When he met Fang Zeyu and Chang Qiming, Xia He didn't feel the so-called trembling and anxiety.

She has never been confused, three thousand miles of clear wind and three thousand miles of road, there will always be new confusion and uneasiness.

After lunch, Xia He dragged Chang Qiming to the milk tea shop on the street to buy a super large cup of milk tea, and played her cheeky skills every day.

"Look at you are so big and small, how can you eat it like this?" Chang Qiming took out the money as a wallet, but he was very happy, and he also helped Xia He buy snacks.

"Of course I'm happy to eat someone as a wallet!" Xia He hid under Chang Qiming's umbrella, swaying with a small backpack on his back.

The parasol is Xia Fei's support, but if he holds the umbrella, he can't see Chang Qiming, and finally weighed it, and he can only grieve Chang Qiming as a tool man.

If she could, she hoped it would be the last time she would be back here, even though she knew the odds were low.

Her only connection to this place may be Ami, not to mention that she is worried, but after all, she is the only one who is really worried about herself, and she can only say a lot to her.

"Be careful, it's broken!" Chang Qiming moved the umbrella a few points above her head, almost obscuring the entire umbrella surface above her head.

"The prime minister can hold the boat in his belly!" Xia He touched her round belly, her face was proud, and she seemed to be a little rounder.

Chang Qiming with a hint of pampering, helplessly and willingly handed over the dim sum, and was willing to take on the tool man.

Because it was a holiday, there were more pedestrians on the street than usual, and small couples holding hands were everywhere.

Which girl's skirt is good-looking, which girl's shoes are good, which girl's hairstyle is suitable, it doesn't matter if Chang Qiming is listening or not, anyway, she just has to be happy.

"Why didn't I find out that you could say so much before?" Chang Qiming felt like he was about to be suffocated by the heat, but Xia He still had the strength to say so much.

"When you're full, you want to talk, hehe!" Xia He's eyes narrowed, and he looked very happy.

"You said so much, why didn't I see you comment on their boyfriend?" Chang Qiming felt that Xia He was a very interesting person, not easy to say bad things about others, nor too categorical to say too much.

If she hadn't said that she was a person who had just graduated from high school, few people would have seen her age.

Chang Qiming really wanted to take a break, although there were not many writers in his hands during this time, he was very tired because of family affairs.

"Commenting on what their boyfriends are doing, what they do well or badly, and it's not me who is in love with them, so I don't bother to bother with that. ”

Xia He took out a small fan from his backpack, fanned the wind while walking, and when he was in a good mood, he would fan Chang Qiming to cool off.

This thing was prepared after something in the publishing house, and she often ran outside, which made her deeply realize how sad an ordinary person's summer is.

"Then why do you comment on those young ladies?" Chang Qiming leaned closer to her.

Chang Qiming has been in charge of many authors with different personalities, but it is easy for him to see their thoughts and principles, but Xia He is this guy who jumps out too quickly and can't figure out what her mind is thinking, so he feels more and more interesting.

"For good-looking young ladies, not only boys will be interested, but I also have a pair of eyes that find beauty. Xia He raised his chin and looked proud.

"I'll leave it to you today, you're right. Chang Qiming took Xia He's empty cup of milk tea and continued the work of the tool man.