My roommate is not cute at all

Shen Yuezhi looked at Lin Tao's expression gradually becoming suddenly enlightened, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

During the 10-minute break, Xie Qingyang was always at Lin Tao's seat.

Soon Lin Tao was not the only one listening to her.First, Lin Tao's deskmate also came over, and then the front desk...

In the end, Shen Yuezhi could hardly see Xie Qingyang's back clearly.The good-looking girl was surrounded by people, but she was still calm and her back was straight.

Shen Yuezhi imagined Xie Qingyang's mental activities at this moment, and felt that the other party would probably think, why are Jiaming's students so disobedient to the Basic Law, and none of them studied hard for a month in the first year of high school.

Trying to recall the geography scores in the first monthly exam class in the first year of high school, the average score was probably too miserable, and she really vaguely remembered...about 40?

Shen Yuezhi bit the tip of her pen, sat upright, and looked down at her notebook.

Xie Qingyang still has a few other notes to make up. Does she have to go to Lin Tao at that time?Then do it again?

Thinking of this, Shen Yuezhi turned sideways, and crossed the corridor to pat Qu Lulu.

Qu Lulu was reading something, but now she was so startled that she almost jumped up, hurriedly picked up an exercise book from the side and put it on top of the book in front of her, then turned her head to look behind her.

Nothing.

Shen Yuezhi: "...What are you looking at?"

Qu Lulu turned her head and looked at her speechlessly: "What are you doing to shoot me? I was so shocked, I thought it was a disciplinary inspection."

Shen Yuezhi was too lazy to complain about his persecution paranoia, so he simply stood up and walked to the other side's table, and moved the exercise book away.Next, as expected, is the magazine, Scary Stories.She looked at the title of the article on the page she was opening, and she understood: "Discipline inspection? I'm afraid of some long-haired female ghost."

Qu Lulu resolutely changed the subject: "So what are you filming me for?"

"Oh," Shen Yuezhi replied calmly, "Give me your political and historical notes. Wait, the next class is history class, so just give me your political notes."

☆、Chapter 7

Qu Lulu said, "Who are you? Has my senior sister been dropped?"

Shen Yuezhi waited for a while, but the listed junior in front of him seemed to have not reacted.She gradually felt impatient and urged him: "Why, is the notebook in the dormitory?"

Qu Lulu shook her head slowly, and stiffly took out a 16-carat rubber book, and handed it to Shen Yuezhi.

Most of the pages in the book are empty, only the first three or four pages have content.Shen Yuezhi flipped through it, feeling satisfied. She should be able to finish copying such a small amount of content in a short time, and then...you can lend it to Xie Qingyang.

You have to act fast, and you have to get it done before the political class in the afternoon.

It wasn't until Shen Yuezhi sat back in her seat that Qu Lulu suddenly touched her forehead, and whispered to herself: "I don't have a fever, do I? Master must be very happy to know, blah blah."

It's a pity that he didn't bring his mobile phone, so he couldn't tell the owner of the Shen family martial arts gym the news immediately.The senior sister who has always been a headache for the master knows how to study!

It must be the credit of the new classmates, Qu Lulu thought, on behalf of all the brothers and sisters, I must thank the new classmates =v=

When the class bell rang, Xie Qingyang finally came back, holding a notebook belonging to the representative of the mathematics class in his hand.

Beside the transfer student, Shen Yuezhi held a pen seriously and stared at the table.

It was still very hot today, but Xie Qingyang never seemed to break a sweat.She put Lin Tao's notebook aside, looked at the class schedule, took out a new notebook from her desk pocket, and wrote: History on the title page.

After a pause, the transfer student who had learned his lesson went directly past Shen Yuezhi and asked Qu Lulu, "Hi, how much did you talk about in the history class before... how many pages are there?"

Qu Lulu replied in seconds: "I wrote a page and a half. You can see that our characters are not much different." With kirakira eyes, she picked up her notebook and showed it to Xie Qingyang.

Xie Qingyang nodded: "Thank you."

Qu Lulu hurriedly said: "Thank you, we are all classmates." Besides, you have influenced the stubborn senior sister.

Shen Yuezhi sat between the two of them, watching Xie Qingyang stretch his head, the collarbone at the neckline became much more prominent because of her movements, and the shape was beautiful, which made the little artistic cells in the school bully students have a tendency to wake up.

She consciously leaned back a little, and wanted her new deskmate not to talk to Qu Lulu in this posture.I don't know if Xie Qingyang understood her good intentions. In short, the transfer student sat down again quickly, as if he thought about it for a while, and finally left two pages conservatively.

