Han Cong usually checks the forums. Last night, he didn’t know what kind of wind Brother Qing had smoked, so it took him for a while, now he was still aching, and he was severely kicked on his butt.
Fortunately, Gu Feng finally stopped Shen Zhiqing, he was more careful.
This morning, Gu Feng went to buy him breakfast. Han Cong was lying on the bed biting into a meat bun. He opened the forums and started browsing.
Suddenly, his fingers paused, his eyes widened slightly, and the bun that was in his mouth fell out.
“Damn… what is this?”
No one in the dormitory cared, but Han Cong still was not discouraged, he continued with his gossip.
“Do you know what happened on the forum?”
Shen Zhiqing did not say a word, and Gu Feng reluctantly responded.
Han Cong is holding his cell phone.
“The Qin Yang that we were talked about last time, this guy is a real cow. The girl from the English department was tricked into being a mistress, he had a girlfriend. He is not a rich second-generation. It was his girlfriend who has been working and raising him.”
He muttered and Gu Feng listened in silence.
Han Cong didn’t know what made the sound and he looked at it suspiciously.
A black mobile phone was lying on the floor, and the teenager was standing next to it.
Shen Zhiqing’s head was lowered. He clenched his hands and looked over with a dim look.
His lips were pursed, his expression was cold: “What did you say?”
Han Cong’s expression was stunned, and his body was still aching. He wanted to shrink but he couldn’t so he looked away.
“I said… I said Qin Yang.”
Damn it, what the hell is going on with Brother Qing these past few days, did he always look at him with this kind of murderous eyes?
Shen Zhiqing picked up his phone slowly, looking calm, and the voice was slightly low.
“On… the forum.”
The cold boy turned around and walked to the balcony. Han Cong watched him leave before he sighed in relief and picked up his bun.
Fortunately, there was no fight this time.
Shen Zhiqing turned on his phone, his fingertips were cold, and the light in his eyes drifted indifferently.
The young man’s lips tightened, his cheeks were transparent and flawless as a thousand-year-old jade that did not show emotions. The post was very long. After browsing, he was silent for a while.
The boy’s pupils are dull and cold, his hands quietly grabbed the balcony railing, and his shiny skin turned pale.
MuMian browsed the forum, and finally, put down the phone and smiled.
Thanks to Qin Yang’s impatience, so much saliva can drown a person.
MuMian stood by the window sill. The sun is very warm today. The sun shines in as if it is warm a person’s heart. The girl held the watering can in her hands and sprinkled the water on the beautiful and fresh potted plants.
The doorbell rang, MuMian put down the watering can and walked to the door. She looked through the door hole. The girl raised her eyebrows and opened the door unexpectedly.
Shen Zhiqing changed into a black jacket and trousers. He did not wear a hat. His brows were indifferent and calm.
When he saw the girl, he lowered his eyes slightly and stared at her with his dark and shiny eyes.
He gently raised his hand, in his hands was a bag with a lunch box, and he said in a sexy but flat and soft voice: “Delivery.”