Yan Qinqing was dragged by Ning Anyan and ran towards Jing Mochen, only to feel that her legs were amazing, and the frequency couldn't keep up at all.

Fortunately, I jogged at the beach and exercised it, otherwise if I ran with this guy, my legs would become Hot Wheels.

"Now, your female ticket has been handed over to you." Ning Anyan held Yan Qinqing's hand and handed it to Jing Mochen, who was standing by the school gate and waiting.

Jing Mochen smiled lightly and took Yan Qinqing's hand, nodded in gratitude to Ning Anyan, and stared at him and raised his eyebrows, as if asking, why are you still here?

Ning Anyan smiled and pointed to the left side of the sidewalk, "I'm not a light bulb, I'll go to the left, you go to the right." ”

"Are you still afraid that I will eat her? I'll send her home. Jing Mochen held Yan Qinqing's hand tightly, and smiled at Ning Anyan, the subtext is very clear, you can get out of it yourself.

Ning Anyan saw Yan Qinqing staring at Jing Mochen with a nymphomaniac look, and shook his head speechlessly, "Okay." I'll go first. Don't want to wait for short legs. ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the two men, put his schoolbag on his back, whistled, and walked forward quickly, with a very large pace, and he was separated from them in a few steps.

"Can't get enough?" Jing Mochen looked at Ning Anyan's back, shook the hand holding Yan Qinqing, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows at her and smiled.

Yan Qinqing pretended to be a little shy and nodded, and turned her eyes to look away, "Don't you let your own family take a few more looks?" ”

Jing Mochen took her by the hand and followed the path that Ning Anyan walked, "Just look at it." Until you get tired of it. ”

"I won't get tired of it. You're so good-looking. ”

"Oh? Am I good-looking or Ning Anyan good-looking? Jing Mochen seemed to be teasing Yan Qinqing, with a smile in his tone.

If Yan Qinqing wants to say, of course Ning Anyan is good-looking, but this is Song Qingqing's true love, "You must be good-looking." ”

"You guys have a good relationship?"

Yan Qinqing only felt that Jing Mochen had nothing to say to him? Or is he interested in Ning Anyan?

When you fall in love, what kind of girlfriend's little bamboo horse do you talk about? Isn't your brain good?!

However, speaking of which, what should high school students talk about when they are in love?

Yan Qinqing only felt that his brain was not good. It's embarrassing.

"Hmm. It's good, he's like my own brother. ”

"You can see that he's good to you." Although Jing Mochen and Yan Qinqing held hands, the topic they said had nothing to do with falling in love, just like a blind date with strangers, and they had nothing to say.

Yan Qinqing felt so strange, the conversation between the two of them at noon still felt that Jing Mochen was a little interesting, why did it become boring at night.

"Wouldn't it be bad for you to go back late?"

"Send you home, I won't delay anything if I go back myself." Jing Mochen's tone was very indifferent, he looked down at her and didn't speak, and chuckled, "Am I quite boring?" ”

Nonsense! You're pretty much fun at noon! Have you changed your soul?!

Yan Qinqing pretended to be shy and smiled, shaking her head slightly, "No." I think it's very interesting. ”

"You're the first person to compliment me on being funny. That's nice. Jing Mochen laughed softly, and let out a nice low laugh from his chest.

Yan Qinqing felt that he really had nothing to talk about with him, so he simply mentioned the interesting things he saw on the beach and chatted with him.

The two of them chatted about topics that had nothing to do with falling in love, and walked all the way to the door of Yan Qinqing's community.

"You go in. I went back. See you tomorrow. Jing Mochen let go of the hand holding her and gently pushed her in.

Yan Qinqing pretended to look at his lips and face expectantly, pursed his lips and smiled, and for a moment, he saw that he was just standing in place and waved at him, "See you tomorrow." ”

Jing Mochen smiled at her and turned to leave.

Yan Qinqing stood in place and pouted boringly, if you really want to talk about it, it would be more pleasant to be with Ning Anyan.

When she opened the fingerprint lock and entered the door, Mo Heli was sitting on the sofa looking at her phone, but she didn't see Ning Anyan.

She looked left and right with some curiosity, "What about An Yan?" ”

"An Yan's restaurant has dinner or something, he went to his restaurant. Let's eat. Mo Heli put away her phone, walked over with a smile, and took down her schoolbag for Yan Qinqing, "Go wash your hands." ”

When Yan Qinqing came out after washing her hands and wiping them clean, the dishes and chopsticks had already been set on the table, and she just sat down and picked up the chopsticks.

Mo Holi held the dishes for her, and asked casually, "I heard that you are with Jing Mochen?" ”

"An Yan's big mouth!" Yan Qinqing bit her chopsticks dissatisfiedly, said him vaguely, and smiled flatteringly at Mo Heli, "You don't care about my early love?" ”

"I don't care. But I'm just weird, didn't you have a crush on An Yan when you were in junior high school? How did you fall in love with Jing Mochen. Mo Holly had a curious look on her face, and smiled at her teasingly, "People say that women are fickle, but you are still a girl, and you are even more fickle." ”

Yan Qinqing was slightly stunned, biting her chopsticks and being stunned, Song Qingqing had a crush on Ning Anyan when he was in junior high school? Really? Why don't you remember it?

"Do you think this kind of love between me and your dad is more desirable?" Mo Holly patted her hand and motioned to stop biting her chopsticks.

Yan Qinqing knows the love story of Mo Heli and Song Hua, the most common story of school grass and Xiaocao.

Song Hua is not only sunny and handsome, but also has a handsome face that everyone loves, has good grades, and can play the guitar and sing, which is very sultry.

Mo Holly is just a barely handsome girl, with average grades, inconspicuous, no special features, and no proud figure.

When they were at the same table in high school, Mo Heli had a crush on Song Hua, but Song Hua was a school grass and a person she couldn't reach.

But she chased Song Hua into her hands, and made him never abandon her, and gave up the undergraduate for her to take the junior college exam.

In Song Qingqing's heart, Song Hua is simply a representative of a perfect good man, dedicated to his wife, responsible for his family, and able to stand the test.

"When you were a child, you always said that when you grow up, you should also pursue a school grass like your father. So, you must pursue Jing Mochen? Mo Heli's tone was filled with emotion, and her soft eyes stared at Yan Qinqing who was in a daze, "Do you think Jing Mochen will be another good man like your father?" ”

Yan Qinqing didn't have these in the memories she received, and shook her head with a tangled expression, "I don't know either." I just like Jing Mochen. ”

"If you like it, if you like. I'm afraid you're chasing a dream. Stop biting chopsticks and eat well! It's all big girls! Mohori smiled at her, nudged her, and motioned for dinner.

"Did I have a crush on Ning Anyan when I was in junior high school? How come I don't remember? Yan Qinqing asked tentatively, with you bluffing me in her expression.

Mo Holi laughed softly, "You, your careful thoughts are locked in a small notebook, can you still remember?" Sure enough, it's a guy who sees something different! ”

Yan Qinqing was secretly happy in her heart, a small book? Isn't it a diary?! She pretended to be mischievous and shrugged her nose at Mohorly, "I'm very single-minded." Hum. ”

"Yes, yes, you're single-minded. You are single-minded in your penchant for good-looking boys. Hurry up and eat! Mohori laughed and nodded her forehead.