Ji Qingyan sank all morning, even when he was eating lunch in the cafeteria, he couldn't cheer up.

The canteen of No. [-] Middle School is on the first floor, and there is only one canteen in the whole school. There are three dishes a day, and there are no more.There are not too many students, so there is no shortage of food at all, but you still need to rush over immediately after class - because you have to grab seats.

The cafeteria is too small, there is no place to sit if you don't get there early.

In order to accommodate more people in the cafeteria, the school specially encrypted the arrangement of tables and chairs, resulting in the gap between the two tables getting smaller and smaller, and eating is completely head-to-head, back-to-back.

Sometimes the children in the lower grades are anxious to run with their dinner plates, and sit in a chair to eat quietly, and the vegetable soup will be poured on their shoulders, which is horrible to a certain extent.

Ji Qingyan looked at the bright and shiny pork stewed vermicelli on the dinner plate, a few dry cabbage sticks next to him, and a few egg flowers floating in the tomato soup. Matching the noisy canteen environment around him, he felt stomach The river toppled the sea, comparable to the tide of the Qiantang River.

There was a little boy with a red scarf running, swayed and fell beside him, the vegetables spilled all over the floor, and greasy vermicelli rolled to Ji Qingyan's feet.

The uncomfortable feeling in the stomach intensified and gradually became a typhoon entering the country.

"I'm not hungry anymore." He slowly pushed the plate to Qiu Chi's side, beckoning him, "You guys share it, it's shameful to waste it."

"Hey!" Before Qiu Chi could say anything, Ji Qingyan had already walked away clutching his stomach.

He sighed: "If you say you don't want to eat, you won't eat it..." He was quite angry.

Immediately afterwards, two dinner plates were pushed to Lu Peng at the same time: "I'll eat it for you, post autumn fat."

Lu Peng:? ?

Even if I can eat it, I don’t want to do it like this!

This stalk can't pass, can't it?

When Ji Qingyan saw the empty classroom, he couldn't tell whether he felt lonely or quiet. He took a cup to fetch water, but was told by his aunt that the water pipeline was being repaired downstairs, so he temporarily stopped drinking water.

He nodded and said nothing.

But unexpectedly, the moment he entered the classroom, he met Qiu Chi's beautiful eyes.

"I bought pumpkin porridge for you. Don't be too grateful to me. I just care about the health of every student around me." Qiu Chi took out a small pink bag from behind him like a magic trick. white cat.

He put the bag on the table, and when he opened it was a small bucket filled with a can of hot porridge.

Ji Qingyan had a fever just yesterday, and loss of appetite is common. Qiu Chi felt that the food in the cafeteria was too greasy for him to lose his appetite, so he ordered porridge from a porridge shop near the school.

Ji Qingyan's voice was a little hoarse today, but it sounded surprisingly nice, a little warmer than usual, and didn't seem so cold: "No need, you can keep it for yourself."

Although he still looked unreasonable, Qiu Chi saw a little hesitation between his brows and a slight rolling of his Adam's apple, and even the little red mole next to him shook.

"Eat, eat~" Qiu Chi wriggled beside him.

Ji Qingyan was already hungry and couldn't eat, which made him very upset: "I said no, you don't understand?"

Hmph, I understand, you are just saying something.

Qiu Chi suppressed a smile, deliberately opened the lid of the porridge, and then put the spoon in his palm: "Hey, I bought everything, should you try a few mouthfuls for the sake of saving face?"

It is a pumpkin porridge with a beautiful color. The millet and red dates inside have been boiled thin and soft, with a milky aroma, and it is steaming hot.

Ji Qingyan frowned, and squeezed out a sentence: "I only have one bite." With a sullen face on the surface, he scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth sincerely.

It tastes good, but not too sweet.

He is afraid of sour, bitter and spicy, but only sweet.

But fortunately, the taste of sweet dates is neutralized, and the overall taste is quite suitable, and the sweetness is not too light, which is very suitable for his taste.

Just when he was a little embarrassed to take a second sip, Qiu Chi said in a very timely manner: "If it tastes good, drink it all. It's shameful to waste it, you said it yourself."

Seeing Ji Qingyan take the second bite, he sat down next to him with satisfaction: "Oh, I really know how to care for my classmates! If there is love, the sky will be old, where can I find such a good tablemate."

Ji Qingyan: "..."

Although he always felt that this person's narcissism was a bit outrageous, Ji Qingyan suddenly felt that Qiu Chi was quite a good person and could get along with him.

Qiu Chi was afraid that it would be difficult for him to take it: "I'll help you take the packing bag away, and you just carry this bucket."

Then this round little porridge bucket showed its whole appearance, and the bucket was covered with little hearts.

Ji Qingyan looked at the dense pink hearts, then at Qiu Chichun's rippling smiling face, and suddenly felt that some conclusions should not be drawn too early.

Because some people, he will really jump and dance in your minefield repeatedly.

Ji Qingyan tried to give him a chance to reform himself: "This porridge bucket..."

"The pink is tender and delicate," Qiu Chi had a sly smile on his face, "It's pretty, it matches you."

Fuck you, pink and tender!

Since Ji Qingyan wanted face but was hungry, and the young master had been eating slowly since he was a child, he ate this bucket of porridge for a whole noon, but in the end he didn't finish it because the portion was too large.

Class monitor Lin Ting is a very quiet girl. On the way to pick up water with her sisters hand in hand, she couldn't help saying: "Actually, I think Xueba is a little cute."

Sister Goose asked, "How do you say?"

Tingzi said: "I saw a lot of pink hearts painted on his porridge bucket."

Smiling and puzzled, he said, "That's not right, didn't Xueshen buy the porridge at noon, did Xueba also buy it?"

"Could it be that Xueba forced God Qiu to buy it for him!" Sister Goose guessed.

The three who accidentally discovered the "truth" suddenly fell into dead silence.

Young girls can't hide their secrets, even a movement or a look can attract unlimited imagination and expansion, and then they can't help but share it with their best friends.

Soon, everyone in the class knew that Ji Qingyan forced Qiu Chi to buy the pumpkin porridge.

On the surface, he is affectionate and righteous, but in fact he eats meat and sleeps on skin.

Fuck, thinking about it this way, Xueshen is really miserable.

Qiu Chi didn't take this matter seriously, and was even keen on self-hypnosis.Fighting is kissing and scolding is love, the golden principle that never changes.

But Ji Qingyan didn't expect that such a trivial matter would become the subject of widespread dissemination, and the speed of dissemination could be so fast.Because in the afternoon, he received a wechat message from Su Wen.

A small bite of Susu:

[fire Fire!I haven't seen you for a few days,,, you actually have someone outside! ! ! ]

[You actually drank the porridge given by others! ! !Are you not afraid that he will poison you? ? ? ]

[Also wearing someone else's clothes! ! ! ]

The history teacher on the podium of class 4 was talking about the contention of a hundred schools of thought, but the people below were all madly writing today's materialization homework.

There is no way, the liberal arts teachers who teach science classes can only impress themselves with knowledge on the podium forever.

Ji Qingyan remembered that Class 6 was supposed to be in English class at this time, and Su Wen must be deserting again.Thinking of his miserable English score in the college entrance examination, he replied sincerely.

Water and Fire:

[Learn English well, don't always look at your phone]

Su Wen: "..."

Those of you who have learned well have the prophetic skill, right?

Can you immediately, immediately, remove the surveillance camera for me!

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The pink is delicate and tender comes from the Internet stalk~

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