When Mo Qingduo sorted out her physical discomfort and walked out of the bathroom, Cheng Qiang was already blowing a cup of hot milk tea. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is no need to guess, everyone knows that this cup of milk tea is for her.

"I know you don't like to drink milk tea, but if you eat ice cream at noon today, and suddenly come here in the afternoon, you will definitely have a stomachache, right? The only hot thing here is milk tea, so let's make do with it. Cheng Qiang handed over the milk tea cup in his hand.

Mo Qingduo nodded movingly, took the milk tea that was no longer hot, and held it tightly in her hand, as if she wanted to hold this feeling tightly in her hand at the same time.

"Drink it quickly, if it gets cold for a while, you will have a stomachache if you drink it." Cheng Qiang urged.

"Hmm...... Got it. Mo Qingduo nodded weakly, picked up the milk tea cup, and took a sip.

Milk tea...... The taste is really average......

However, it is full of love.

After the mock exam, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and the students boarded the bus one after another, and many people were drenched in the pouring rain.

"Alas, how can I go back when I get home in a while! So much rain. Some students said worriedly.

"Isn't your husband going to pick you up?" The man next to him asked.

"Come on! I just asked him to pick me up, and he said that he would wake up early for the meeting tomorrow morning and told me to take a taxi back. At first, the classmate who said that her husband was not going to pick her up was a woman in her thirties, and she replied complainingly.

The other students smiled and didn't talk anymore, and it would be better to inquire less about other people's family affairs.

"Cheng Qiang, I want to go back with you." Mo Qingduo didn't get into the car immediately, but pulled Cheng Qiang's sleeve.

"Fool, of course we went back together. If you don't go back to school, how will you go to class tomorrow! "It's Sunday and there's a class on Monday morning.

"I mean, I'll ride you back on your motorcycle." Mo Qingduo corrected.

"Nope." Cheng Qiang simply refused.

"No, no......" Mo Qingduo made a rare squeamish, shaking Cheng Qiang's arm, and kept chattering.

"No, it's too dangerous." Cheng Qiang's attitude is still very tough, and he will definitely not let Mo Qingduo follow him back on a motorcycle.

"Sister, are you still in the car?" Tian Momo opened the car window and poked her head out to shout.

"Get in the car, hurry up!" Cheng Qiang pushed Mo Qingduo and walked towards the car door.

"I don't!" Mo Qingduo hugged the telephone pole next to her tightly and refused to let go.

Cheng Qiang couldn't pull her, and the persuasion didn't work, he looked at Mo Qingduo who was playing Laipi and couldn't do anything, he was angry and funny.

"Little girl, can you get in the car? I didn't get in the car and left. The driver urged.

"No!"

"Up!"

Cheng Qiang and Mo Qingduo gave completely opposite answers.

The driver smiled, activated the door close button, slammed the accelerator and drove away.

"Hey! Master, wait for us! Cheng Qiang let go of Mo Qingduo, who was holding tightly, and wanted to catch up.

"Stay safe on the road!" Coach Liu stuck his head out of the car window and said with a smile.

"Forehead ......" Cheng Qiang pulled three black lines and looked back at Mo Qingduo.

The girl still kept clinging to the telephone pole, and looked at Cheng Qiang with a wicked smile.

"Ah, I can't help you, let's go!" Cheng Qiang beckoned Mo Qingduo to get on the motorcycle.

Mo Qingduo patted the wet rain on her body and began to take out the umbrella brought by Cheng Qiang from her backpack.

"Qingduo, put on a raincoat." Cheng Qiang took out the only single raincoat in the motorcycle body and put it on Mo Qingduo's body.

"I don't!" Mo Qingduo refused and began to take off her raincoat.

"Obedient!" Cheng Qiang rarely spoke to Mo Qingduo in such a tough tone.

"No, you want to ride a motorcycle, how can you give it to me, I have an umbrella!" Mo Qingduo said.

"It's okay, I use an umbrella. You have little strength, and the wind can't stop you. Cheng Qiang smiled and stepped onto the motorcycle.

Mo Qingduo knew that it would be difficult to change what he had decided, so he had to put on his raincoat and get on the motorcycle.

"Qingduo, I'll give you a mission!" Cheng Qiang held an umbrella in one hand and rode a motorcycle in the other, and said after walking for a while.

"What?" Mo Qingduo said against the rain.

