Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 385 childhood sweethearts: missing memory 20
Atmosphere destroyer, [-]-watt light bulb.

Hate.

Qin Muxu and Chen Ke have been childhood sweethearts for more than ten years, and the unfinished milk tea and small cakes she didn't finish were all directly stuffed for Chen Ke to eat, and Chen Ke would often eat two bites of herself, thinking that Qin Muxu would like it handed her the snacks.

In particular, Chen Ke's tutor, Ke Ge, didn't like to waste food since he was a child, and he didn't know how much he ate that Qin Muxu couldn't eat.

The two had never been to kindergarten before, and they ate like this. Many things had long since become a habit, and Zhao Jia felt a little embarrassed when he said that. Qin Muxu touched his nose, and his cheeks were a little red.

Han Xi likes to see Qin Muchu shyly and cowardly being molested by herself, but she is only limited to being molested by herself. Seeing Qin Muchu shy, she also patted Zhao Jia on the head with a smile, and scolded him: " You have the nerve to talk about the two of them, it’s not the first day you saw them, why are you so sour, and it didn’t work out with your primary school girl from last time?”

Zhao Jia didn't have the chance to meet someone who had a crush on each other since childhood like Chen Ke and Qin Muchu did, but he was not good at it and fell in love one after another.

Zhao Jia shook his head, but he didn't have the habit of commenting on his predecessor, he just smiled and said casually: "I can't help it, I don't feel it anymore."

Han Xi didn't like his emotional concept that everything can be a wife, so she laughed and scolded him a few more times, but successfully changed the topic.

Seeing that the two had chatted by themselves, Qin Muxu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt that something was wrong when he ate the small cake in front of him. After a few mouthfuls, he ate until his face turned red, and finally he died. Appetite, no longer eat.

Chen Ke was raising his eyebrows and watching with great interest Zhao Jia, the annoying person who teased him all day long, was being teased by Han Xi. Seeing Qin Muchu put down his fork with a strange expression, he asked, "Don't you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat."

Seeing that Qin Muchu really didn't want to eat it, Chen Ke picked up the small cake on the table without any hesitation. He didn't eat as delicately as Qin Muchu did, and finished the cake in two or three bites.

So Qin Muxu blushed even more.

Although it was the weekend, it was impossible for the third year of high school to have no homework, not to mention that Qin Muxu was worried that the workers at home had not pasted up the painting, so a few of them walked into Papa Xing to do their homework. Before ordering milk tea, Qin Muxu Xu Huan and Han Xi bit their ears: "I must be fat after eating so much today."

"What are you afraid of? Isn't there Chen Ke? I don't want to eat it for him."

!!!

Qin Muxu's face flushed red.

So that day, Qin Muchu almost stretched himself to death in order to finish his cup of milk tea.

Before leaving the cafe, Qin Muxu took a sad look at the empty cup of milk tea, and finally decided with tears in his eyes——

If you get tired of it, just get tired of it.

Give it back to him next time.

Theoretically speaking, the painting should have been pasted at this time, but just in case there is still food to eat, Qin Muxu offered that the two of them could walk back.

Chen Ke wished he could stay with Qin Muchu 24 hours a day, without any objection, took Qin Muchu's bag with ease, and walked forward with a flash.

Not long after leaving, Qin Muxu began to regret it a little. Chen Ke's birthday was in early autumn, and the weather had turned a little cold, so she wore a small yellow dress. She didn't feel it when she came out at noon, but it was a little cold in the evening.

But the driver had been sent back just now, and it was not a long way after all, so Qin Muchu didn't want to bother people to run again.

(End of this chapter)