After cross-wearing with Xihua, I feel so fragrant

A little demented by the bad news that he was going to take the sixth-level exam in a few months, Qiu Anbai simply turned his eyes away and emptied his mind to look at his fingers.

Qiu Anbai is a very lazy person. I think back then when I was still in a tiring high school life where a group of people crowded into a small classroom, everyone was exhausted. The teacher was spitting all over the podium, and only she could play with erasers and be dazed below. one day.

She called it evasive learning to herself. Properly relaxing the brain can make the thinking go faster.

What's more, Jiang Ke's slender and fair fingers are much more beautiful than rubber.

Not to mention her own condition, her nails are round and neatly trimmed.

Qiu Anbai felt that Jiang Ke must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And God seems to give special favor to this obsessive-compulsive disorder, with such an amazing body and good brain, it doesn't matter, but his hands are so good-looking!

Compared with Jiang Ke, she herself is absolutely miserable.

Before Qiu Anbai could sigh, the phone she was still holding vibrated.

Qiu Anbai felt that her wrist was numb from the shock, she stood up, shook her hand, walked to the trash can next to her, and threw the skewer with only a wooden stick in it.

Qiu Anbai is now in a park built beside a river, the air is filled with damp and fishy smell, she taps on her phone and walks along the path.

After exiting that file, there was another content in the chat box between Jiang Ke and her.

Jiang Ke: The time to go home is between 10:30 and 11:30.

Concise and concise, not a single extra word.

If it weren't for the two big characters Jiang Ke on the top of the chat box with Qiu Anbai's note, she might have thought that the phone was a robot.

This ruthless guy just left her here alone without saying a word of greeting.

Before Qiu Anbai finished muttering, the phone vibrated again.

Jiang Ke: My mother should be asleep at that time, please keep your voice down when you go back, so as not to wake her up.

Qiu Anbai swallowed the words "ruthless".

That's great, she's worthy of being Ma Bao. Seeing how filial she is, she's just indifferent to her.

Qiu Anbai turned off the phone in melancholy, and she decided to stay cold and not reply to Jiang Ke's news with a pinch in her heart!

Not half a minute after Xiaopang made this decision, the screen of the phone turned on again.

She opened it and saw that it was still Jiang Ke's news.

Jiang Ke: Please reply.

Qiu Anbai: "..."

Xiaopang turned his mobile phone off and on again, and after struggling for 5 minutes, he still slapped himself in the face.

Qiu Anbai: Received.

At least she didn't reply in a second, and the high-cold persona was still there.

Qiu Anbai comforted himself, but in the next second his work failed.

Still a fart.

The twilight gradually deepened, and the evening wind blew very coolly. The girl ran with difficulty on the playground, her legs ached when she lifted her legs, and her broken hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to her forehead.

Jiang Ke runs at night, this is a habit she has kept for three years.

If she doesn't have time at night, she will get up early and go for a morning run, especially when she is stressed, she will keep running until her legs can't move.

This physical numbness allows her to clear her mind.

But Qiu Anbai's physical fitness is really too bad, she can't walk at all with her fat thighs, and she has only run one lap, and she already has the feeling that she has run three laps before.

The playground is huge and quiet, with only four headlights, which dazzle your eyes when you get close, but it's pitch black when you're far away.

Jiang Ke was panting heavily, and her speed was getting slower and slower. The streetlights stretched her shadow for a while and shortened it for a while.

Jiang Ke ran three laps on his back, and when he returned to the dormitory with his body wet and sticky, there was only one person in the dormitory.

A girl with a high ponytail in pajamas is sitting at the table with her legs crossed, watching dramas.

There seemed to be an interesting plot playing on the computer, the girl laughed out loud, and when she heard the door being opened, she stopped eating melon seeds.

She leaned up and looked towards the door, muttering, "Pang, why did you come back so late, Tangtang and the others have all gone out to play with their partners, and we are single, why don't you..."

The girl's complaining words stopped the moment she saw Jiang Ke clearly, and her eyes were filled with astonishment: "Little fat...are you going for a run?"

Jiang Ke's breathing has stabilized. She doesn't know the name of Qiu Anbai's roommate in front of her, and listening to the other party's chubby mouth, Jiang Ke looks around. There are only two of them in the dormitory. She thinks, this chubby should be Calling myself.

Jiang Ke was not very satisfied with this title, even though she knew that the girl's real name was Qiu Anbai.

The girl also noticed something wrong with the person in front of her, Qiu Anbai had never put on such a cold face.

But she didn't think much about it, she stood up from her seat, went to Jiang Ke who was changing shoes and continued, "Didn't you give up on losing weight? Why did you suddenly start running? Did you meet some handsome guy who was so excited?"

Jiang Ke raised his head and glanced at the girl leaning on the railing, but said nothing.

Seeing Jiang Ke ignoring her, the girl felt a little irritable, but she still suppressed and asked, "Little Fatty, what's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?"

Jiang Ke changed his shoes and straightened up. Qiu Anbai was really too short, even lower than that girl.

