After the afternoon class, I returned to the dormitory.

Song Jingjing took Qin Xin's hand: "Xinxin, Emperor Q's exhibition, can you go with you?" ”

Qin Xin drew pictures on a blank piece of paper, all of which were symbols that Song Jing couldn't understand.

She said lightly: "Don't go." ”

Song quietly sucked the grapefruit-flavored milk aggrievedly: "Xinxin, I promise you, if you go to the exhibition, I swear that I will endorse until twelve o'clock in the evening every day, and swear to pass the final exam!" ”

Qin Xin: "......"

Song Jingjing: "Please...... Heart...... Please......"

was begged by the soft girl shaking her hand, and Qin's heart was big.

She understands why men can't stand girls being coquettish, and she can't stand it as a girl.

Especially a simple sister like Song Jingjing, it is really terrible to ask for someone.

Qin Xin: "What you said, if you can't do it......"

Song Jing immediately swore seriously: "I can't do it live and eat books!" ”

Qin Xin: "......"

Forget it, you'd better let the books go.

Song Jing was so happy: "Xinxin, you promised me, right?" I knew you were the best! ”

It was great to have a roommate who cared about her studies.

can still use a vow to study hard to get her roommate to agree to go out with her.

Song Jing quietly circled around the dormitory excitedly, busy: "Xinxin, can you help me choose clothes?" We got VIP tickets, and if wearing a school uniform looks too casual and disrespectful to Emperor Q, I want to wear it beautifully to see his great works! Xinxin, what should I do, I think my clothes are so ugly that I can embarrass our VIP tickets Woo woo woo ......"

Qin Xin couldn't see it, and held his forehead: "This one is okay." ”

She pointed to Song Jingjing's white shirt spread out in a large pile of clothes on the bed, clean and without any decoration.

Song Jing picked up the white shirt in dismay: "Xinxin, are you sure?" Can this one? ”

It's just a white shirt, hey.

Wouldn't it be too perfunctory to the master?

Qin Xin stood up, asked Song Jing to put on his shirt, and then ......

She picked up the ink brush in her hand and began to sketch haphazardly on her shirt.

"Xinxin, although my shirt is cheap, only 100 yuan, it can be worn to participate in the choir...... What should I do if I paint a flower......

"Xinxin, what are you doing with scissors?"

"Ah, Xinxin, don't cut my little meat......!"

After Qin Xin finished drawing, he cut two scissors casually: "Okay." ”

Song Jing's little face was aggrieved, and her tears were about to fall, so she walked to the balcony to look in the mirror.

The next second.

She rushed into the bedroom excitedly, hugged Qin Xin and wanted to kiss: "Xinxin, I love you, ahhhhh It's not a white shirt, it's ......a work of art."

Obviously, Xinxin just moved a few strokes and scissors casually, how could there be such a magical effect, completely revealing the advantages of her figure, but at the same time cleverly covering her shortcomings, making her flutter like a fairy when she walked casually!

It's amazing.

Qin Xin blocked her lips with his hand: "Ahem, I didn't mean to see the exhibition, why don't you leave?" ”

Although the pure and coquettish sister paper is cute, what if she always wants to pounce and kiss her?

Qin Xin still wore the same black hoodie, blue denim trousers, and a pair of jogging shoes before going out with Song Jing.

The two of them are black and white, and they are quite conspicuous among the students waiting to enter.