In this gap, the history teacher walked into the classroom, and the monitor shouted: "Stand up!"

A group of students stood up and bowed: "Hello, teacher."

The history teacher smiled and stood still on the podium: "Hello, students."

Monitor: "Sit!"

Throughout the history class, Shen Yuezhi was making up political notes.After all, the history teacher kept copying things on the blackboard, but he didn't notice the little tricks of a very tall girl in the fifth row.

She made it up very hard, especially if she couldn't miss what the history teacher was talking about.

Occasionally resting for a while, Shen Yuezhi rubbed her hands, turned her head to look at Xie Qingyang.The transfer student who has always been happy to memorize English in other classes seems to have forgotten his own personality, pressing down on the notebook with one hand, and writing hard with the other.

Even when the teacher was explaining the notes just now, Xie Qingyang didn't take out a word.She rested her chin on one hand and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of the blackboard. There seemed to be a flash of light in her amber pupils.

Seeing Xie Qingyang like this, Shen Yuezhi felt something.

Her new deskmate...does she want to major in history in college?

"No, I'm going to apply for finance."

What the first sister Jiaming didn't expect was that after she had made enough mental preparations and racked her brains to recall the comparison and ranking of various subjects in Top2, when she and her new deskmate brought up the topic of "ideal university", Xie Qingyang said nothing. Beat her speechless.

Shen Yuezhi habitually wanted to grab her hair, but halfway through the movement, she realized that she had a small hair tie.She had to pull her own braid instead, and then asked Xie Qingyang: "Hey, do you like this aspect?"

Xie Qingyang said: "I don't really like it..." She carefully looked at what she had written in the last class, and used correction fluid to correct a few words that were not neatly written, "What about you?"

Shen Yuezhi was speechless.

Xie Qingyang said: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Shen Yuezhi played a straight ball with her: "Just, I saw that you listened very carefully in the last class, and you didn't get distracted at all, so I wonder if you want to learn history."

Xie Qingyang glanced at her unexpectedly, his eyes seemed to say: "You have nothing to do, just watch what I do."

But of course a polite transfer student would not say such a thing.In fact, Xie Qingyang's next sentence pulled the chat between classes to another direction.She said: "This teacher speaks very well. It can be seen that he is very experienced and has a complete system."

Shen Yuezhi: "Uh."

Xie Qingyang asked: "Did he take you in the second year of high school?"

Shen Yuezhi shook her head.

Xie Qingyang said: "Then when he gave you the first class, did he say when the round of review will end?"

Shen Yuezhi looked at her new deskmate in confusion, and after all she used her brains, she answered, "It seems to have happened... Let me think about it, next March?"

Xie Qingyang said: "Well, almost."

Shen Yuezhi asked: "Why did you say this suddenly?"

Xie Qingyang replied: "I think... as long as he memorizes a round of his notes completely, the subject of history will be almost stable in the college entrance examination."

Shen Yuezhi finally realized that it was his deskmate who saw his scumbag nature and was giving her advice.

There were many emotions in Shen Yuezhi's heart, the most was surprise, there was a little joy, and there was annoyance.

What kind of attitude did Xie Qingyang take to tell her these things?Is it pure kindness, or is it something else... At this time, Shen Yuezhi no longer regards his new deskmate as someone who disdains to be with "students". these people.

She only knew that she had a good impression of Xie Qingyang, so she couldn't help but guess that Xie Qingyang was good.

Besides, maybe it's not as complicated as she thought.Shen Yuezhi asked herself, did she understand this transfer student? When there was only a tablemate relationship between him and the other party who would soon break up, and he hadn't even spoken a few words, the answer was undoubtedly no. of.

That being the case, what kind of position is she standing on to figure out the other party's mind?

Shen Yuezhi: "...um."

Xie Qingyang continued: "The teacher's lectures in class can be regarded as interesting. You just need to remember the meaning of some analytical content. If you listen to a class well, you should be able to memorize half of it. Review it again in the evening self-study...Of course, These things will be forgotten and have to be remembered repeatedly.”

Shen Yuezhi's voice became firmer: "Yes."

Xie Qingyang: "So the next class should be a good one?"

Shen Yuezhi: "OK."

Xie Qingyang: "Just stop copying Qu Lulu's notes."

Shen Yuezhi: "Okay... what did you say?"

Xie Qingyang turned around dishonestly: "Class is over."

Shen Yuezhi looked at her side face with mixed emotions in her heart.

