Chapter 662 Do You Have a Sense of Crisis (Part 1)
This question made Qiao Zhishu feel guilty and break into a cold sweat.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"It looks like it at first glance. Look at your cute little face. What good things did you and your husband do last night?"
Qiao Zhishu put the back of his hand on his face, it was hot and said, "Listen carefully to your class."
"I'm not a good student. I can't listen. I was looking at you just now. My little mouth was opening and closing, tut tut..."
Qiao Zhishu kicked his deskmate under the table.
After school, she didn't want to go home immediately, so she did some homework at school.
When there was a knock on the classroom door, Qiao Zhishu raised her head and realized that she was the only one left in the entire classroom.
The boy who just gave her a love letter yesterday was standing at the door holding a basketball in one hand.
"Haven't you gone back yet?"
Qiao Zhishu hurriedly packed up the books on the table and said, "I'll be leaving soon."
"I have a basketball game later, do you want to go watch it?" the boy said, walking a few steps in.
Qiao Zhishu stuffed books and other things into his bag, "No, I have something to do when I get back."
The man had already walked up to her and reached out to take Qiao Zhishu's bag.
"I'll do it."
"No, it's very heavy. I can do it myself..."
The boy grabbed the basketball with his other hand and was already walking out. Qiao Zhishu had no choice but to follow behind.
As he was going down the stairs, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you read the letter I gave you yesterday?"
Qiao Zhishu walked down the steps. When she mentioned this, she was still very upset. If it hadn't been for the letter, Xing Huo wouldn't have treated her like that.
"Well, I saw it."
"Then...can you give me an answer?"
Qiao Zhishu paused. Things should always be made clear, and she didn't like to hang on to others.
"I'm sorry, I already have..." Qiao Zhishu thought for a moment and replaced the title 'husband' with three words.
"I have a boyfriend."
The boy's eyes showed a little surprise, maybe he didn't expect it.
He continued walking down and said casually, "It doesn't matter, we can still be friends. By the way, your boyfriend isn't from our school, is he? I don't think I've seen him before."
Qiao Zhishu could only excuse himself, "He's not."
The boy took her across the campus, and Qiao Zhishu wanted to get her schoolbag back several times.
"I can just carry it myself."
"It's okay, I'll take you to the door."
In fact, boys have a lot to say. After leaving school, they are afraid that they will not have a chance next time.
"You have been coming to the basketball court before. I thought I had a chance. I have been secretly observing you for a long time..."
The boy's words were interrupted by the sound of a car horn.
It was quiet all around, and the sound of the speakers seemed particularly loud.
Qiao Zhishu looked up and saw Xing Huo's car hidden under the shadow of a tree. The car's logo was flamboyant and its shiny black body was very domineering. Just like its owner, it had the toughness and coolness that belong to a superior person.
hard.
Qiao Zhishu hurriedly took the bag from the boy's hand and said, "I have to go. Also, I didn't go to the basketball court because of you. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me."
The door to the back seat was pushed open, and Xing Huo stepped out, but did not step forward.
Qiao Zhishu rushed over quickly and reached his side, trying to push him to sit in.
But Xing Huo stood there motionless, staring directly in the direction of the boy.
"Is that your classmate? Do you want to give him a ride?"
"No," Qiao Zhishu refused quickly, "He can go back by himself."
Xing Huo put one hand on the car door and still didn't sit in. "Let's ask him for his opinion."