This was what Wang Xing saw when he came out of the other room, and he sat beside him as he was accustomed to, putting away the things scattered on the floor and setting them aside.

"Didn't fall asleep again?"

"Hmm."

A hoarse voice responded softly.

Wang Hao hated iron and said: "Let you go and see, if you don't go, you will drag down your body sooner or later!" ”

Qi Li didn't speak, but Wang Xing knew that he was avoiding this question.

"It's still a little while before the recording, so go and lie down in bed."

Wang Xing said weakly.

"I don't want to go."

Qi Li squinted slightly, looking at the gradually white sky outside the window, and his thoughts were slightly distracted.

"It seems that Chi Yao took you to record today, and I heard that she has been doing a strategy for a long time."

After Wang Xing said this in confusion, he yawned and went back to the room.

Sure enough, Qi Li came back to his senses as soon as he heard Chi Yao.

He smelled the smell of himself, the smell of tobacco had long since contaminated his body, and the smell of last night was gone.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he felt his face tired for the first time, even if it was the same as before, but he still felt that he was not in the same state as last night.

He frowned, pursed his lips, looked at himself in the mirror, and sighed helplessly.

When Wang Xing woke up again, he didn't see Qi Li when he left the room, he frowned and looked for a while, and finally went to look at his room, only to find that there was a person lying on the bed.

As soon as Wang Xing came in, the people on the bed opened their eyes and looked at him with clear eyes.

"How does it feel?"

Qi Li stood up.

"Still not asleep."

"You can close your eyes and refresh your mind."

Qi Li walked past him and glanced at him lightly, and he didn't say anything more.

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Today's weather is suitable, the sun is just right, the breeze is not dry, and the occasional cool wind blows to caress people's faces.

Everyone's youth will have a school uniform, that is the most nostalgic time, whenever we talk about school uniforms, we will always remember vividly, thinking of him or her wearing school uniforms.

Qi Li wore a white shirt, his slim clothes outlined his figure under his clothes, and his long legs were undoubtedly exposed by black trousers.

The breeze gently swept the broken hair on his forehead, and the messy hair gave him the spirit of a teenager, like the gentle seniors in the hearts of every girl in the school, and every move teased their hearts.

And this "senior" looked into the distance, as if waiting for someone.

As the look in his eyes changed, the camera followed his gaze.

The girl walked slowly towards him, her eyebrows crooked, and she looked at him standing in the doorway with a smile.

The black waist-cinching school uniform jacket sets off the girl's slender waist, the white shirt inside is inexplicably matched with him, the black pleated skirt also floats gently with her walking, and the small bow tie at the shirt collar and the stockings with a circle of cute lace look playful and sweet.

Chi Yao stood in front of him, shook it in front of his eyes, and said cutely, "Qi... Good morning. ”

She suddenly remembered how angry he had been last night, and the words on her lips turned a corner.

Seeing her youthful and energetic appearance, Qi Li's thoughts were pulled back to the year he and her from the moment she appeared.

The immature girl back then seems to be the same as back then, not much has changed, but now it is more exquisite.

(End of chapter)