Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 890 The Most Romantic Thing - Unbelievable
The evening wind blows from the window, bringing bursts of coolness.

Ouyang Fu slightly raised his hand, then put it down again.

It's better to leave the window half open, so that Xia Yang can wake up!
"What do you think, Xiaoqian?"

Xia Yang's smiling voice sounded nearby.

"Can I pretend I don't know you?"

Ouyang Fu glanced at the light slightly reflected on the window glass.

"What's the use of pretending?" Xia Yang glanced at Ouyang Fu, brought a plate of Chiba tofu in front of him, and pulled it all into his own bowl, "I've eaten all your tofu."

Ouyang Fu looked out of the window, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes towards the ceiling: "Eat, if you have the ability, you can finish all the dishes on the table."

"It's not a problem, that's what I thought."

Xia Yang said, and took the job bowl in front of Ouyang Fuqian.

Looking at the reflection on the window glass, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help being startled, and turned to look at Xia Yang: "This is mine!"

"I know." Xia Yang replied without raising his head, and grabbed two of the rice bowls with his chopsticks, and all the rice and vegetables in the bowl were poured onto the plate in front of him, "I'm I'm not afraid of getting your saliva, what are you afraid of?"

Ouyang Fuqian suffocated instantly: ...

She didn't even eat a bite of rice just now!
Forget it, I'm too lazy to answer his words!
"Xiao Qian, you are getting more and more backward." Xia Yang kept chopsticks in his hand, picked up the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and glanced at Ouyang Fuqian, "How can we play together in the future? Not only do you have no sense of humor , even the previous sense of tacit understanding is gone.”

"Who wants to play with you?"

Ouyang Fu Qianyi looked towards Xia Yang from the window sill.

The number of people in the restaurant gradually increased. From the first two or three people who entered together, now they have come in in groups of three or four.

"Me?" Xia Yang snorted, paused, spit out his bones, glanced at Ouyang Fu, then followed her gaze to the right, "I'll go, these people don't need to go to class Well? It’s only a few o’clock and I’ve come over to eat, and I just know how to eat, what a waste of youthful time.”

"You are not the same." Ouyang Fu replied quietly.

"I, how can I be like them?" Xia Yang picked up the Chiba tofu in front of him again, "I'm young now, growing my body, eating more to grow taller and handsome, I can be like them Well? How old are they? So old, they've all been set!"

old?Ouyang Fu took back his long-distance gaze, glanced at Xia Yang, and then landed on the dining table in front of him: "You are really young."

The food on this table, together with her meal, was almost gone, and there were still two green plates left untouched.

One plate is mashed garlic water spinach, and the other is braised small green vegetables!
Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth. She knew that Xia Yang hated garlic and vegetables the most.

"Well, it seems reasonable," Ouyang Fuqian looked at Xia Yang, "Hurry up, finish the food on the table, and my sister will go out with you to watch the night scene."

"Whose sister? I don't admit it," Xia Yang paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and looked towards Ouyang Fu, "You are my goddess!"

Hearing the words, Ouyang Fu laughed lowly, but didn't respond.

"That's right." Seeing that Ouyang Fu only smiled and didn't speak, Xia Yang became amused, glanced at the dishes on the table, and paused for a moment with the hand holding the chopsticks.

Ouyang Fuqian, who had a panoramic view of all this, couldn't help laughing lowly, his eyes flicked back and forth between Xia Yang and the two dishes: "It's agreed, eat all of them, don't waste it."

Xia Yang's hand holding the chopsticks paused again for a few seconds, then put down the chopsticks and looked at Ouyang Fuqian: "Xiaoqian, you haven't eaten for a long time. , Hurry up and eat a little."

"Dinner, I quit."

Ouyang Fuqian, who was leaning against the window, responded softly, smoothed out the broken hair around his ears, and twisted a strand, "You are young, and when you grow up, it is more beneficial to mix meat and vegetables." growing up."

Xia Yang suffocated, smacked his mouth, with a helpless face, he caught Ouyang Fu's shallow eyes.

"Xiao Qian, you know that I don't like to eat this," Xia Yang looked embarrassed, and picked up the chopsticks, "For the night tour you mentioned later, I will risk it all, I will eat."

Before the words fell, the chopsticks had already picked up a leaf of green vegetables.

Before Ouyang Fuqian had time to slow down, Xia Yang stuffed the vegetable leaves into his mouth.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

"It's really good." Xia Yang turned his head and looked at Ouyang Fu, "It's a pity that you don't eat."

Then, what did Ouyang Fuqian see?
Xia Yang's chopsticks had already reached another plate of mashed garlic spinach, he picked up a few and stuffed them into his mouth.

Cough cough, Ouyang Fuqian couldn't help blinking her eyes quickly a few times, didn't she see it wrong?
That Xia Yang, who always hated eating these two dishes, actually had a lot of fun with a smile on his face!

Did she remember wrongly?Or is she missing something?
For a while, there was silence.

There is only a half-open window, and the cool wind seeps in from the window, blowing in bursts, refreshing people extraordinarily.

Until she watched Xia Yang eat the last water spinach with her own eyes, she still looked uncertain.

Xia Yang actually changed his habit?

"The power of love is great, don't you know it?" Xia Yang chewed the last dish vigorously, took the paper towel on the table, wiped his hands, and looked at Ouyang Fu shallowly, "My goddess , now you can accompany me to go on a night tour and talk about love, right?"

"..." Ouyang Fuqian looked at the pile of empty plates on the dining table, then at Xia Yang, and blinked, "You..."

"What are you, let's go."

Under Ouyang Fu's shallow surprise, Xia Yang quickly tidied up the pile of magazines on the table, stood up, walked to the opposite side of the table, and stuffed them into the off-white backpack.

Ouyang Fu was slightly startled.

This really means that the wind is the rain, so you really go for a night tour?
Before she regained consciousness, Xia Yang came over again and stuffed the special edition into her hand: "This one is for you as a souvenir."

Feeling the coolness coming from the magazine in his hand, Xia Yang's voice came again before he could see the cover of the magazine clearly.

"Don't read it, it's the one you picked that has the photo of that ugly boy."

Ouyang Fu lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the magazine in his hand, and the bright words on the cover came into his sight: November special issue!

This is Xia Yang?

"You don't need to thank me," Xia Yang smiled and bent over, "If you and I gossip tomorrow, will you believe that you and I are in a relationship?"

Ouyang Fu frowned slightly, and looked at Xia Yang: "This is different from a book."

"It's the same thing, my goddess!" Xia Yang's face was slightly smug, "I've asked, your ugly boy doesn't have a girlfriend."

Ouyang Fu was slightly taken aback.

"Let's go! Xiaoqian, that's all I can do for you, believe it or not."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Yang smiled brightly, and walked towards the door of the restaurant alone with his bag.

(End of this chapter)