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The air was a little too quiet.

System: ⊙∀⊙ host is the dog man again, the ...... No... Dog boy and robbed, however, this time he did a good thing!

Ay~!

Qing Tian sat obediently, embarrassed and didn't dare to speak, afraid that the atmosphere would be a few degrees at the bottom, she either lowered her head, or looked out of the car window, just thinking that it didn't matter, but now she was slapped in the face instantly.

Sadness.

And it was quiet in the car~, the man driving through the rearview mirror observed that the young master did not look at the girl.

But there is definitely a situation, this is the first time that the young master hurts others! Thinking about it, a relieved smile appeared on his face in an instant, it seems that the young master has someone he likes!

He drove more slowly, and gave the young master more time to get along.

Hahaha.

Noticing that the speed of the car is noticeably slower.

Qing Tian: Is this out of oil?

thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask, what should he do if he hurt his face.

Then there was silence in the car.

Until the destination, looking at the familiar environment outside, Qing Tian quickly took out a handful of money from her pocket, and then stuffed it into the young man's hand.

With Jiang Boyang's surprised eyes, the girl smiled sweetly, "Thank you today, this is the fare." "The delicate voice is also a pleasure to listen to in the human ear. With that, she quickly jumped out of the car.

That free and easy energy, like a guest who has just finished enjoying the service.

Looking at the back of the girl leaving, after glancing at the handful of money in his hand, the smile on the young man's face was not so hypocritical, but a little more real.

And the money in his hand is about a hundred yuan, and this area is a very ordinary community, maybe this is her living expenses!

He didn't need it, so she might as well take it and buy a few more cups of milk tea.

The driver looked at the young master's silent appearance through the rearview mirror and smiled sweetly.

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When she returned home, the girl threw herself into the bed, and her body rolled around on the bed, as if she had thrown all her troubles out.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Tiantian, grandpa bought watermelon, don't sit on homework first, eat some watermelon." ”

"Okay, grandpa." Qing Tian immediately propped herself up from the bed.

The white and tender little feet put on the slippers and quickly opened the door.

"Don't eat in front of the air conditioner later, lest you catch a cold." Grandpa held a pot of watermelon that had been cut and handed it to Qingtian.

"Grandpa, how much did you give me, are you enough?" Qing Tian seriously suspected that he only kept one or two pieces to eat for himself.

"There's more." The old man said happily.

"Okay." However, Qing Tian did not take it back to the room, but to the living room.

At this time, on the sofa in the living room, an elegantly dressed grandmother sat there dignifiedly.

However, there are really only one or two watermelons on the TV table.

Sure enough, most of them are here with her~.

"What's wrong? She asked with concern as she looked at the TV, holding the remote control board in her hand.

Qing Tian sat down and casually put the watermelon in her hand on it.

"Grandpa gave me too much to eat." Then she took only one and ate it.

But until the end, the watermelon was not consumed.

Day 2. After class, the classroom was full of noise.

"Qing Tian, there are handsome guys outside who have been staring at you!"

However, the girl looked down at the book and whispered: "Oh~." ”

Qing Tian said that this is already a very common thing, and there are boys staring at her every day, this is not her blowing, but the fact.

Seeing that she was unmoved, the long-haired girl explained: "This person is the school grass Jiang Boyang!" ”

Qing Tian raised her head, Jiang Boyang?

What is he doing here, ⊙∀⊙?

The little head looks out the window, but there is no one in sight?