What the new deskmate was thinking, she really couldn't guess at all.

The "next class" that Xie Qingyang said is just around the corner.

Shen Yuezhi looked at the history teacher who swayed in with a water glass, and every movement clearly expressed "I'm going to continue the story, you listen quickly", and suddenly found it interesting.

Jiaming's class schedule is so weird. There are ten periods a week for mathematics and mathematics, and five periods for history and geology. In addition, courses other than Chinese have evening self-study tutoring once a week.The huge amount of courses has a direct consequence, that is, in many cases, the two consecutive sections are the same course.

There are legends in the world that some teachers will simply choose to take two classes for [-] minutes, saying that most of the senior high school students are also adults, and there is nothing wrong with experiencing college life in advance.

Students who graduated from Jiaming: I feel like I have been cheated for a century. Other universities are not like this!Obviously there is also a break/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

Fortunately, Shen Yuezhi has never encountered such a teacher.

She was embarrassed to ask Xie Qingyang if she could wait until she finished copying the political notes before lending her.Even Xiaoba Shen herself finds this kind of mentality too strange, not to mention anything else, if she really thinks that Xie Qingyang is a nice person, she should be optimistic that Xie Qingyang will make more friends in the new class, instead of just sitting next to her and feeling the lonely sandbank cold.

Shen Yuezhi rubbed the center of her brows, feeling that she was really thinking too much.

Cranky, it is better to attend class.

I always feel that this morning has passed, and there are more dead brain cells than in the previous two years...

Beside her, Qu Lulu was so moved that she didn't know what to say.All he saw was Xie Qingyang talking to the senior sister, and the senior sister was refreshed, looking like a future pillar of the motherland.

You should call all the brothers and sisters here to drink the chicken soup for the soul from the High School Affiliated to Jiangda University.

Qu Lulu thought wildly, but quickly calmed down and followed the teacher's train of thought.

History teachers are obviously divided into three major frameworks, politics, economy and culture.

At the beginning, I talked about the political module, starting with Zhou's family.Up to now is the third class of the new senior year, and the timeline has entered the Qin Dynasty.

Xie Qingyang felt that what the teacher said was lively and interesting, but Shen Yuezhi didn't think so at all.Probably because of her poor foundation, every noun she heard seemed to be familiar, but when she thought about it further, she had no idea what the teacher was talking about.

Fortunately, the teacher's lectures were indeed very detailed, and most of Shen Yuezhi's confusions were answered in class.She was very clear about what kind of chicken soup she was fed by Xie Qingyang. It just means that it is not impossible to learn what should be learned in three years in the third year of high school...Of course, it will be very tiring.

Shen Yuezhi rubbed her face and asked Xie Qingyang: "Same table, do you want to eat together? Can you tell me about the geography problem just now?"

Xie Qingyang nodded: "Your reflex arc is so long."

Shen Yuezhi: "???" Isn't she a liberal arts student?

The author has something to say: Amway has a movie, "The Grandson Comes from America".

The theme is family love + cultural inheritance, the story of the crooked nut kernel grandson and the local grandfather, small cost, many details are very warm =v= It is a movie that can be watched comfortably.

☆、Chapter 8

Qu Lulu recorded without anyone noticing:

On July 7th, the senior sister was also studying hard today, and the new students gave her lectures in a very harmonious manner.

On July 7st, the afternoon math class was called again by the teacher!Am I the murderer whose surname is Gao?But Xie Qingyang is really good. I feel like I can do anything. I asked her a finale question at the end of last semester yesterday, and she solved it in 21 minutes.The gap between people is really——

"...what are you writing?"

Shen Yuezhi didn't know when she stood behind him, with a basketball in her arm, and looked at her nominal junior with interest: "Diary?"

Qu Lulu or2 face: "Why do you always look at other people's things!?"

Shen Yuezhi didn't take it seriously: "I didn't know you were writing this. Besides, whose diary only writes one sentence a day, Xie Qingyang wrote much longer than you."

Qu Lulu looked at her in horror: "You still read Xie Qingyang's diary? Senior sister, senior sister, we can't just bully someone just because he's new here."

Shen Yuezhi frowned: "What are you thinking? Xie Qingyang himself said it's okay."

Qu Lulu cautiously asked, "Is it because you have been popularized about your glorious deeds, so you dare not..."

Shen Yuezhi took a deep breath.What to do, I want to hit someone.

She said coldly: "Stop writing, go down and play."

Qu Lulu earnestly said: "I think Xie Qingyang treats you very well, senior sister, you are usually the most loyal."

