Falling Heart

Son... daughter-in-law?

Seeing her standing there in a daze, the three girls smiled even more.

"Looking up close, the real person is so beautiful!"

"It doesn't look as cold as the rumors say!"

"She looks a little cute in a daze now? I really want to rua!"

Seeing the eyes of the three getting more and more enthusiastic, Shen Qing felt for the first time that the girls couldn't stop them from going crazy.

She took two steps back in fear, and asked calmly, "Are you Xie Mingchao's mother fans?"

"Yes, yes, looking at such a cute face, don't you feel that maternal love is overflowing?" The girl touched the arm of the person next to her.

The other two girls said in unison: "Think!"

Shen Qing replied out of place: "I don't think so."

"So you are our recognized daughter-in-law," the freckled girl couldn't stop her aunt from laughing, "beautiful and powerful."

Shen Qing suddenly regretted stepping up to talk, and quickly thought of the words to escape, "I and Xie Mingchao are only at the same table, don't get me wrong."

The freckled girl smirked and pushed the person next to her, "We understand that Yunhe is very strict about puppy love. On the surface, he can only maintain the relationship with classmates, but he can go underground!"

Shen Qing understands the psychological state of those CP fans in the entertainment industry, and she is looking for candy for nothing!
She knew that explaining was useless to them, so she turned around directly.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, wait!"

This address made Shen Qing stagger, and turned around with a cold face, "I'm sorry classmate, we are the same age, please call me by my name or classmate."

Obviously still a high school student, stunned by knocking on CP?Calling a beautiful girl daughter-in-law gave her the illusion of being a teenager.

The girl probably also realized that this address made Shen Qing very unhappy, so she smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I'll change my words now."

Shen Qing has already condemned herself ten thousand times in her heart, and her indifferent mood has not diminished, "Is there anything else?"

The freckled girl pointed to the coat hanging on her arm, "Is that Xie Mingchao's clothes you are holding?"

She was about to say it was hers, but when she looked down and saw that she was still wearing her school uniform, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "No."

To admit that it is Xie Mingchao's clothes in front of these three mother fans, isn't that a kowtow!

"Student Shen, we were joking before, since you feel troubled, we won't impose this name on you anymore," the freckled girl smiled deeply, "You may not believe me, but we all know Xie Mingchao's school uniform. "

Shen Qing looked at his, then at her own, "The school uniforms are all the same."

The girl explained: "Xie Mingchao has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and his school uniform is whiter than other students'."

Does this work too?
Shen Qing couldn't find any other reason to say no, so she could only bite the bullet and admit: "It's his."

The eyes of the three lit up at the same time, but tacitly did not mention that title again.

She stubbornly added: "I still say the same thing, don't think too much, it's really nothing."

"It's okay, student Shen," the girl with ponytails said encouragingly, "If you can take down Xie Mingchao, you will surely make a profit."

Shen Qing was a little curious, "Why?"

The girl with freckles mysteriously lowered her voice: "Because chasing Xie Mingchao is equivalent to having two boyfriends, with a childish face but a cold heart, what a wonderful experience!"

Shen Qing: ...

She gathered her clothes expressionlessly and turned around, "I hope your wish will come true soon."

The three girls chased after him and shouted: "Student Shen, don't misunderstand, we are real mother fans, and we have no wrong thoughts about Xie Mingchao!"

Shen Qing kept walking, and went down the stairs in two or three steps, heading towards the runway.

She doesn't know if they have unreasonable thoughts, but Xie Mingchao's girlfriend must have fans.

Xie Mingchao won the first place without any pressure, and casually took the water handed over by the doggy Hu Feng.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Hu Feng grinned to the back of his ears, "You are fighting for the honor of Class Nine. It seems that our class will be the first in points this year!"

He scanned around the crowd, "Why didn't Shen Qing come over to congratulate you?"

Xie Mingchao paused when he twisted the bottle cap, "She avoids places where I am."

"Ah?" Hu Feng scratched his head in confusion, "But you two sit together every day, did you quarrel?"

Xie Mingchao walked straight out carrying mineral water, "No."

Although he always "attacked" her verbally, she never seemed to be angry with him because of this.

Shen Qing... has a pretty good temper.

His good-tempered deskmate was sitting in the last row of the auditorium in class nine, watching him return with a blank expression.

Everyone in Class Nine knew Xie Mingchao's temper, and the girls only dared to look at him from afar and dared not go forward.

Xie Mingchao sat down in the empty seat next to Shen Qing, and when he saw his school uniform being padded under her buttocks, his face darkened.

"Shen, Qing?"

She just noticed that he looked up from the novel as if he was coming back, "Hi, good tablemate."

There was depression in his voice: "My school uniform is used as a butt pad by you, it shouldn't be too good."

"I'm sorry," Shen Qing innocently pulled the corner of her mouth at him, "It was originally tied around the waist, but it may have slipped off."

She stood up, pulled out the clothes, and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on it.

"Back to you."

Xie Mingchao looked at it for a while, then turned his eyes back, "Take it back and wash it for me."

Shen Qing knew he didn't believe it, and she did it on purpose, using Xie Mingchao's clothes as a cushion in front of the three girls not far away.

Xie Mingchao decided to take back his evaluation of Shen Qing just now. He has a good temper, but he is full of bad ideas.

"If you feel cold, I can take off mine for you, which is the same size L as yours."

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect him to respond immediately: "Okay."

It was Shen Qing's turn to be stunned, and asked blankly: "Really?"

"The temperature difference between day and night is huge today," Xie Mingchao glanced at her, "Are you responsible for my cold?"

Shen Qing unzipped his jacket, "I can't hold you if you faint from fever."

She imitated how he threw clothes and threw them at him, "You wear them."

The pear blossom fragrance on Shen Qing's clothes was very strong, and Xie Mingchao lost his mind for a moment.

After running for [-] years, my face was not red and my heart was beating, but my face became hot at this moment.

He didn't put it on, just clenched it lightly, with a hoarse voice: "Not now."

She was eager to get rid of the responsibility, "The clothes are for you anyway, if you catch a cold, don't look for me."

Shen Qing doesn't mind wearing clothes that have been used as butt pads, she is not as clean as Xie Mingchao.

But she didn't dare to put it on directly, after all, Xie Mingchao's mother fans could recognize his school uniform, and his girlfriend fans might be so sharp-eyed.

Although the temperature dropped a lot today compared to yesterday, there was no wind in the morning, and Shen Qing didn't feel cold even though he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt.

After the game in the morning, she went home directly and changed, and handed Xie Mingchao's clothes to Li Xin by the way.

"Aunt Xin, please take it to the laundry for me."

Li Xin picked up the school uniform and looked at it, "But it's very clean."