Jiang Juan's mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Qiao Shu in a daze.

So it's not like she's thinking too much this time, right?

Even the live broadcast room is sprinkling flowers: "Finally hit the sugar!" ”

"Come on, Your Highness, work hard to attack the scrolls, phew, say something wrong, scrolls and cheers, work hard to attack Your Highness."

"You guys, we have to respect the game production team, okay? This game is obviously not this kind of setting.,Volume.,Let's go back.,Go back! ”

Ginger roll thinks so.

Pick it up.

So she leaned over her face, blinked her eyes, and said, "Brother Qiao Shu, do you want to be with me?" ”

Qiao Shu's hand hanging by his side began to get hot again, he pinched his fingertips, and said calmly: "Didn't you like to look for me the most when you were a child?" ”

Curling eyelashes, he said very naturally, "So I want to be with you now, is it wrong?" ”

That's the reason, but you didn't like to take care of me when you were a child.

Failed to reverse the flirtation.

Jiang Juan listened to him mend the knife again: "I remember that before you, in my room, you could wrestle." ”

Ginger Roll remembers this.

But how old is that, so young, and so old, why is Qiao Shu's memory so good, damn it!

Seeing her very depressed appearance, Qiao Shu's lips bent, quite a little proud.

Of course he remembered, and he remembered that after she fell, she didn't cry or make a fuss, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

I've always been very well-behaved.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shu felt very lucky.

He took her hand and said, "Go home, go to my house for dinner today?" There are cola chicken wings. ”

The girl nodded and followed him.

After that, he began the summer vacation life of handing out flyers with Qiao Shu.

Of course, every time a part of her flyer will be distributed by Qiao Shu.

At the end of the salary, most of them bought something to eat.

It is better to experience life than to enjoy it in a different way.

However, Jiang Juan suddenly realized that the whole summer vacation seemed to be stuck with Qiao Shu every day.

The day before school started, Jiang Juan lay on Qiao Shu's bed and painted.

Jiang Juan's painting was very abstract, and Qiao Shu sat next to her, reading with his head down.

Qiao Shu doesn't have any other hobbies, reading books is his biggest hobby.

Jiang Juan turned his head to look at him as he painted.

His eyes were drooping, his long eyelashes drooping, and the arc was seductive, and from this angle, he could still see the fine light in his eyes, and his dark eyes were unusually gentle.

Jiang Juan painted Qiao Shu, but ......

Not quite like that.

Painting, I didn't bother to paint, so I wanted to disturb Qiao Shu badly: "Brother Qiao Shu." ”

The other party lazily answered.

Ginger Roll called his name again.

This time, he shifted his gaze from the book, and his gaze fell on Jiang Juan's body, with shallow doubts in his eyes: "What's the matter?" Want to drink water? ”

Very considerate.

Of course, ginger rolls don't want to drink water.

She asked Qiao Shu, "Do you have any other hobbies besides reading?" ”

The white fingertips swiped from the side of the book, the fingertips curled up, Qiao Shu nodded: "Yes." ”

There really is.

Jiang Juan was interested, sat up, leaned over, and asked him with a blank eye: "What hobby?" ”

He hesitated, pursed his lips, and his gaze fell on the painting.

Her drawings are not delicate and unfinished, but they can barely make out that they are of a teenager with a book.

Looking at the little girl's curious appearance again, Qiao Shu's throat moved, and he spit out a sentence for a while: "Anyway, it's not painting." ”