Shen Yuezhi slapped Qu Lulu on the head: "Shut up, you."

Qu Lulu groaned, and subconsciously looked at the seats of the transfer students.There was no one there, and he glanced at his wrist belatedly: "...Why is it so late! Go, go!"

Shen Yuezhi: "..."

She really wanted to educate her junior brother well.

What do you mean she bullied Xie Qingyang?Obviously it was Xie Qingyang who kept crushing her with IQ!

And about the diary, in Qu Lulu's eyes, she is the kind of person who would pry into other people's privacy indiscriminately?

Shen Yuezhi was furious.

Things have to be pulled back to yesterday morning.When she came to the classroom in the morning, she saw Xie Qingyang writing something again, with a very familiar date on the top.

Although Xie Qingyang's appearance is always cold and indifferent, he still has a girlish heart. Many lines are marked with colored gel pens and small symbols, making the diary much cuter.

Shen Yuezhi sighed inwardly for two or three words, and then looked away in time.After thinking about it, she reminded Xie Qingyang half-jokingly: "At the same table, why do you always come to write in the morning? I accidentally read it for two days in a row."

Xie Qingyang said calmly: "Oh."

Shen Yuezhi had a headache, so she made it clear: "If you look like this, others will see what you wrote."

Xie Qingyang said, "It's okay."

Shen Yuezhi: "Huh?"

Xie Qingyang just finished writing the Wednesday part, and wrote "July.20th" below, then raised his head and glanced at Shen Yuezhi: "Thank you, but I don't care if anyone reads it."

Shen Yuezhi looked at her incomprehensibly.

Xie Qingyang said: "If you care about it, you won't write it."

Shen Yuezhi: "That's what I said..."

Xie Qingyang: "The main reason is that it's too boring. I can't just memorize words to pass the time."

Shen Yuezhi always felt that this logic was a bit wrong, but she could only continue: "That's too tragic."

Xie Qingyang nodded: "Yes, so let's write a diary."

Shen Yuezhi: "That's right."

Thinking of what the transfer student said just now, she quickly answered, "Then can I take a look? Since you don't care."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xiaoba Shen regretted it.She is like this sometimes, what she says is too inappropriate, and she was educated by her father countless times when she was at home, and she finally achieved some results, but she still has fits of anger from time to time.

Shen Yuezhi was about to have a good laugh and get rid of his own words, when Xie Qingyang nodded indifferently, and handed her the notebook.

Shen Yuezhi: ... I really didn't mean it.

She felt embarrassed, but since the new tablemate was so generous, Shen Yuezhi also appreciated it.Besides, she was quite curious about what the other party was thinking all day long.

Shen Yuezhi was mentally prepared, thinking that even if she saw in Xie Qingyang's diary, "Our youth is always like this, there are pains and regrets, but life goes on, whether it is Jiaming or the attached high school, the college entrance examination always has to be done." Arriving"...you can still watch the words that make your stomach hurt.

She made up her mind and turned to the first page.

July.18/Tuesday/Sunny

I got up very early in the morning, crossed half of the city, and arrived at Jiaming Middle School.

I have read a lot of news about this school before, and it has been rumored on the Internet how unreasonable Jiaming's discipline inspection is.

PS. I heard that you can practice printed English in one year here? (a few well-written English words)

It was past ten o'clock when the formalities were completed, and then she was brought into the classroom by Teacher Luo.

The content of the English class is very basic.

I went to fetch water during the lunch break. The roommates are all repeat students. They were very surprised. Firstly, why did they live in the same dormitory with fresh graduates? Second, their grades this year seem to be not very good. Jiaming.

In fact, I don't quite understand it. (hand kaomoji)

I still hope that we can get along well this year.

In the afternoon, there are two consecutive Chinese lessons, and the vocabulary tasks are completed in class =v=

I was hit by little S when I passed by the basketball court, but she was pretty nice and brought me a towel for hot compresses.

Although probably useless

It was the first time I went to four consecutive evening self-study sessions, which was quite novel. ("22:20" in bold red)

July.19/Wednesday/Sunny

It's still hot.It feels very strange, the one who doesn't wear school uniform in school is either the teacher, or the discipline inspector, or me. (A simple drawing of Jiaming's school uniform)

Boiled a bowl of chicken soup for Xiao S.Hope to be as tall as her.

I was worried that Jiaming would not allow wedges to be worn, but I saw a lot of them at school, so I can change them when I go home next time.

