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Chapter 47

Jiang Dudu knew that Tang Qingyi and Tangtang not only did not report to the class for review, but had fun playing in the country for half a month, and then jealously harassed them for a whole week until school started.

"Today's review is about space vectors, what?"

"The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky... I know there is no college entrance examination, but do you still remember how to write the first three characters?"

"I did two sets of six-level real questions today, hehehe, I'm not crazy, I'm really happy."

And so on.

It is reported that Jiang Dudu not only failed to travel abroad with his parents during the Spring Festival, but was entrusted by his mother to a math teacher who celebrated the New Year alone in the same community.

Jiang Dudu was stared at reviewing, so he could only use his mobile phone to type while going to the bathroom.

Regarding this, Tang Qing was also calm.

After getting off the high-speed train, she made a phone call: "Jiang Dudu, Tangtang and I brought special products, come quickly."

Even though he is in the experimental class, Jiang Dudu has absolute enthusiasm for things other than study.

She pointed to Tang Qingyi's note on the screen, sighed for a while, and dragged Baoqiu's math teacher to let her go quickly.

So, not long after Tang Qingyi and the two put down their luggage, Jiang Dudu yelled for Tang Qingyi to go downstairs to pick her up.

"Delicious." Jiang Dudu squatted on the floor to pick up the suitcase after entering the door, with plum cake in his mouth, and whimpered to stuff the candy into his mouth.

Tang Qing also glanced at her lightly, and she reluctantly moved aside so that Tang Qing could pack the things out of the box.

Jiang Dudu didn't sit up, leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding the trash can under his elbow, and put it in front of him.

It happened that Tang Tang came out of the bedroom, she looked at the pastry in Jiang Dudu's hand, poured a glass of warm water and came over.

She handed the water glass to Jiang Dudu: "Dudu, the pastries need to be warmed up, otherwise the taste will be worse."

Jiang Dudu covered his mouth to express his thanks, for fear that if he opened his mouth, crumbs of the pastry would be scattered everywhere.

Not long ago, Jiang Dudu cut his hair short and shook his head like a little lion.

"Tutu, don't worry." Tang Tang smiled.

She and Tang Qing also looked at each other, and the smile on the corners of their lips tightened a bit.Tang Tang hesitated with his fingertips, and picked a few sweet cakes from Tang Qingyi's hand.

Raising his eyes and lowering his eyebrows, there seemed to be a puddle of soft spring water in his pupils.

Afterwards, Tang Tang entered the kitchen.

Jiang Dudu stared blankly at the girl's smile, then stared at Tang Tang to leave.

She knows that Tang Tang looks good, but she has seen too many good-looking people.

There are appreciations, but surprises are rare.

Tangtang's demeanor is clean and pure, but her brows and eyes are newly revealed, and when she smiles, the end of her eyes slowly curls up beautifully.

Tangtang changed into her home clothes, her wrists and ankles were slender, her joints were covered in powder, and covered in a lustrous white, with a slight movement, she revealed eye-catching lines.

Holding the water glass in his hand, Jiang Dudu came back to his senses. Taking a casual look from the corner of his eye, he found Tang Qingyi's eyes were on the direction of the kitchen.

Quietly, immersed.

Jiang Dudu's teeth hit the cup wall.

A certain guess rolled on the tip of her tongue as usual.She bit her lip, couldn't hold back, and stammered.

"Tang Qingyi." She pretended to be calm, but her voice crackled in her ears.

"Are you dating Tang Tang?"

Tang Qing didn't respond either, but just looked over with a little diversion.

Quietly inspecting and sizing up, no joy or anger can be seen.

Jiang Dudu bit the bullet.

"Have you been together a long time ago? I always feel that the relationship between the two of you is different from other people...I mean other girls. "

Compared with good friends or girlfriends, there is an extra layer of ambiguity and unspeakable tacit understanding.

She was stared at by Tang Qingyi, and her mind suddenly became hot, "You... Will you get married in the future? Our country has passed the marriage law."

marry.

Jiang Dudu noticed that Tang Qingyi's expression moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the gaze on himself became a little gentler.

Jiang Dudu felt that he was being "watched".

That kind of gaze that listens attentively after being "dialed" suddenly.

She clenched the water glass tightly, her mouth moving quickly: "I have a distant cousin who got a certificate with his boyfriend last year. Now he is traveling all over the world and took photos for us two days ago. There is also an aunt who has been single for many years, and Her 'bestie' is planning to get married—”

"—" Jiang Dudu gasped, "You two are married...can you find me as a bridesmaid?"

Obviously, the horoscope has not been written yet, Jiang Dudu asked for it on his own.

In mid-February, the sunlight outside the window is as thin as cicada's wings, and the wooden flower stand on the balcony casts light shadows, and the branches and leaves sway gently and rustle.

Tang Tang was washing the tableware in the kitchen. The water flow was thin and clear, and the dishes were stacked on top of each other, making a crisp sound.

Jiang Dudu smelled the sweet aroma of pastries after being heated.

She saw Tang Qing also lifted her lips: "Yes."

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In the sprint stage of the third year of high school, the class fell into mechanical busyness and some kind of extreme frenzy.

Tangtang was infected by this atmosphere, and was much more nervous than usual, and would silently recite knowledge points or ponder exercises before going to bed at night.

Tang Qingyi has been reading some travel notes recently. Tang Tang is not interested in articles that are too literary, and prefers these essays.

Tang Qing also turned on the desk lamp and turned a few pages, but the weight he should have felt did not come from his shoulders for a long time.