Rong Wanqi took the backpack on the dining chair and picked it up and put it on his shoulder.

"Senior. Let's go? Rong Wanqi gently tugged at the corner of Qiao Muqi's clothes beside her.

When Qiao Muqi heard the words of the senior, he only felt that his heart was stabbed, and then he was angry!

"Come here." The man quickly suppressed his anger and said calmly to the happy little man who was smiling.

Rong Wanqi ran over obediently and happily and fell into his arms.

"Call me what?!" The man's arms were forcefully encircled around Rong Wanqi's soft body.

Rong Wanqi smiled and said, "Senior." She rubbed herself in his arms.

Qiao Muqi's eyelids jumped, and she whispered in her ear: "I'm your boyfriend, what should you call me, and you want me to teach you?" ”

Rong Wanqi felt frightened at the moment, he had always screamed like this before, and he had never seen him lose his temper so much.

"Are you disgusting me?" Qiao Muqi's eyes were filled with anger.

"Nope." Rong Wanqi denied it in confusion, why did she dislike him.

"Really?" He asked suspiciously, and kept looking at her pretty face, not letting go of any expression on her face.

Rong Wanqi smiled indifferently: "Of course not, how could I dislike you, it's strange." ”

With a sigh of relief, the tense emotions were also relieved, Qiao Muqi let go of her, hugged her tightly in the next second, and said above her head like a command: "Don't dislike me, don't, I don't." ”

Rong Wanqi only thought it was funny, what happened to the senior.

"You are mature and steady, and you know how to take care of me, how can I dislike you." Rong Wanqi smiled and joked.

Qiao Muqi laughed, this little girl always made him tremble, like this for a while, like that for a while, sometimes she always had to leave herself and him when she spoke, and sometimes she spoke like she was now, so that he was at ease.

On the second day of class, Rong passed by the trail on the seventh day of the evening.

The autumn sun is so dazzling at this moment, and the golden sunlight of the early morning jumps on Rong Wanqi's heart.

During class, Rong Wanqi was absent-minded. In the lecture hall, Rong Wanqi looked at the projector in front of the classroom, and her mind was already far away. He pulled out his phone from his backpack and slid his fingertips over Yang Ling's name.

I didn't forget to ask for his contact information when we were separated yesterday. As if he had made a lot of determination, Rong Wanqi typed a line: "Yang Ling, do you have any classes in the morning?" ”

I pressed the send button. The heart was beating uncontrollably, and Rong Wanqi felt that she had not been so nervous during the college entrance examination. I breathed a sigh of relief, and kept comforting myself in my heart. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous.

After a few minutes, Rong Wanqi waited anxiously for Yang Ling's text message.

"No class."

Seeing these two words, Rong Wanqi hesitated and sent another sentence: "Yang Ling, let's eat together at noon." ”

Yang Ling quickly replied to the text message.

"Good. I'll wait for you to get out of class. ”

Rong Wanqi suddenly didn't know what emotions came up, and Rong Wanqi didn't want to think deeply.

After class, as soon as she walked out of the classroom and looked up, he appeared in front of her, they were the same age, eighteen years old.

Walking together like a couple.

Qiao Muqi stood under the tree and watched their figures fade away, clasping his hands.