The course content is very basic, but there is nothing else to do in class, so I have to memorize vocabulary. I think I can pass the GRE vocabulary 2-3 times this year.

Before coming to Jiaming, I saw someone’s TOEFL score in the grade group, 110+, and I was still far behind. (Crying Face Kaomoji)

July.20/Thursday/Sunny

There are no school uniforms today either.

The discipline inspection probably already knew me, at least my clothes.

I heard that the air conditioner can be repaired next week.Fortunately, the dormitory is on the first floor.

Xie Qingyang's diary came to an abrupt end here.

Shen Yuezhi handed the notebook back: "...I'm Little S?"

Xie Qingyang nodded.

Shen Yuezhi: "Because my surname is 'Shen'?"

"Correct."

"This code name is so casual, hahaha."

"Ah."

"...The morning reading has started, let's recite the text!"

Back in time, Qu Lulu clearly felt that the senior sister was really angry.

Every attack she made was extremely fierce, almost bringing him down several times.A group of people played for only 10 minutes, and Shen Yuezhi dunked the basket [-] times, each time the ball rim shook loudly.

At [-]:[-] a.m., a group of people stopped to go to dinner.Wang Yi hooked Qu Lulu's shoulders, and whispered to him, "Senior sister, these two days are so cloudy and cloudy. Tuesday is bad, Wednesday and Thursday are normal, and today..."

Qu Lulu was a bit speechless, after all, he and Shen Yuezhi were the most familiar among this group of people, so how could she just say that the senior sister just read the diary of her new classmate without any introspection.

Wang Yi obviously thought of something else, and secretly asked Qu Lulu: "Is Senior Sister here?"

Qu Lulu: "What?"

Wang Yi made an expression, implying: "It's their girl's, the inner one."

Qu Lulu complained: "What, you mean she's actually a woman?"

Wang Yi patted the good friend on the shoulder: "You know what you say, senior sister."

Qu Lulu: "..." Who started this topic first? !

The tired Qumou was halfway through eating, and finally remembered if there was something missing in front of him.

At this point, there were not many people in the cafeteria, and the group of them who played ball together just now made a bunch, so it should be easy to see that Shen Yuezhi was not among them.But just now he lost all mood because of Wang Yi's disturbance, only now did he realize Shen Yuezhi's disappearance.

Qu Lulu asked Wang Yi: "Where is the senior sister?"

Wang Yi pawed at the food on the plate, raised his head when he heard the words, he was still chewing the food, and his voice was vague: "It is said that I want to take a bath..."

Qu Lulu was dumbfounded: "What time is it? Did she say she asked me to bring her food?"

Wang Yi: "Phuket Island."

After much deliberation, Qu Lulu decided to brush two steamed buns before leaving, just in case.

He thought he had stepped into the classroom, but Shen Yuezhi was obviously not in his seat.Qu Lulu asked what the senior sister was thinking, and slowly moved to the seat, thinking whether to apologize to the new classmates, after all, sometimes the senior sister is really careless.

But when he was halfway there, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.The other party probably came running all the way, and patted him on the shoulder: "Lu'er, don't get in the way."

It's Shen Yuezhi.

Shen Yuezhi sat on the seat at the last second before the bell rang, her hair was wet and still dripping.

Xie Qingyang said, "Don't you even brush your hair?" He took out a pack of biscuits and a box of yogurt from the table pocket, and put them on the other party's table.

Shen Yuezhi said "Thank you", opened the biscuit, and asked the tablemate with a smile, "Do you want to eat?"

Xie Qingyang said: "No need."

Shen Yuezhi: "Crack, click, click."

Xie Qingyang: "...keep your voice down."

Shen Yuezhi: "Okay. Kacha Kacha."

Xie Qingyang glanced in Shen Xiaoba's direction.

The transfer student no longer wore her thrush-brown national-style half-sleeves. The clothes she was wearing were very small and fresh, with a cartoon watermelon on the light blue bottom, which made people salivate.

Her hair is a little fluffy, and it seems to have the scent of shampoo...

Shen Yuezhi finally calmed down: "Are you going to take a bath too?"

Xie Qingyang said, "Yes."

Shen Yuezhi put the biscuit in his mouth and let it soften a little bit without chewing.

Jiaming's bathhouse is simple and rude, without blocking.However, Shen Yuezhi has always been either the earliest or the latest. After two years, he didn't meet a few people he knew there.

She wanted to complain to Xie Qingyang, but for a while, she couldn't think of what to say.

