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The direct result of making He Jing unhappy is...

The time for routine math tutoring on Saturday morning is to release pigeons.

In the first week, He Jing said that he would rent clothes with the logistics team.

In the second week, He Jing said that he would choose suitable background music and background pictures with the person in charge of sound control.

In the third week, He Jing bluntly said that he has spent too much time on rehearsal recently, and he needs to take advantage of the weekend to make up for the knowledge he owes.

He Jing, who skipped math class, lay flat on the bed happily, turned on the air conditioner and electric blanket in the room, and stopped being warm.

He picked up the phone and called Luo Mingshan: "Do you want to come over and review together?"

Luo Mingshan looked at the freezing weather outside: "I can't go, my sister called me just now and asked me to go home, and the host has to check the script in the afternoon."

He Jing was discouraged and a little bored.

Wang Yao and his family of three returned to their hometown. Today and tomorrow, He Jing is the only one living on the food delivery software.

Somewhat boring.

He Jing pulled the half-read book from the bedside last night, put the pillow under his chin, and put his other arm around the sheep that Li Qi gave him, reading the book with an extremely incorrect eye posture.

After reading a few pages, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

He Jing had no choice but to put on her slippers, trot out of her bedroom, and quickly opened the door for someone.

Since she was the only one in the house, He Jing locked herself in her room all day long, closed the doors and windows and turned on the heating to prevent any cold air from coming in, and at the same time, there was no warmth to escape.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, He Jing, who was only wearing thin silk pajamas, shivered coldly, and Li Qi, who was standing at the door, was also a little cold.

Li Qi quickly changed his shoes and pushed He Jing into the room: "Why are you wearing such thin clothes? Isn't it just a few days since you caught a cold?"

"Well, it's been three weeks," He Jing argued, and when he returned to the heated room, Li Qi thoughtfully put a thin blanket on him and asked, "Why are you here?"

Li Qi quietly glanced at the sheep lying on the bed crookedly, quietly hid the smile in his eyes, and spread out the English paper in his hand: "Come to ask you a few questions."

He Jing glanced wide-eyed, and immediately pointed it out: "Come on, what you asked me before were all uncommon words in short essays, and I know all the grammatical questions, and you also know them."

Li Qi had no choice but to admit: "Two weeks ago you said you were busy with the drama, so you didn't come to me. I have to be responsible for your math results."

After all, it's not about math grades...

He Jing snorted coldly, pulled out a stack of math papers and knowledge points from her schoolbag, threw them on the table in front of Li Qi, and then went back to bed to read.

He also deliberately pushed the lamb away a little.

Li Qi opened the paper and unexpectedly found that there were many remarkable points in He Jing's questions, and the way of doing the questions was very ingenious and convenient.

After Li Qi finished flipping through the paper, seeing He Jing was still reading on his stomach, he couldn't help turning him over: "Brother Jing, sit down, reading on your stomach is not good for your eyes."

He Jing, who had no sense of crisis, said boldly, "I'm not afraid."

Then rolled back.

Li Qi couldn't move his eyes when he looked at He Jing's fair waist exposed from the hem of his upper pajamas.

"Brother Jing," he said again, trying to save himself from the dire straits, "you wear such thin clothes indoors, don't catch a cold again."

He Jing didn't even raise his head, his whole body was spread out on the mattress in big characters, his head rested on the quilt that he had folded after waking up in the morning, his whole body could be as slovenly as possible.

However, his voice was clear: "No, I turned on the electric blanket, and it's still a little hot."

As he spoke, he was about to sit up and unbutton his pajama shirt.

Li Qi hurriedly turned his eyes away: "You'd better put on your clothes, don't catch a cold again."

He Jing originally wanted to tease him, but when he saw this, he put away his hands.

Li Qi saw that he was no longer tossing about, so he had nothing to say and asked, "Brother Jing, what program is your class performing at the New Year's Eve party? Why did you look for costumes and background music in the first two weeks?"

Li Qi's asking these questions is completely pretending to be stupid. Everyone should know that this is preparing for a stage play.

He Jing was finally willing to get up from the bed, took out a thin printed script from the table and handed it to him, and threw him an expected answer: "Stage play."

Li Qi opened it and felt that when He Jing came over, there was a little bit of the fruity fragrance of his shower gel in the bedroom air that still had a trace of ink fragrance.

He Jing smells really good.

Really daring not to think about it, Li Qi opened the script forcefully, trying to awaken his conscience with words, but stopped when he turned to the introductory part, feeling a little desperate.

"Brother Jing, are you sure you can memorize such lines? They are long and awkward, especially the lines of 'Qu Yuan'."

He Jing frowned and looked at him: "I am the one who played Qu Yuan."

Li Qi flattered him immediately: "That would be a piece of cake for you, and it will definitely be a success."

Knowing that these words were meant to compliment him, He Jing couldn't help being happy, but when he thought about the scene he saw after rehearsing a few weeks ago, he began to feel uncomfortable again.

He wanted to say a few harsh words to Li Qi, but he didn't have the qualifications and position.

My heart is even more blocked.

