It wasn't until 4:30 in the morning that Jingmo couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep.
As a result, after sleeping for less than two hours, she felt a cold sensation on her side. She was so startled that she immediately opened her eyes and sat up like a spring.
When he saw Qin Xian wearing a light gray long-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of light blue jeans and a pair of canvas shoes that had been washed to color, Jingmo breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the Qin Geng in front of her was dressed neatly and she didn't look like she was in a hurry to deliver takeout.
Jingmo crossed his legs and folded his arms on his knees. He was so obedient that it was unreasonable.
"Why did you get up so early?"
Looking at Qin Zheng's back, Jing Mo suddenly felt mixed emotions in his heart when he thought about what happened to him last night despite being manipulated by him but not falling asleep.
He obviously took the initiative to try it, but why did he say he wouldn't sleep?
She couldn't understand.
"Qin Geng..." Jingmo opened his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Next time we..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Xian turned around.
He passed her body, stretched out his slender arms, took a few books from the shelf and stuffed them into a backpack.
When you reach out to pick up a book, the line from your arms to your waist is quite charming.
Jingmo pursed her lips, feeling like something was burning her, scorching her.
"Class." Qin Zhi suddenly said something, which scared her so much that she immediately retracted her unhealthy thoughts.
Jingmo was stunned, "You, your student."
After that, he stood up and walked to Qin Xian. He leaned his head towards his backpack and vaguely caught a glimpse of the words "Modern History".
Qin Xian was too lazy to pay attention to her, hid on one side and walked towards the door.
Before going out, Qin Xian paused on the spot and turned slightly sideways to look at her.
That look in his eyes still had a hint of manipulating her.
Only then did she notice that there was a small mole at the corner of Qin Xian's eye.
I heard that it is called a charm mole. People with this kind of mole are destined to have peach blossoms in their lives, and they will be beheaded endlessly.
Jingmo was fascinated by the sight, and suddenly understood the joy of those plastic sisters in the circle raising pretty boys.
She wants it too!
"Qin Xian, stop delivering food, I'll take care of you!" Jing Mo's mind became hot and the words came out of his mouth.
Qin Xian smiled, raised his hand to hold the door frame, and there was a chill in his eyes, "What's the price?"
"Eh?" Jingmo opened his mouth, feeling unsure.
In a flash, she smiled awkwardly, but said very seriously, "I'll go ask about the market situation, and I'll get back to you after I find out clearly."
This is true.
But to Qin Zheng, it sounded like a complete insult to him.
Qin Xian's lips trembled slightly, with a hint of coldness.
Then he didn't say anything, just slammed the door and left.
Jingmo was startled by the "bang" sound of the door closing, but he didn't realize what he said wrongly.
Gu Zi sat by the bed for a while, but felt that it was not interesting.
After briefly washing up, Jingmo walked towards the door.
As soon as I opened the door, my peripheral vision fell on the sweet-scented osmanthus branch, which was already properly kept in a glass bottle.
No wonder, what she smelled was no longer the scent of gardenia perfume, but the scent of osmanthus.
The fragrance overflowed and inspired her inexplicably!
After Jingmo went downstairs, she stopped before she had gone far.
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his bag and sent the person a WeChat message.
——Auntie, I have to pay more!
After the message was sent, Jingmo stared at the screen of his phone and waited for a long time before it displayed "The other party is typing..."
Jingmo held his breath and typed words on the screen with trembling fingers. He repeated it several times before sending out a sentence.
——Auntie, please tell me about the bread on the market now. How much does it cost to raise a pretty boy?
other side:???
——Auntie, Qin Xian seems to be very short of money, and he really likes his girlfriend. I'm worried...
Opponent: ...how to say?
Jingmo looked at the cold words on the screen and didn't know where to start. After a long silence, he finally made the call.
As soon as the call was connected, Jingmo broke down and cried, "Auntie, Qin Zhi won't let me sleep!"