"Help me put my umbrella away." Cheng Qiang said, one hand reached behind him, holding the umbrella in his hand.

"No! So you'll get drenched in the rain, you come down, I'll take off the raincoat for you. Mo Qingduo said.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous." Cheng Qiang urged.

"No, stop!" Mo Qingduo also said stubbornly.

"Then I'll throw the umbrella away!" Cheng Qiang threatened.

"Whatever you want!" Qingduo does not relent.

"Smack!" With a loud bang, Cheng Qiang did not throw away the umbrella, but slowed down, put the umbrella away with one hand, and put it in the front bucket of the car.

Mo Qingduo was speechless, Cheng Qiang is really stubborn.

When the two of them arrived at the driving school, it was already nearly twelve o'clock, and it took more than two hours to drive and more than two hours to drive. Cheng Qiang's body was completely soaked, and Mo Qingduo was also blown cold by the wind.

A boy, if you don't have the opportunity to be by your side all the time to protect you, then you must also be able to shield you from the wind and rain at the most critical time. For more than two hours of turbulence, Mo Qingduo always looked at Cheng Qiang's not too strong back, always leaning on his broad back, that feeling, like a bird leaning on the nest and a fish swimming in deep water, that is an unparalleled sense of security.

still remembers that night, Cheng Qiang and Mo Qingduo did not go back to school, but took a rough car and went to the villa. Cheng Qiang was drenched in the rain and blew the road wind for more than two hours, and he had some symptoms of fever. Mo Qingduo was not much better, because of the cold, the eldest aunt who had just arrived was forced to hold back, making her stomach hurt unbearably.

The two sick people take care of each other, tired but neither is willing to make each other more tired, needless to say, this is love.

……

"Sister! Sister! Tian Momo's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Mo Qingduo was startled, and finally woke up from her memories, the noodles rolled up on the chopsticks in her hand had hardened into a mellow angle, and Mo Qingduo realized that she had been holding this action for at least five minutes, and her arm was slightly sore.

Mo Qingduo dropped her chopsticks, she was in no mood to eat any more, so she changed her clothes at will, took her mobile phone and ran downstairs.

Cheng Qiang sat alone under the street lamp, the faint pale yellow light shining on his face, indescribably sad and haggard. Looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, half sad, the other half sad.

The stars twinkled beautifully in the sky, and as in many other cases, a luminous object became more brilliant and enchanting after being refracted by many obstacles.

Love, about the same, goes through smoothly, often without the depth and heaviness of a thousand difficulties.

The moment she saw him, Mo Qingduo's heart warmed.

A simple white cotton knee-length dress, when she walked, with the wind, with the cool breeze of late summer, Tingting fluttered to Cheng Qiang's side.

Cheng Qiang turned his head and saw Mo Qingduo's expressionless face.

"Girl, you told me to wait." Cheng Qiang smiled reluctantly, and didn't mention anything else, but he came up with such a sentence.

Mo Qingduo smiled and didn't speak.

Cheng Qiang continued: "Have you eaten?" ”

Mo Qingduo nodded, then shook it again, and said, "Let's go to dinner together, I think you shouldn't have eaten anything." ”

Cheng Qiang's face blushed a little, fortunately, the sky was very dark, the lights were dim, and he couldn't see the change in his face.

"Let's go." Cheng Qiang gently took Mo Qingduo's hand and led her to walk away slowly.

Mo Qingduo did not refuse, let her heart go, and followed him.

"Qingduo, will you come back to the villa with me? I have a lot of things I want to talk to you about, maybe all night. Cheng Qiang lowered his head and said in Mo Qingduo's ear as he walked.

Mo Qingduo didn't want to talk to Cheng Qiang about the past, and then talk about the not so good future, she nodded and said, "Okay, buy some things on the way and go back to eat." ”

Cheng Qiang pulled Mo Qingduo to the parking lot, took out the car from the parking space, and the two of them drove to the villa.

On the way, I bought some snacks from Kaifeng Cai (this name was used to avoid the suspicion of advertising, you know), and before I got to the villa, I was already 60% wiped out by Mo Qingduo.

"Didn't you say you've eaten?" Cheng Qiang asked.

"I'm still hungry after eating too little, but I'm much better now." Mo Qingduo turned her head and smiled softly at Cheng Qiang, who was only concerned about driving and didn't see it.

"If you get fat, I don't want you!" Cheng Qiang said jokingly, taking the time to look back at Mo Qingduo, but Mo Qingduo just retracted a gentle smile and turned his head.

