The gentleman, he is spoiled

Qiao Huan pulled Wen Liangcheng to his other side, and brushed off Wen Liangcheng's sleeve that was grabbed just now: "Let's go."

Wen Liangcheng nodded, turned to Gu Han and said, "Senior, I will go back to school by myself before going to bed, thank you for your concern"

Gu Han glanced at the man next to Wen Liangcheng, turned his gaze back, and smiled: "Well, don't forget to tell me when you go back to the dormitory."

Wen Liangcheng responded casually, and was dragged away by Qiao Huan.

Along the way, the silence between the two was surprisingly quiet. Wen Liangcheng sneaked a glance at Qiao Huan's pretty side face, and he felt that Qiao Huan seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Brother Huan?" Wen Liangcheng whispered.

"Yeah" someone who cherishes words like gold.

Wen Liangcheng stopped in front of him, pulling his open coat: "Are you angry? Because that senior said you have a bad temper"

Qiao Huan pursed his lips: "No."

After finishing speaking, he clenched Wen Liangcheng's palm and continued to walk forward, but he still didn't say a word.

Wen Liangcheng gave a "tss" and said in a low voice, "Obviously I'm angry."

After walking for a while, Qiao Huan couldn't bear it any longer, and stopped: "Are you going to tell that person just now when you go back to the dormitory?"

Wen Liangcheng reacted for a while: "Oh, you said Gu Han senior, um, because he is a junior, he can be regarded as the captain of our training camp. The principal asked him to take care of us more, so it is right to tell him."

"You guys going to the training camp together?" Qiao Huan narrowed his eyes.

Wen Liangcheng scratched his head: "Sure, he's the third."

"You think he's amazing?" Qiao Huan's face darkened.

Wen Liangcheng made an objective evaluation, habitually serious: "Indeed, his decoding ability is indeed very strong. In fact, Qiubei won him due to luck, but Gu Han is a bit impetuous. If he can calm down, Qiubei will not be above him. "

Qiao Huan took a deep breath, squeezed Wen Liangcheng's soft face with both hands: "He's not very good."

Wen Liangcheng was stunned for a moment, blinked his round eyes, drooled, and mumbled: "It's quite powerful."

Qiao Huan sighed, let go of his hand, and flicked Wen Liangcheng's forehead: "Em wood head" and walked forward with his pockets in his pocket.

Wen Liangcheng pouted and rubbed his forehead, chased after him and said, "I'm not an elm-headed person, I'm not talking nonsense, I did data analysis before, he's really strong"

Qiao Huan walked up from behind Wen Liangcheng with one hand, covered his mouth, and hugged him into his arms: "Are you hungry, go eat something to cover your mouth?"

As soon as food was mentioned, Wen Liangcheng's eyes lit up, and the little chicken nodded like pecking at rice: "Mmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Liangcheng took Qiao Huan to the food street in the university city. He had only heard about it before, but he had always wanted to come, but he didn’t dare. Even if Qi Yu and the others offered to come with him, he refused. This time Qiao Huan came, so he had to go go shopping.

At night, the food street is brightly lit. There are colorful lanterns hanging on both sides of the long street. The white smoke carries the aroma of various snacks floating under the lights, and the warm and cool city saliva almost flows down.

Most of the people who come here are college students, and most of them are couples. In the middle of the food street, there is a long table every two steps, which is very close to the stalls. After shopping, you can sit and have an atmosphere and rest.

Wen Liangcheng was so excited that he almost jumped out, but he stopped the car and came back, grabbing Qiao Huan's clothes, muttering in a low voice, "You can't throw Brother Huan away because of eating."

Wen Liangcheng first took Qiao Huan to a nearby stall selling oden cooking. His voice was small but his excitement was unmistakable, and he muttered: "Golden cuttlefish balls, tribute balls, meatballs, sesame shrimp balls, burn a piece of incense... ...."

"Little classmate, I have such a good appetite, but it's a blessing to be able to eat." The boss calculated the score and laughed.

Wen Liangcheng's face was a little red, and he looked very pretty in the white smoke.

Qiao Huan took the soup cup and rubbed the top of Wen Liangcheng's hair with a smile: "Indeed, it's easy to feed."

I wanted to have a few more words with this boss, but Qiao Huan looked down at the two fingers that kept pulling at his cuff, and had no choice but to follow him away.

After getting a little farther away, Wen Liangcheng brought over his big portion of Oden. The tempting aroma entered Wen Liangcheng's nose from the soup cup. He took out a bunch and took a bite, his eyes lit up like little stars .

The bouncy fish balls were a little hot in the mouth, Wen Liangcheng sucked them, reluctant to chew and swallow them.

Qiao Huan saw it, and smiled helplessly: "Can't you eat it after cooling it?"

"No, look at them trying so hard to seduce me one after another, how can I let them down?" Wen Liangcheng squinted his eyes happily.

After walking down the half street, Qiao Huan followed Wen Liangcheng with a lot of snacks in his hands.

Wen Liangcheng was eating while still looking at the stalls on both sides of the long street, and he couldn't bear to let them go.

When they were about to reach the end, Wen Liangcheng looked at the family, his eyes lit up, and he turned to Qiao Huan and said, "Brother Huan, duck blood fans"

Qiao Huan nodded with a smile: "Go, go, snacks."

Wen Liangcheng trotted over excitedly, watching the duck soup boil until it turned into flowers, the duck blood was cut into thin cubes, and with the remaining ingredients and vermicelli, it was fragrant.

Qiao Huan sat on the bench, waited for about half an hour, and watched from a distance as Wen Liangcheng was carrying two boxes of steaming duck blood vermicelli soup, walking over carefully, with reddish nose.

"Brother Huan, try it, it's very delicious." Wen Liangcheng handed Qiao Huan the chopsticks and spoon.

The open-air food street is lively and mixed with the smell of fireworks in the world. It is said that eating will make people feel better. Maybe it is true. All kinds of passersby pass by or stay beside the two, holding simple snacks in their hands , with a smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe the person he likes is also by his side.

Qiao Huan looked at Wen Liangcheng, who was eating happily, and the love in his eyes could hardly be hidden. Anyway, it was like this for him now, simple snacks, a smile on the corner of his mouth, people he liked...

After eating, the two of them started to walk slowly towards the school.

The slightly cool wind blows on the face, it is not very cold but very comfortable, Wen Liangcheng is a little full, and has become accustomed to food sleepiness, and there is not much rest time during this period, and the eyelids start to fight lazily, Xiao With a flick of his head, he followed behind Qiao Huan.

After walking for a while, Wen Liangcheng looked at Qiao Huan's back, and the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he became. He simply took two steps forward, hugged Qiao Huan's neck from behind with his feet in mind, and pressed his forehead against his back: "Brother Huan, I am sleepy"

Qiao Huan tilted his head: "Then you jump up."

"What should I do if I eat too much and can't jump up?" Wen Liangcheng's milk voice was confused.