I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

Chapter 23
The four of them sat together, and the learning atmosphere was fairly harmonious.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Xing's mobile phone in his pocket began to buzz and vibrate non-stop.

She took out her phone and glanced at the caller ID. It was Ji Yan's mother - Jiang Wan.

Ji and Ling are family friends, and Jiang Wan has liked her very much since she was a child.

In order not to disturb the people reading in the library, Ling Xing took his mobile phone and walked outside the library to answer the call.

"Aunt Jiang?"

It was indeed Jiang Wan's voice on the other end of the phone: "Xing Xing, why didn't you come to my house to play during the holiday, I miss you so much."

Ling Xing's expression softened inch by inch: "Aunt Jiang, I plan to go there on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jiang Wan's triumphant laughter came from the microphone: "I knew it, how could the stars not come to my house during the holidays."

Then she asked again: "Xing Xing, are you at home now?"

"Not at home, Aunt Jiang, I'm studying in the library with my classmates."

"That's it." Jiang Wan's voice seemed a little lost.

Ji Yan's voice seemed to be faintly heard over there, and after a while, Jiang Wan said again: "Xing Xing, Xiao Yan organized a barbecue with some of his friends, and Yu Yue is also at my house, she may be a little bit hard to let go of as a girl Play, or you can come and play together."

Yu Yue is Ji Yan's cousin. Ling Xing has met her several times and is not familiar with her.

She gripped the phone tighter and tighter, and finally agreed: "Okay, Aunt Jiang."

"Which library are you in?" There was a crisp sound of keys colliding on Jiang Wan's side, "I'll go pick you up now, by the way, remember to invite your classmates to come and play together."

Who knows if Zeng Zhile and the others are willing to go?Ling Xing was about to decline.

Jiang Wan's voice came hastily from the other end of the phone: "Xing Xing, I've already left the house, please send me the location on WeChat, and I'll go there now."

Before hanging up the phone, Jiang Wan asked again in a low voice: "Xingxing, did my Xiaoyan make you angry?"

Ling Xing was startled, and subconsciously replied: "No, Aunt Jiang."

How could Jiang Wan believe that she watched Ling Xing and Ji Yan grow up, could she not understand their tempers?

"Xing Xing, you and Xiao Yan grew up together, you should know him very well, he is like that, with a gentle personality, he seems to be nice to someone in the past, but in fact he is not like that..."

Gentleness has never been the same as indecisiveness.

Ling Xing listened to Jiang Wan's long speech, and gave a low "hmm" as a response.

Jiang Wan also knew that this was a matter between two juniors, and it was hard for her to talk about it as an elder.

Hanging up the phone, Ling Xing stared at the locked phone for a while.

She and Ji Yan grew up together, and the friendship between the two is naturally deeper. Qiu Yilin, who suddenly appeared, attacked him with a purpose. He didn't notice it. It's fine if his favorability for Qiu Yilin gradually increased, but He should not be greedy.

On the playground that day, Ling Xing couldn't see that he wanted the water that the two girls sent over.

While not rejecting Qiu Yilin, she is also not willing to part with her.

But how can there be such a cheap thing in the world, he can't let Ji Yan take all the benefits, right?
"Hey, Ling Xing." Seeing that she had been out for too long, Zeng Zhi called her at the door of the library.

Ling Xing put the phone in his pocket and walked towards her.

The two sat back in their original positions together.

Su Qingluo raised her head to look at them lightly, then lowered her head and continued to read, Zeng Zhile keenly discovered that his book, which hadn't turned a page since Ling Xing left, finally flipped again.

She seems to have discovered something she shouldn't have discovered...

Tsk, this damn eyesight!
Ling Xing put the pen in the pencil case, packed up his things and was about to leave. The other three looked up at her from the book.

With the idea of ​​having one more person and not having to face Ji Yan and the others alone, Ling Xing asked Zeng Zhile and the others: "A friend has an appointment for a barbecue, do you want to go with me?"

Pei Yan was the first to shake his head: "No, we don't know your friend either."

"Me too..." Su Qingluo's words of refusal came to her lips, and was interrupted by Zeng Zhile.

Zeng Zhile tugged at Ling Xing's sleeve and asked, "Is that friend of yours Ji Yan?"

Ling Xing nodded: "Yes."

Zeng Zhile immediately raised his hand and said, "Then I'm going."

Su Qingluo immediately said: "Together."

The three of them looked at Pei Yan at the same time, and Pei Yan adjusted his glasses strategically: "...then I'll go too?"

About 15 minutes later, Jiang Wan called Ling Xing and said that there was no place to park in the library, and asked them to come out and take a car to go straight away.