But the aura in Jiang Ke's eyes looking at the girl was not weak at all, "No, you are very noisy."

The girl's face turned ugly, Qiu Anbai usually coaxed her with nice words, when did she lose face like now?

The girl turned her head and took two steps back to her seat, murmuring to herself, she didn't know who she was mocking, "I'm going to shiver after caring, my body smells so bad from sweating."

Jiang Ke pursed her lips, she felt that Qiu Anbai's relationship in the dormitory was not handled well.

Jiang Ke, who is used to being self-centered, didn't even realize that this might be her own problem.

Jiang Ke didn't know where Qiu Anbai's things were placed on the balcony, but she didn't plan to use them either. Although this was Qiu Anbai's body, theoretically it wasn't someone else's stuff, but she always felt uncomfortable .

So Jiang Ke bought all the towels, toiletries, underwear, etc. again.

After Jiang Ke took a shower, the other two roommates came back one after another.

When she was standing on the balcony to dry clothes, she heard the girl from the other side of the door who had previously clashed with her complain to other roommates.

The sound insulation was so poor that Jiang Ke almost heard every word.

"Don't you know yet? Xiaopang has such a good temper, he must be in a bad mood today, and only when something happened to him will he speak badly to you. Don't be sad."

"I've never seen Xiaopang lose her temper. Will she still throw a face at others? My God, I really want to see it."

"That's right, she's always been cowardly."

Jiang Ke thought of Qiu Anbai's shrinking look. Although this kind of comment was not very pleasant, she thought it was very pertinent.

The old and cowardly chubby was about to sneak into the door at this moment.

Jiang Ke was right, Jiang Yan was already asleep, the room was pitch black, and the air was cold, but Qiu Anbai didn't dare to turn on the light.

Not only because of Jiang Ke's instructions, but she herself was also very afraid of facing Jiang Yan.

Qiu Anbai carried slippers, and tiptoed into the door with bare feet touching the black.

As the door closed with a "squeak", Qiu Anbai's heart dropped to the ground.

Leaning her back against the head of the door, she exhaled, feeling that all of her energy for the day had been devoted to this room.

The lights turned on suddenly, but because of the color design of the room, the gloomy atmosphere inside did not decrease a bit.

Qiu Anbai looked up, she thought that if a person lived in such an environment for many years, then her psychology must be abnormal.

Jiang Ke's room had its own bathroom. When Qiu Anbai was taking a bath, she looked at Nuo Da's bathtub and supplemented what she had just thought - that psychotic guy is still a rich woman.

After taking a bath, Qiu Anbai fell on the bed with a scent all over her body.

Jiang Ke's bed was very soft, Qiu Anbai tilted his head and sniffed, and there was a very clear grass fragrance on his neck, a bit like the fragrance of bamboo.

There are many regulations in Jiang Ke's document to Qiu Anbai, one of which is that he must go to bed before twelve o'clock every night.

Qiu Anbai can understand, after all, she is a beauty, and her daily routine is also a key part of maintaining her beauty.

But understanding is understanding, and it is still very difficult for her to implement it.

The location of this community is very good. It is some distance away from the road, and the roar of vehicles cannot be heard at all. In the silence, the room looks even darker.

The air seemed to be weighed down on his body, Qiu Anbai stared at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

For the first time, Qiu Anbai knew that she still recognized the bed, or not. She just couldn't relax in this depressing environment.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when Qiu Anbai blinked and turned on the phone again, it was exactly twelve o'clock.

Qiu Anbai felt his still active brain cells, and felt that since it was past twelve o'clock, any later would be past twelve o'clock, and the result would be the same.

Thinking of this, Qiu Anbai played with his phone with peace of mind.

She didn't remember when she fell asleep, she only remembered that when her consciousness was overwhelmed by fatigue, the screen of the phone was still on and the song was playing with tiny vibrations.

When she woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly into the room, Qiu Anbai squinted her eyes slightly and groped around beside the pillow, only to find the mobile phone that she had thrown aside at some point.

Picking up the phone to see, the phone is dead and turned off.

Her mind was still a little sleepy, as if something heavy was falling down.

Qiu Anbai struggled to sit up and charged his phone, then went to the bathroom with his slippers on.

After finishing grooming, he went out of the room and saw the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Qiu Anbai's sleepiness was completely awakened.

Why did she come out so calmly?He actually forgot about Jiang Yan!

When Qiu Anbai wanted to take back his steps and hide in the room, it was too late.

The woman sat on the sofa in an overly upright posture, with her head slightly lowered, and the direction of the backlight outlined her profile very clearly.

Jiang Yan paused as she tapped on the keyboard of her laptop, then raised her head to look at Qiu Anbai with no emotion on her face, "Jiang Ke."

She called her by her full name, with a strict eye, in Qiu Anbai's impression, only when Qiu's mother was very angry at her home would she call her like that.

Qiu Anbai's retreating posture froze, her heart suddenly lifted, she turned her head and smiled and called the woman "Mom."