He Ziqing glanced at Fang Qingming, stood up, went to close the door of the classroom, and then found a box of cigarettes and a lighter out of nowhere.

"Do you mind, smoking?" He Ziqing shook the cigarette case and lighter in his hand.

Fang Qingming frowned and said, "Mind me." ”

However, He Ziqing just nodded, walked a little farther away from Fang Qingming, turned on the lighter with a "click", lit the cigarette, and then began to swallow the clouds and spit out fog.

Fang Qingming was speechless, his brows were still furrowed, he didn't like the smell of smoke very much, but there were many people smoking in the army, and he was used to it.

"I'm sorry, but international practice to ask if you mind, of course, in general, I don't mind if others mind. He Ziqing said with a smile.

Fang Qingming glanced at He Ziqing and did not answer.

Probably because Fang Qingming was too silent, making He Ziqing think that he was extremely disgusted with smoking, so He Ziqing took a few puffs and snuffed out the cigarette.

He Ziqing sighed and said: "You are really silent and golden, I forgot to say a word, in addition to drinking tea when I am irritable, I also like to smoke." ”

In fact, Fang Qingming is not a person who likes to communicate with unfamiliar people too much, even if he is with familiar people, Fang Qingming is not like He Ziqing, he is familiar with the whole thing.

But what Fang Qingming didn't know was that He Ziqing was not sour, and the reason why she talked a lot in front of Fang Qingming was just because of some personal reasons.

"I don't like to talk. Fang Qingming said, taking another sip of tea.

He Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded "oh".

Yes, although He Ziqing hadn't met Fang Qingming many times, the only few times he had been, Fang Qingming didn't speak much.

Apart from...... When facing Song Xiangran.

"Actually, I don't like to talk either. He Ziqing poured himself a cup of tea and sat down beside Fang Qingming.

Fang Qingming obviously didn't believe what He Ziqing said.

"That's in front of you, it's just a lot of talking, I'm not a familiar person. He Ziqing knew what Fang Qingming meant, and hurriedly explained.

Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows.

"If you open your mouth to say something, will you die?" He Ziqing frowned, glared at Fang Qingming and said.

"No, it won't. Fang Qingming glanced at He Ziqing and said.

"Hey, you just asked me what I mean by not having a free lunch in the world, and now you don't want to ask me what I mean, aren't you curious?" He Ziqing couldn't hold his breath.

Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you say." ”

"You asked me to say that I didn't say it. He Ziqing said with a frown.

If it was in the past, He Ziqiang would have begged for mercy in every possible way when he saw He Ziqing like this.

However, the one sitting next to He Ziqing was Fang Qingming.

He Ziqing patted his thigh in annoyance, sighed, and secretly glanced at Fang Qingming, seeing that Fang Qingming was really not in a hurry at all, and drank tea leisurely.

"I have a bad plot against you, can't you see this?" He Ziqing looked at Fang Qingming helplessly and said.

has lived for more than 20 years in this life, He Ziqing has also seen many good-looking men, Fang Qingming should have been one of those good-looking men, but on the contrary, He Ziqing just fell in love with this iceberg-like man uncontrollably.

Fang Qingming frowned, glanced at He Ziqing next to him, and there was some surprise in his eyes.

"Me?" Fang Qingming pointed to himself. "What do you mean?"

He Ziqing wanted to speak for a long time and did not speak.

How can this make people answer, the meaning is obvious, is Fang Qingming indulging in lust?

"I'm engaged. Fang Qingming smiled helplessly.

This helpless smile, in He Ziqing's eyes, looked like the helplessness that Fang Qingming had to get engaged and regretted now.

However, in fact, it was Fang Qingming's helplessness when he thought of Song Xiangran, who had been engaged to Song Xiangran for so long, and the two of them had no way to reach a consensus on when to get married.

He Ziqing's heart suddenly moved, swallowed his saliva and said, "I know." ”

"Then what are you trying to do?" Fang Qingming looked at He Ziqing in confusion.

"You are engaged to be engaged, whether you are married or not, maybe when you break up, I will be able to take advantage of it. He Ziqing smiled and said.

After all, in this world, how many pairs can really be affectionate and loving to the end of life? For Fang Qingming, even if he can only have a short period of happiness with Fang Qingming, He Ziqing is also willing.

Although it is said that looking forward to people breaking up quickly, such a mentality is not good.

"......" Fang Qingming glanced at He Ziqing with a smile, shook his head, and did not speak.

"What do you mean by this expression?" He Ziqing finally saw Fang Qingming smile, and his heart was happy.

Fang Qingming lowered his head and took another sip of tea, then found that this was the last sip, raised his eyebrows, and said to He Ziqing: "Thank you for your tea, farewell." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Qingming put down the teacup, took a long step, and walked away without looking back.

Looking at Fang Qingming's distant back, He Ziqing's brows furrowed tightly.

What does this Fang Qingming mean?

"Teacher He, Fang Qingran fainted. A chubby little girl pushed open the door, walked to He Ziqing's side, stretched out her fleshy hand, and poked He Ziqing's waist.

He Ziqing paused for a moment, then reacted, pushed open the door, and saw Fang Qingran lying on the ground, looking like he was having trouble breathing.

"You go and call Teacher Wang, and I'll go find someone. He Ziqing said with a frown.

Thinking that the studio was still some distance away from the parking place, and Fang Qingming should not have gone far, He Ziqing pulled up his legs and ran downstairs quickly, shouting Fang Qingming's name as he ran.

With a "bang", He Ziqing felt that he had hit something, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Fang Qingming.

He Ziqing, who was wearing flat shoes, felt that Fang Qingming was very tall, and she had to raise her head to look at Fang Qingming.

"What's the matter?" Fang Qingming put one hand in his pocket, and at the same time, he quietly took a small step back, he really didn't like to get too close to strangers, especially the opposite sex.

He Ziqing saw all these small actions, although he was a little hurt in his heart, He Ziqing knew that the top priority was to tell Fang Qingming about Fang Qingran's fainting.

I saw He Ziqing gasping and saying, "Your brother, Fang Qingran, fainted." ”

"What?" Fang Qingming frowned, and strode up the stairs without saying anything, boasting two steps in one step.

He Ziqing was out of breath just now, and although he was a little tired at this time, he still quickened his pace and walked up.

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