Qiao Rong felt that there was nothing wrong with Wen Changqing's words, and it was natural, because she knew that if a tree was transplanted twice in half a year and changed the environment twice, it would be easy to die because it couldn't adapt to the environment.

In order for the better growth of this sycamore, Qiao Rong came to Wen Changqing's house to see it when she wanted to see the tree.

However, Wen Changqing ate a few more years of salt than Qiao Rong, and he tricked people into a routine without much effort.

"Then let's start making up for it now."

Qiao Rong bent her eyebrows and smiled embarrassedly at Wen Changqing, asking others to help her make up for her class was really the first time she was a child, she used to learn casually, but she didn't expect that she would also have to make up for the class.

Qiao Rong felt a little embarrassed inexplicably.

"Let's go, let's go in."

……

By the time Wen Changqing had finished telling Qiao Rong about the knowledge points she didn't understand in the past few weeks, it was already three hours later.

At ten o'clock in the night, the dew was even deeper, and the stars were obscured by the mist.

Although Wen Changqing and Qiao Rong live very closely, only five minutes away in total, there are more accidents at night than during the day, so Wen Changqing insisted on sending Qiao Rong home in person.

The wind at night was much cooler than at dusk, and Qiao Rong couldn't help but sneeze a few times as soon as she came out of Wen Changqing's villa, and her whole body was a little trembling.

"Little Joe, are you cold?"

"It's fine."

Qiao Rong said euphemistically, God knows that her hands and feet are cold now.

"Put it on."

Wen Changqing took off his thin black coat and handed it to her neatly.

"It's... Not quite right? ”

Qiao Rong hesitated a little, she really hadn't worn a boy's clothes when she was so big, although she had borrowed his new clothes to wear before, but they were clothes that she had never worn before.

"Don't wear it?" Wen Changqing's voice was a little lower, with a hint of imperceptible threat.

“……”

Qiao Rong silently took his coat and put it on his body casually, without even pulling the zipper.

She thought that it would be a five-minute walk anyway, and wouldn't it be more convenient for her to wear it for five minutes and then take it off and return it to him.

However, the next moment, Qiao Rong, who had a clanging abacus, was dumbfounded.

Wen Changqing saw that she didn't pull up the zipper, so she stopped and dragged Qiao Rong directly in front of her, and without saying a word, lowered her head and neatly pulled up the open coat in a regular manner.

The night was very cold, and the arm wrapped in the coat suddenly warmed, and the whole person began to warm up, and that kind of warmth seemed to flow down her limbs to the tip of her heart unconsciously.

Qiao Rong's eyes were inexplicably hot, and there was a blush at the corners of her eyes, how long had she not felt such warmth?

It seems like a long, long time......

"If the zipper is not closed, do you want to catch a cold?"

Wen Changqing's tone was stern, but there was a hint of distress in it that Qiao Rong couldn't detect.

“……”

Qiao Rong's ears turned red when she heard this, she didn't speak, she just walked forward silently, but her steps were pitiful.

The atmosphere between the two people was awkward and tense mixed with inexplicable ambiguity, but in just a few minutes, Wen Changqing felt as fast as five seconds, but Qiao Rong felt that it was so long.

Qiao Rong's steps were getting faster and faster, and her long black hair was scattered behind her, leaving Wen Changqing with a slender figure, looming in the night.

In fact, there was really a reason why Qiao Rong walked so fast, she was afraid that Wen Changqing would see half of her cheeks red.

……