The author has something to say: Thank you @科乐GN for the nutrient solution =v=

By the way, take a look at your own Weibo→@Classmate, have you memorized words today?

Let’s memorize words together hhhhh

======【Small Theater】======

Shen Yuezhi: Dear, do you want to take a bath?

Xie Qingyang: No date, we don't make a date =v=

☆、Chapter 9

At this time, Xie Qingyang had already taken out homework for various subjects and piled them on the table.While she was flipping through a copy of "May Three", Shen Yuezhi finally thought: "...Have you ever used this kind of bathhouse before? The first time I lived on campus in the first year of high school, it was summer, and I didn't take a bath for a week. I just got used to it."

Her voice is very low, almost speaking in a breathy voice, the standard "secret chat during class time".

Xie Qingyang reached for the pencil case, took out a thin mechanical pencil from it, and said, "I haven't used it, but it's okay."

Shen Yuezhi complained: "Looking at the nude bodies of a group of acquaintances, it's really scary."

Xie Qingyang said indifferently: "Oh, I'm short-sighted, and my eyes are all blurred when I take a shower, so it's nothing."

Shen Yuezhi: "...Huh."

She turned around in surprise and looked at her deskmate.

Xie Qingyang's eyes are beautiful, or in other words, every one of her facial features is beautiful, and when they are combined together, they have a different charm.

To put it an exaggeration, Shen Yuezhi only had the vivid concept of "temperament" in his mind after seeing Xie Qingyang for the first time.

This feeling is very mysterious, as if Helen Keller was guided by her tutor to touch the water in the garden for the first time, feeling the gurgling coolness slipping through her fingers.It's more like the teacher taught her words after that, and the young Helen tried to memorize them, and then the teacher told her that this is thinking.

Shen Yuezhi exhausted the little amount of extracurricular reading she had, and finally roughly described how she felt when she saw Xie Qingyang.

But right now, she was still focusing more on what her new deskmate had just said.

She looked at the bridge of the transfer student's nose until Xie Qingyang said speechlessly: "Contact lenses. You can't wear them in the shower."

Only then did Shen Yuezhi show a look of sudden realization: "That's it."

Of course she knew.

Xie Qingyang usually has no barriers in class, and can take notes well even sitting in the fifth row.And she said that she couldn't see anything clearly in the bathhouse, of course it was because she was wearing invisibility.

This idea obviously came up when Xie Qingyang finished speaking, but Shen Yuezhi probably lost his mind at that moment and stared at the transfer student for too long, which made Xie Qingyang misunderstand and felt that she couldn't turn the corner.

Misunderstandings are fine, Xiaoba Shen made a decision in his heart, otherwise how would he explain that he kept staring at him?

Xie Qingyang reminded her: "Do your homework."

Shen Yuezhi came back to her senses, and smiled at her, the water drops from her hair left a water stain on her shoulders.Ordinarily, this look is really unfashionable, but probably because of Shen Yuezhi...

Xie Qingyang handed the tablemate a piece of paper: "Wipe off the water at the bottom of the hair."

Shen Yuezhi: "Ah, thank you. By the way, how much is your degree?"

"A little over 400." Xie Qingyang reported a vague number.Then, her lips were slightly pursed. I don't know if it was Shen Yuezhi's illusion. She always felt that the corners of her new tablemate's lips had a slight curvature... Then, Shen Yuezhi heard Xie Qingyang say: "When I came out of the bathhouse today, I looked at you. Until you are still playing."

Shen Yuezhi swallowed another biscuit.

Xie Qingyang: "Very powerful."

Shen Yuezhi smiled secretly.

Xie Qingyang: "But it's still not good to eat this for dinner, do you usually do this?"

Shen Yuezhi hurriedly said: "No, I usually go to eat in the last ten minutes, but today I went to take a shower." As she spoke, she looked in the direction of Qu Lulu next to her, "Actually, the one who played together Helping people...the relationship is pretty good, but they are so big-hearted, they don't wash for two or three days in a row, and they don't feel sweaty on their bodies."

Xie Qingyang seemed to be unable to restrain his laughter. On second thought, if he was mixed with a bunch of sweaty boys, he probably couldn't bear it.

But having said that, this assumption was not established.

Shen Yuezhi was still rambling; "Actually, it's nothing, usually Qu Lulu brings me two steamed buns."

Xie Qingyang paused.

Shen Yuezhi: "I didn't expect you to bring me this hahaha."

Xie Qingyang thought about it, and decided to tell her: "Just now when Qu Lulu came in, he seemed to be carrying something, you can ask him?"