"

Qin Qing deliberately made a little exaggerated expression, but her smiling eyes betrayed her mood.

"At that time, you looked terrible. When you look at people, you look like a tiger just waking up, lazily and fiercely vigorous, and you always feel like you will be swallowed by you accidentally."

As Qin Qing said, she swept Wen Yufeng up and down with her eyes again and again, and then she shook her head, "I think there is something wrong."

"What is missing?"

Wen Yufeng put his trouser pocket in and looked at Qin Qing with a smile, letting her play around.

Qin Qing leaned over, stretched out her hand to pinch the tie knot in front of Wen Yufeng's shirt, and tugged it easily, pulling it loose.

Then she stood on tiptoe again to smell Yufeng's hair.

After standing on tip for a second, she frowned, and hooked her hands in Wen Yufeng's lazy, smiling eyes: "Head down."

Wen Yufeng smiled at her unmovingly, her dark eyes shining brightly.

"do not want."

The boy's voice was slightly mute, and his smile gradually deepened.

Qin Qing tugged at his tie, did not speak, only stared at Wen Yufeng with bright apricot eyes.

After two seconds, Wen Yufeng sighed and pulled out his hand and bent down.

Qin Qing smiled crookedly, stretched out her hand without hesitation, and rubbed the boy's neat black hair.

Different from the person's always sharp-edged character, the black shredded hair started with a very soft touch, which made Qin Qing feel like he was giving some big cats the hair.

She thought for a while, stood on tiptoes to Wen Yufeng's ear, and chuckled:

"I wanted to do this the first time I saw you outside that convenience store."

——

"It's as soft as I thought. I heard that people with soft hair have very good personalities."

The originally neat black hair had been rubbed into a mess, and Wen Yufeng looked up helplessly.

"I have a good personality?"

Qin Qing nodded without hesitation, her lips curled softly: "It's good for me."

Wen Yufeng was startled slightly.

And here, Qin Qing has already withdrawn half a step, smiling and admiring her perfect work——

"This is just like you back then."

"Me at that time?"

"Yeah." Qin Qing paused and smiled, "Brother Yu."

Wen Yufeng's eyes deepened.

After two seconds, he reluctantly opened his eyes sideways, and raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead——

"In the future, you will only be able to call that way when I ask you to call that way."

"Huh? Why?"

"Otherwise," he laughed in a low voice, looking back at her, "Something will happen."