Chapter 118: "Qin Qingyu, the host of the art festival."

Qin Qingyu heard Su Jinglian say such a large paragraph, and suddenly understood a lot.

Maybe it was just because of the blind spot in her thinking that the analysis was so one-sided.

However, having said that, there is also this benefit that I did not identify myself at the beginning.

If the Qin family elder knew that she was here now, and such a stupid thing had happened, then she, the goddess, would probably have to start cultivating from scratch again.

Qin Qingyu looked at Su Jinglian and didn't say anything, just said lightly, "Well, what you said is also right, I neglected to analyze these just now." ”

Su Jinglin looked at the time, and seemed to feel that he had been delayed here for a long time, and there was a bit of impatience in his tone, "Now that you know, can you go?" ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Qin Qingyu's reaction, he walked directly towards the end of the corridor.

Qin Qingyu, who was still standing under the cherry blossom tree, was a little stunned, but he was only stunned for a few seconds, and then ran up directly, as if he wanted to catch up with Su Jinglone's footsteps.

……

Art Hall.

Su Jingshan was just about to step in when he heard a clear and gentle voice.

It's just that this voice doesn't seem to be the original sound, and if you listen carefully, you can still know that it was deliberate.

"Su Jinglone, are you here?"

When the words fell, the girl was about to reach out and pull Su Jinglin in, but Su Jinglin leaned sideways and glanced at the people behind her, "You don't have to come in?" ”

"Oh." Qin Qingyu replied lightly, "Then let's go." ”

Although she knew that Su Jinglin was using herself to get rid of that girl, she didn't say anything.

After all, who wouldn't encounter one or two rotten peach blossoms?

If you can help him now, maybe you will really repay him in the future.

And the hand of the girl who was going to go to Lasu Jinglin froze in mid-air, paused, and still took her hand back.

looked at Qin Qingyu, but his fascination swirled on Su Jinglian, "This is ......"

Su Jinglian didn't want to explain, but when he thought of what he had to say later, he paused, and still said, "Qin Qingyu, the host of the art festival." ”

"Uh-oh." The girl glanced at Qin Qingyu again, and her eyes continued to return to Su Jinglian, as if she was waiting for something.

Finding that Su Jinglian didn't seem to intend to introduce himself to the young man, he paused, looked at Qin Qingyu and said shyly, "Hello, my name is Lu Qing." ”

Qin Qingyu pursed his lips slightly, didn't say anything, just said "um".

The words fell, and the three of them walked in together.

Qin Qingyu looked at the huge art hall almost decorated, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

"What am I going to do now?"

Although I don't know what I should do, it's always right to ask Su Jinglian.

Qin Qingyu's eyes looked at Su Jinglian who was sitting in the chair, waiting for his answer.

Su Jing leaned back on the chair lazily, and said casually, "Eat breakfast." ”

When the words fell, his eyes turned in one direction, looking at the scenery outside, ignoring Qin Qingyu's incomprehension.

And Qin Qingyu, who was originally standing, was a little stunned and didn't know what to say.

After a pause, it seemed that there was nothing to say, and he sat on the same chair and looked at the scenery in the art hall.

……

Five minutes later.

The girl who had just said hello appeared in front of them, carrying two bowls of Maifeng fishing noodles in her hands.

Seeing this, Qin Qingyu's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help but smash his tongue.

She said, how did this girl walk away after introducing herself just now?