In the end, Yang Ling took Rong Wanqi to eat hot pot, mandarin duck hot pot, a clear soup and a chili.

The considerate help Rong Wanqi threw vegetables into the pot and filled her cup with juice.

"Yang Ling, you are in S University, why don't you go to the foreign language department to find me." Rong Wanqi asked.

Yang Ling smiled shallowly, and replied lightly: "It's not time to meet again." ”

Rong Wanqi was lucky, but fortunately she didn't apply for A University. Otherwise, you won't be able to touch Yang Ling.

"Yang Ling, which department are you in?" Rong Wanqi put the lettuce into the bowl and dipped it in the seasoning, and asked Yang Ling.

"Department of Architecture." Yang Ling replied.

"Department of Architecture?" Rong Wanqi's face was puzzled.

He sandwiched all the cooked vegetables into Rong Wanqi's bowl and softly urged her to eat quickly.

That's when the phone rang.

"Seven in the evening."

"Where?"

"Eating out with my classmates."

"Who?"

"If you don't know each other, you're a classmate."

“......... Male? ”

Rong Wanqi heard Qiao Muqi's voice go down, and replied truthfully: "Yes, my playmate when I was a child." ”

"Which hotel?"

Rong Wanqi stayed, which hotel? Her eyes looked around, and she also told Qiao Muqi truthfully.

Qiao Muqi was silent, but he didn't hang up the phone, and after a while, he spoke: "Okay, I'll pick you up after dinner." ”

Rong Wanqi pressed the screen and hung up the phone.

Yang Ling couldn't help laughing, and Rong Wanqi's heart became empty.

"Your male ticket?"

Rong Wanqi nodded: "Yes." ”

Yang Ling looked her up and down: "It turns out that I have a boyfriend on the seventh day of the evening." ”

Rong Wanqi didn't want to have a sense of distance from Yang Ling, so she asked worriedly: "Will you not be friends with me because I have a boyfriend?" ”

Yang Ling laughed meaninglessly: "I don't think you can't be friends with me if you have a boyfriend." ”

Rong Wanqi looked at Yang Ling's indifferent look and put her mind at ease.

Qiao Muqi over there glared at his mobile phone and became angry. This little thing is eating with a male partner!

Qiao Muqi picked up the coat on the sofa and left in a hurry. I didn't care about the tiredness of running around for more than a month.

Qiao Muqi drove the car quickly, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and held the steering wheel tightly with his hands.

It's hard to hide the anger in her heart, her childhood playmate, a man. It stimulated his nerves fiercely.

Qiao Muqi hurriedly rushed to the hotel she was talking about, and watching their laughter from outside the door, Qiao Muqi's heart was stung.

Qiao Muqi breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense emotions were relieved.

Walking in and hugging her tightly, hugging her realism made him relax.

He whispered softly in her ear, "You're mine." Seven in the evening. ”

Yang Ling next to him watched Rong Wanqi being embraced by others like this, clenched his hands, and smiled casually on the surface.

Rong Wanqi pushed Qiao Muqi, signaling that he had other people present, and Rong Wanqi instantly blushed.

"Her boyfriend, Qiao Muqi."

"Her friend, Yang Ling."

The two men met their eyes and exchanged.