After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

Feng Jiuci had a sore nose.

Now he understands why Jiang Yuchen loves to cry so much.

He took a step back.

Just about to leave quietly.

"Hey?"

An Qi spotted him in time, her eyes were slightly bright, and she ran over with her painting tools in her arms, "Brother Nine, why are you here?"

"..."

It was too late to run.

Feng Jiuci endured the stuffiness in his heart, and forced a smile, "I'm passing by Jiang University on business, so I stopped by to see you."

"The temperature is below zero today, you don't look at the temperature when you do things, why don't you wear so little?"

Feng Jiuci was still wearing the clothes he went to Linjiang City yesterday, a thin printed sweater and jeans. The temperature was not so low yesterday. After the snow stopped overnight, the temperature suddenly dropped today.

"not cold."

"Really or not." An Qi was dubious, she reached out her hand to touch Feng Jiuci's hand, and said speechlessly, "Hands are as cold as ice, and you still insist that they are not cold, don't feel that you are cold at a young age. Cold-resistant, if you don’t pay attention to keeping warm now, you will know it will be uncomfortable when you get older.”

She stuffed the painting utensils into Feng Jiuci's arms.

Seeing that he was stunned and didn't respond, he said angrily, "Are you stupid? Hold me for a while."

"Oh."

Feng Jiuci helped her hold the painting utensils, An Qi took off her scarf, and tiptoed to wrap the scarf around Feng Jiuci's neck.The two got very close, and Feng Jiuci saw her fair little face so close.

He held his breath unconsciously.

The scarf was very warm, carrying the temperature of her body, which instantly warmed her body.

"Uh... the color doesn't match your clothes well, but it's fine if it keeps you warm. Don't dislike it."

"..."

After wrapping up the scarf, An Qi backed away.

Feng Jiuci felt lost.

The body warms up.

A heart seemed to warm up.

He looked down at the end of the scarf hanging down. The bright red scarf did not match his clothes, but he was completely reluctant to take it off.

"Okay, give it to me."

Feng Jiuci hugged the painting utensils, "Let me get them for you."

An Qi was not polite to him, she rubbed her hands, put her hands into the pockets of the down jacket, and said with crooked eyebrows, "Thank you then."

She smiled sweetly, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

Feng Jiuci's heart beat two beats faster.

The two walked out side by side.

one second.

two seconds.

five seconds later...

Feng Jiuci couldn't hold back, he cleared his throat, "Is that... just now your boyfriend?"

"Ah?" An Qi turned to look at him blankly, "What boyfriend?"

"It's the boy in the black jacket and glasses who didn't look very smart."

"..."

Angie's mouth twitched.

She glared at Feng Jiuci, "He looks so honest and honest, how come you say he's not very smart."

He hasn't said anything yet.

She took care of it.

Feng Jiuci instantly turned sour into lemon essence.

He didn't speak, and looked at An Qi with a sullen face. An Qi didn't notice his mood change, so she changed the subject, "Besides, who said that boy is my boyfriend."

Feng Jiuci was taken aback.

He obviously felt that his fresh heart began to beat strongly again, "Isn't it your boyfriend? Then why are you accepting love letters from him?"

"Who accepted his love letter." An Qi angrily took out the envelope from her pocket, opened the envelope in front of Feng Jiuci, and took out a small stack of banknotes from inside, "Here is money, okay?"

Feng Jiuci was dumbfounded, "Why did they give you money?"

"Speaking of this, I would like to thank you. Didn't you introduce me to a few mural businesses before? People thought that my classmates and I painted well, and then introduced us to another order. The boy just painted with me Classmates of murals."

An Qi explained, "After the work was over, the company's finances gave him the money. It was supposed to be [-]-[-] cents, but at that time the classmate had some difficulties, so he borrowed my part of the money for temporary use. Just now People are paying back the money. Returning the love letter... You thought it was when you were in school. In our era, love is always confessed directly, and there has been no love letter for a long time."

"..."

It turned out to be an oolong.

Fortunately, it was an oolong.

Feng Jiuci came to life in an instant.

"Haha, so that's the case. Let me just say, you often look at this handsome face of my young master, how could you fall in love with that kind of mediocre boy. Hahaha, I misunderstood my misunderstanding."

Sudden.

When he realized something, he stared at An Qi, "An Xiaoqi, what do you mean by your era, my young master is only eight years behind you."

"Eight years old, one more year old will be three generation gaps, the difference is not much."

"..."

Heartbroken.

But compared to An Qi having a boyfriend, Feng Jiuci can completely digest this level of worry.

An Qi shook the envelope in her hand, "It's better to come early than to come by coincidence. It just so happens that I have money now. I'll treat you to hot pot tonight. Do you want to go?"

"Go, go decisively."

then.

After An Qi put the painting utensils in the dormitory, she took Feng Jiu and resigned for dinner.

There is a lot to eat near the university town.

But An Qi is no longer as difficult as before, she deliberately took Feng Jiu to resign from a chain hot pot restaurant with a high per capita consumption.

"I'm treating you today, just order whatever you want."

Feng Jiuci teased, "Yo, are you suddenly rich?"

"No matter how rich I am, I can still be richer than you." An Qi sat opposite Feng Jiuci, the hot pot restaurant was full of heat, she took off her down jacket and put it on the sofa, "You have helped me a lot, I have always wanted Thank you very much for coming. But before I was too poor, I could only pick and choose, but now I have more money, so of course I want to treat you to a big meal."

"Oh." Feng Jiuci continued to tease, "It turns out that conscience found out."

"Look at what you said, you have always had a conscience, okay? You were poor before, and a penny is hard for a hero, do you understand? Oh, I tell you that you don't understand, and you have never been poor."

"Then I ordered?"

"Click, whatever."

Feng Jiuci was not polite to her either, he ordered a mandarin duck pot, and then ordered a lot of dishes including meat and vegetables, after he finished ordering, he pushed the menu to An Qi, "See if there is anything you want to add."

An Qi looked at it, and said in surprise, "You ordered all the food I like, it seems that our tastes are very similar."

"That's great, I can cook for dinner in the future."

"Okay." An Qi added a bottle of Sprite, called the waiter, handed the menu to the waiter, and then said to Feng Jiuci, "I will have winter vacation in two days, and I don't plan to work part-time this winter vacation. When you are free, prepare to draw and practice at home. I cook and eat by myself. If you are free, you can go to my house to eat."

Feng Jiuci's eyes lit up, "I don't study much, so don't lie to me."

"Announce in advance, it's just commonplace."

"Ok."

The waiter brings out the hot pot soup base.

Before the food was served, An Qi's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she answered the call immediately.

"Dad? I'm having dinner with my friends. Now? Which door are you at? I'll go over now... with brother Jiu, he's passing by the school, I'll treat him to hot pot."

After chatting for a few words, the phone hung up.

Feng Jiuci asked An Qi, "Going?"

"Don't go."

An Qi scratched her face, seemingly puzzled, "My dad sent me something, and he asked me to pick it up. He knew we were eating out, so he said he would drive me over."

"..."

Feng Jiuci narrowed his eyes.

He probably came here because he knew that An Qi was having dinner with him.