After being stuck in the traffic jam for more than three weeks, I didn't dare to see Li Qi, thinking that it would be better, but when I saw him, I started to feel uncomfortable again.

He Jing didn't dare to think about it anymore, took out a political paper and went back to bed, she would rather sit cross-legged and use the quilt as a table pad for books than honestly carry it with Li Qi at the desk.

Li Qi never expected He Jing to have such a casual and cute side in private, so he looked a little more curiously.

After going back and forth like this, He Jing can be regarded as picking up the burden that he had thrown away long ago, silently put on the flat mirror frame on the head of the bed, put the quilt back at the foot of the bed, jumped out of the bed and said, "I'll go Pour you a glass of water."

As he spoke, he ignored the temperature difference of more than ten degrees inside and outside the house, and rushed out quickly in his thin pajamas.

His agility and ignorance of the frost of the twelfth lunar month made Li Qi's heart skip a beat.

and……

Why did he somehow feel that He Jing was avoiding him a little today?

He also created an original program for He Jing to perform at the school party.

a little embarrassed...

No!

Li Qi never forgot how he had the audacity to cling to He Jing in the first two months of school, and the relationship between him and He Jing has improved greatly in recent days, and it must be easier to coax people.

After thinking quickly for a few seconds, Li Qi found that he had followed out with a thick coat...

So he wants to take care of He Jing's subconscious so strong, why did he think so much just now.

He won't really mess with anyone.

The temperature in the kitchen is low, but the thermos is of good quality, and the poured water is emitting white smoke.

He Jing took a hold of the glass, and it was a little hot, so she had to endure the cold and search for cooking gloves to put the glass on the tray.

He vaguely remembered the last time Wang Yao baked biscuits and put them in the cupboard.

He was squatting on the ground and pulling out the cupboards, when someone put on his back a cotton coat with the residual temperature of a [-]-degree air conditioner.

He Jing was taken aback for a moment, and was pulled up from the ground, the pleasant male voice lingering in his ears.

"Brother Jing, why haven't you entered the house for so long, you will really catch cold."

He Jing pulled the collar of the cotton coat, pointed to the two glasses of water on the table: "It's too hot, I want to find a glove to carry it with me."

Li Qi reached out his hand and found that the temperature of the glass was not too hot to take. He quickly picked up two glasses and went into the back room with He Jing. After putting down the glasses, he shook He Jing's hand with his free hand.

He Jing blinked her eyelashes, but did not refuse.

Because Li Qi simply held his hands in both hands, and rubbed them gently to get hot.

Li Qi complained: "How do you take care of yourself? Your hands are so cold."

He Jing froze for a moment: "My hands are always at this temperature."

"You really are," Li Qi sighed, the fart glass was too hot to hold, obviously his hands were too cold. "By the way, I've wanted to ask since just now, doesn't your house have heating?"

Speaking of this, He Jing became angry: "The heating is broken. My mother said that we will move to another house with Uncle Wang after we go to college in two years. In the past two years, we will turn on the air conditioner in the winter to make ends meet. "

He added: "They were all at home last night. They went back to Grandma Wang Yao's house early this morning. When they left, they turned off the air conditioner in the living room. I didn't go out of the room after I got up and washed, and I didn't open it."

Li Qi has only one focus: "It's ten o'clock now, you haven't been out of the house, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

He Jing got a reasonable response: "I plan to wait until noon to order takeaway."

Li Qi was blown up, he couldn't imagine that if he didn't come today, how He Jing would treat himself at home these two days, maybe he would have to suffer from stomach problems and catch a cold again.

He took a deep breath to calm down, and almost coaxed He Jing to say: "Brother Jing, would you like to come to my house for two days, anyway, there is no one in our house."

He Jing refused.

He likes living alone.

"We can learn together."

He also likes to study alone.

He Jing still refused.

Li Qi, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, threw out his trump card: "I can cook for you, and my house also has heating, heating all day long."

"Okay." He Jing started to pack his things.

Its face-changing speed is almost like a master who sings Sichuan opera.

So, compared with a comfortable living environment, your own preferences are nothing!

Long live heating!

Li Qi helped He Jing pack his things together: "Just bring two homework books, and I also have things for washing at home."

He Jing nodded, these are trivial things to him, the only thing that is difficult to deal with is...

He really loved the feel of his pajamas and didn't want to take them off.

but……

Is it not good to go straight in pajamas?

Seeing that He Jing was wrapped in a cotton coat and lost in thought, Li Qi said empathetically, "You can go in your pajamas. Anyway, it's been so cold these two days and you don't go out, but you have to wrap yourself in a cotton coat to go out. It's also cold in the corridor."

He Jing raised her brows with joy, put her arms into the sleeves of the padded coat, put on the clothes in an orderly manner, and followed Li Qi out the door with a few books in her arms. Before leaving, she didn't forget to close the electrical appliances and the windows of the balcony.

It seems that I am fully prepared to live elsewhere.

The author has something to say:

Breaking [-] words

A new chapter will be added later (≧▽≦)

Speaking of the progress of this plot, I am really anxious. I hope that the high school plot line can be ended by the time of 20 words.