When seeing two other boys, Jiang Wan was obviously stunned for a moment, but she quickly realized that she lowered the car window and called Ling Xing and the others to get in the car quickly.

Four people, two men and two women, how to sit has become a problem.

Zeng Zhile took Ling Xing's arm: "Let's sit in the back."

Even if the two of them sit in the back, the co-pilot only has one seat, and only one person can sit.

Pei Yan looked at Su Qingluo: "Co-pilot?"

Su Qingluo took a step back and opened the rear door: "You sit."

Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect such a good thing.

The back seat can seat three people, Zeng Zhile sits at the door on the left, Ling Xing sits in the middle, and Su Qingluo sits on the right.

Although the space is not big, not to mention crowded, but the distance is too close.

Jiang Wan glanced at Su Qingluo calmly through the rearview mirror, and she finally understood why her son had low air pressure all over his body these days.

Even with Ji Yan having her own mother filter on him, he has to admit that the boy in front of him is not inferior to his son in terms of appearance.

The car started slowly, and Zeng Zhile chatted with Jiang Wan familiarly.

After driving for five or six minutes, the car suddenly braked suddenly, and Ling Xing staggered on Su Qingluo's body due to uneven force. She hurriedly sat upright and whispered: "Is that right..."

The voice fell, and the car braked suddenly again.

Accompanied by Jiang Wan's slightly angry reprimand: "Will that person in front know how to drive?"

Ling Xing's right hand was tightly grasped, and the force from the hand stabilized her body. The young man's fingertips were slightly cold, and he did not let go of her hand until the car drove smoothly.

Zeng Zhile, who hit the head of the front driver's seat twice in a row, covered his head, wanting to curse but also worried, his face was full of grievances.

Jiang Wan's driving skills are not very good, what is needed to make her car is not courage but backbone, the backbone not to be afraid of death.

After stumbling all the way, it finally arrived.

Ling Xing struggled lightly with the hand tightly held by Su Qingluo, motioning him to let go.

Su Qingluo lowered her eyes and glanced at it until she made sure that the car had stopped steadily before letting go.

Zeng Zhile opened the car door first, and she, who claimed to never get motion sickness, insisted on holding the car door and retched.

Jiang Wan was a little embarrassed: "Student, I'm sorry, I'm not very good at driving."

Zeng Zhile managed to stop the retching, and said something against her will: "It's okay, Auntie, I'm getting motion sickness because it's an old problem."

Ling Xing: "..."

Within 2 minutes of getting in the car, you proudly stated that you don't get motion sickness, did you forget it so quickly?

Ji Yan was standing at the gate waiting for them. He raised the corners of his lips when he saw Ling Xing, and slowly pursed his lips when he saw Su Qingluo behind Ling Xing.

Jiang Wan hurriedly walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Xiao Yan, why don't you invite your classmates in?

Only then did Ji Yan restrain his hostile gaze.

A few people walked to the backyard together. On the way, Ji Yan held back a little bit, but he couldn't hold back. He walked to Ling Xing's side quickly and asked: "You... went to the library together?"

Ling Xing nodded, and answered a little perfunctorily: "I met in the library."

The credibility of this statement was very low, Ji Yan obviously didn't believe it, but he didn't ask again.

He knew that even if he asked Ling Xing, he would not necessarily answer.

The barbecue grill and ingredients in the backyard have already been prepared, and the monkey and the fat man are lighting up the charcoal. Seeing Ling Xing and the others coming, they greeted happily.

At the table not far from them, there was a thin girl wearing vegetables and other ingredients. She smiled slightly when she saw Ling Xing and the others.

Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile consciously went over to help skewer vegetables on bamboo sticks, Su Qingluo and Pei Yan looked at each other, and walked towards the grill.

Ling Xing had only worn two or three strings when he heard a faint knock on the door outside.

The monkey who had been unable to light the carbon just found a reason to leave. He ran out quickly, and his voice came along the wind: "I'll go see who it is."

After a while, Hou Zi came back with a person, and he smiled at Ji Yan more or less reluctantly: "There is another classmate here, today is really lively, haha..."

"Ji Yan," Qiu Yilin walked over from behind the monkey, and she showed a big smile: "I saw you guys having a barbecue when I checked Moments, and I happened to pass by here, so I came here uninvited."

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Ling Xing.

Aunt Jiang also stopped stringing broccoli on the bamboo sticks. She glanced at Qiu Yilin, then at Ji Yan, and finally at Ling Xing, and then her expression became enlightened.

Oh, the two co-authors each found a partner in order to anger each other.

She shook her head and laughed, not childish.

(End of this chapter)