She's nice and soft

Chapter 13

After taking a shower, Su Qing sat on the window wall and drew the curtains.

Picking up the phone, I saw several missed calls on it. I wanted to turn it off and go to sleep, but thought of the note that Liu Ranran stuffed when he was going to self-study, drawing a small expression and writing uneasily.

[Qingqing, Jiang Sui asked me for your mobile phone number, and I gave it to him...

Don't be angry, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~, I will give you all the chicken legs in the next month, /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~]

Su Qing pinched the paper, and then realized that the inexplicable text message was actually sent by Jiang Sui.

For a while, she didn't know what to do.

After finishing her homework and doing two more sets of English test papers, she was going to take a shower and go to bed, but she didn't expect to find Jiang Sui's missed call when she came back.

Tangled many times.

She called back anyway, wiping her hair with a towel in one hand and holding the phone in the other.

"Hi, hello, is this Jiang Sui?"

Following the sound of the current, the girl's voice entered Jiang Sui's ears from the microphone.

Jiang Sui was lying on the sofa, the soda can in his hand fell down, and the splintering sound broke the noise in the silence.

Su Qing paused his fingers and pursed his lips.

"Hello, is this Jiang Sui?"

A soft voice, with a polite greeting, came to Jiang Sui's voice again.

"You are gentle to everyone, why are you so indifferent to me?"

The boy's breathing was short, and there was a bit of rebellion in his voice.

Su Qing didn't know how to answer for a moment. In the silence, the two could hear each other's breathing clearly for a moment.

"No."

The soft, outrageous voice, Jiang Sui could even see the girl's low eyebrows and pleasing eyes at this moment, but her posture was obedient, but those eyes were indeed bright and distant.

Su Qing pinched the phone, she just didn't know how to get along with him for a while, fear, anxiety and inexplicable emotions were all in her heart.

Jiang Sui sneered.

"No?"

The boy's voice was very low and somewhat hoarse.

Feeling very depressed, Su Qing bit her lip, hummed, answered, and then asked.

"Are you drunk?"

The girl's eyes were trembling, and she was breathing slowly. She didn't know, she couldn't figure out what the boy wanted to do, and she regretted making the phone call, worrying that something irreversible would happen.

"Why are you drunk, are you scared?"

When he was a little drunk, Jiang Sui's tongue became numb, and he squinted his eyes, looking into the distance.

Su Qing didn't answer, "Then you're drunk, you should take a good rest, or you'll get a headache when you wake up."

It's unreasonable to be well-behaved, but there is a touch of concern in his tone that is different from Yiwan's, and it can flow into his heart like a warm current.

"How do you know, you were drunk?"

"Huh?" Jiang Sui's voice was always nice, with a faint nasal tone, with a slight tail, which made people think of his frivolous and careless appearance with broken eyebrows for no reason.

Su Qing's hand paused, his eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth flicked.

"No."

"No, isn't this common sense?"

Flowers are the same age, ambiguous Hang Seng.

The two of them let that weird feeling slowly take root in their hearts.

"Still eating Chaos tomorrow?"

"Forget it, I'll take you to the hot pot tomorrow."

Su Qing wanted to refuse at first, but when the words came to her lips, she still complied.

But fortunately, it's not eating chaos, the chaos shop is too close to the school.

"Sleep well, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Unlike the tone of discussion, the boy has a strong sense of fatigue.

(End of this chapter)