Mo Qingduo didn't speak, but Cheng Qiang became uneasy: "Girl, I'm joking." No matter what, I won't want you. ”

"Really?"

Mo Qingduo replied listlessly, with some distrust in her tone.

Cheng Qiang didn't refute, he turned his head and concentrated on driving, arguing is the most useless trick, time will tell.

In dozens of minutes, I arrived at the villa where Cheng Qiang lived.

"Strange, why did the owner of the villa never come back?" As soon as Mo Qingduo arrived at the villa, she raised the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

"They went abroad and hardly ever come back." Cheng Qiang replied.

"Then why not just sell the house?" Mo Qingduo asked.

"Hmm...... Well, because it's someone else's business, we never asked. Cheng Qiang said.

"Aren't they your father's friends?" Mo Qingduo asked.

"You know, even if it's a friend, it's not polite to ask about other people's family matters."

"Since you are not so familiar, how can you hand over such a thing as a house to you for safekeeping?" Mo Qingduo stared straight into Cheng Qiang's eyes, waiting for his answer.

Cheng Qiang had no choice but to disarm and surrender, saying: "Qingduo, I was wrong, I admit that I lied, but this is the family's arrangement, I really can't help it." ”

Mo Qingduo was finally satisfied, she had been to this villa countless times, and she had never found any traces of the previous owner's life from here, and she had never seen the previous owner's family return. And Cheng Qiang's attitude towards this villa is not at all as restrained as watching the house for others, he often takes his friends back to stay overnight, and almost never refuses acquaintances who want to come here to borrow it. He himself is even more casual as if he is in his own home, and he is not at all the attitude that he should have to help others look at the house.

"Actually, I also know that I can't hide it from you for long, but my parents have orders first, and I can only lie and lie to you." Cheng Qiang said embarrassedly.

Mo Qingduo nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, whether you have money or not, it has nothing to do with me." We've known each other for a long time, and I don't even know what your parents do, and if I were that kind of material girl, I wouldn't be with you. ”

"Uh-huh, I know, I know. You've never been the money-loving girl...... Hey? Wait, Qingduo, what is the meaning of 'matter' and don't follow me? Cheng Qiang took a while to react, and Mo Qingduo had something to say.

"If I really like money so much, wouldn't it be nice to directly identify Jiang Chengche? Their family is the real rich family, and you are just an ordinary local tyrant. Mo Qingduo pointed at Cheng Qiang's chest and said.

"Huh...... What you said seems to make a lot of sense, and I'm speechless. Cheng Qiang said with a smile.

"This girl is in a bad mood, put away your shameless smile." Mo Qingduo said with a high profile.

"Yes, yes, Queen, the little one obeys his fate!" Cheng Qiang arched his hand and said, quite a bit of a servile style.

"Anyway, we've known each other for almost ten years, and I really don't know what your parents do, so can you tell me about it? Quite curious. Mo Qingduo said.

"It's not that mysterious! My parents weren't wealthy people, but they had some social status. Cheng Qiang was a little proud when he talked about this, but it was not a feeling of pride.

"Your father seems to be a lawyer, right?" Mo Qingduo asked.

"Well, at the last banquet, I used this identity to help An Mike resolve the dilemma." Cheng Qiang said.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be quite clever." Mo Qingduo praised insincerely.

"Thank you, Queen!" It seems that Cheng Qiang intends to carry out the spirit of lackeys to the end.

"So, what does your mother do?" Mo Qingduo asked again.

"This, it's more secret." Cheng Qiang deliberately hung her appetite and made a hesitant look.

"If you don't say it, forget it, I don't plan to marry you anyway." Mo Qingduo knew that he was playing tricks, so he immediately put on a high-minded appearance and said with a shelf.

"Don't, I'm kidding. I say, I say, I'll say it! Cheng Qiang's series of affirmative sentences made Mo Qingduo laugh out loud.

"My mom is actually a writer." Cheng Qiang said mysteriously.

"Oh? Writer? What is her pen name? Mo Qingduo asked.

"Qingduo, are you sure you really want to listen to her pen name?" Cheng Qiang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Of course, you're not going to hide it from me anymore, are you?" Mo Qingduo asked rhetorically.

Cheng Qiang let out a long sigh of relief, thinking to himself, this is what you have to know the answer, don't feel pressured. (To be continued.) )