"Anla, Lao Liu is at most a small rice bucket." Li Xinghe comforted Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao didn't feel the slightest warmth, but regretted making the decision so rashly before, "Is it too late to regret it now?" ”

"What do you say?" Liu Jiayao looked at him with a smile.

"Brother Liu, be merciful. No, keep your mouth shut. Cheng Hao cried with a sad face, "Accumulate some yin virtue for yourself." ”

Liu Jiayao snorted and took the lead in walking out.

"Lao Liu, don't you fight?" Yuan Ming shouted from behind.

"No, I'm afraid of losing. Accepting what is good is the way to survive. Liu Jiayao waved his hand.

"What a chicken thief." Everyone had no choice but to leave.

At lunchtime, Liu Jiayao and the others were very conscious, and they didn't sit at the six-person table, so they decisively chose a four-person table and let Qiao Wei and Xu Qinghe sit by themselves.

They have had enough of the stimulation from Xu Qinghe, who knows what else he will do.

Xu Qinghe is also happy to have no these four guys, how to sit there and look like an eyesore, it is better to sit separately.

After a meal, Liu Jiayao and others deeply felt that their choice was wise.

Xu Qinghe's performance can only be described in one word - before and after the saddle.

After choosing a seat, Xu Qinghe helped Qiao Wei pull out the chair and carefully wiped it with a tissue.

Qiao Wei couldn't smile bitterly when she looked at Xu Qinghe like this, and hurriedly sent him to take a seat.

Xu Qinghe's chair was not yet hot, and he stood up again and cleaned the dishes with boiling water.

"Sir, our cutlery is all sanitized and guaranteed to be clean. There is no need to disinfect again. The waiter also watched Xu Qinghe's movements helplessly.

"It's okay, I'll disinfect it again, so it's safer." Xu Qinghe didn't raise his head.

The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "Sir, you are really a good man." ”

"Thank you. I hope she thinks so too. Xu Qinghe did not stop the movements in his hand.

Qiao Wei's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the waiter's meaningful gaze.

Xu Qinghe didn't realize it, and he didn't even bother to raise his head.

"What did Qinghe think of himself? Maids? Liu Jiayao asked his partners softly.

"Qinghe is really ······" Yuan Ming didn't know what to say.

Xu Qinghe turned his head suspiciously and glanced at Liu Jiayao and them.

"I'll go, with the wind. Can you hear it from this distance? My voice is so quiet. Liu Jiayao was taken aback.

Xu Qinghe saw that Liu Jiayao's eyes were a little flustered, and he kept avoiding his gaze, and couldn't help but be more suspicious.

Waiting for Qiao Wei to clean you up when she is not there, Xu Qinghe snorted softly.

"I don't know, if Qinghe really hears it, do you think you can really sit here?" Yuan Ming let Liu Jiayao relax.

"But the way he looked at me just now was terrible. I got goosebumps. Liu Jiayao couldn't help but shudder when he thought about it.

"Qinghe's IQ has dropped, why is his intuition still so accurate, it shouldn't be. Or rather, more perceptive than before. The galaxy won't be able to. Yuan Ming was a little puzzled.

"Does Xinghe have such a thing as intuition?" Liu Jiayao objected.

"Only God knows, you know and I know, they know, Qinghe won't know." Cheng Hao said vaguely.

"I hope so." After Liu Jiayao finished speaking, he buried his head in eating and no longer spoke easily.

"Lao Liu has nothing to do if he doesn't speak, he can only eat······· This rice bucket may be evolving. You'd better be prepared. Yuan Ming said to Cheng Hao.

"I'm not going to put myself here to help him pay for his meal, am I?" Cheng Hao was a little scared.

"Don't put yourself in it. But you have to be prepared for a big bloodletting. Liu Jiayao picked up a piece of beef and put it in Cheng Hao's bowl, "Eat more, don't be hungry in order to make me full." ”

"Thank you so much for your concern." Cheng Hao burst into tears.

"I'd rather be polite." Liu Jiayao chewed a piece of meat and said indistinctly.

Who was polite to you, which ear did you hear that I was being polite to you? Do you need to be polite? Cheng Hao complained secretly.

"Why don't I eat less. Seeing that your complexion is not very good, shall we go back early? Liu Jiayao looked at Cheng Hao nervously.

"It's great that you can say that, and it shows that you have a clear conscience. But don't worry about it, I'll reimburse you if I say I'll help you reimburse, I still have this amount of energy. Cheng Hao waved his hand and fell weakly on the chair.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Liu Jiayao smiled and hugged his fist at Cheng Hao.

"That's what you're waiting for." Yuan understood Liu Jiayao's glance.

"How can I be?" Liu Jiayao was upright, "What kind of person am I, this is the kind of person I hate." ”

"Lao Liu is living like he hates." Yuan Ming said with a smile.

Everyone laughed, and Cheng Hao also swept away the haze on his face.

Although Cheng Hao behaved like this on his face, he was not unhappy in his heart, if he was upset for this little thing, it was not his style.

Liu Jiayao also knew that Cheng Hao was just joking, but how could he really eat Cheng Hao and make Cheng Hao bankrupt, naturally it was enough to stop.

Among the 402 people, there are some things that don't need to be said at all, and they all know each other. Maybe this is the tacit understanding that has been cultivated after a long time together.

"They were laughing so happily." Qiao Wei noticed the movement of Liu Jiayao's table.

"Don't bother with it, a few not-so-normal guys are just hurting each other." Xu Qinghe didn't need to look to know what they were doing.

"Just look at me." Xu Qinghe added.

Qiao Wei glanced back at him.

On the fifth day of the holiday, Qiao Wei sat at the desk, picked up and put down the pen in her hand, and then picked it up again, hesitated for a long time, and then resolutely wrote the first word on the paper.

Since there is nothing to hesitate about, then do what you have to do, do what you have always wanted to do.

The holidays passed in a flash, and it was time to return to school in a blink of an eye.

"He said he was going to be my personal mailbox, so what's the point of writing one? He wrote so much to me. Qiao Wei whispered to herself, clutching the letter tightly in her hand.

"Jove." Xu Qinghe walked out of the classroom.

"Mr. Post, this is for you." Qiao Wei didn't dare to look up at Xu Qinghe, and handed him the letter in her hand.

Xu Qinghe's hands trembled a little, and he almost didn't catch a letter with an almost negligible weight.

"You wrote this?" Xu Qinghe's Adam's apple rolled.

"Hmm." Qiao Wei's voice was faint, but Xu Qinghe heard it, and heard it very clearly.

"This mailbox has finally received the first letter, and it is no longer an empty nest." Xu Qinghe quipped.

Xu Qinghe handed the three love letters in his hand to Qiao Wei.

"You draw inferences." Qiao Wei looked up differently and reached out to take it.

The corners of Xu Qinghe's mouth raised, and he didn't speak again.

"So I'm leaving?" Qiao Wei asked cautiously.

Xu Qinghe nodded, he was still immersed in joy and couldn't extricate himself.

Zhou Ting watched this scene not far away, and the corners of her mouth were also smiling.