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Chapter 305 "I asked you for a WeChat ID."

Lying lazily on the bed for a while, Lin Qingyou took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, and checked the time, it was not yet ten o'clock.

She closed her eyes and yawned, then slowly sat up.

Time flies so fast, and the New Year is already approaching in the blink of an eye. Although Lin Qingyou usually has no sense of ritual, but since this is the first time to celebrate the New Year in Xiangzhou City, she lazily took her mobile phone, put on her coat, I still decided to go out and buy some traditional New Year's goods and come back.

I remember that during the Chinese New Year, every household had to post Spring Festival couplets, and I don’t know if there are Spring Festival couplets in the supermarket in front.

Although there are still two days before New Year's Eve, all kinds of festive trinkets have already filled every gap in Xiangzhou City. The treetops and branches are covered with colorful lanterns.

The shopping mall is crowded with people, noisy and noisy, and it shows that there are groups of people in small groups.

Lin Qingyou carried a shopping basket at the entrance of the supermarket, and walked slowly inside. Although she came out this time to buy New Year's goods, in fact, the food during the New Year's Eve was the same as in normal times, so Lin Qingyou didn't buy anything else. Yes, go directly to the decorations.

Squatting in front of the shelf and carefully picking out Spring Festival couplets, the phone in her pocket suddenly buzzed and vibrated. Lin Qingyou held the Spring Festival couplets in one hand, and reached into her pocket for the phone with the other.

"Hello?" Her attention was all on the Spring Festival couplets at the moment, and she didn't even look at who was calling.

"Moomi, where are you now?"

In the phone's microphone, Jing Xing's lazy and faint voice came from that end.

"Hmm..." Lin Qingyou quickly glanced at the two couplets, then stood up, threw the chosen couplets into the shopping basket, and then replied, "I'm in the supermarket, what's wrong?"

"Is it the supermarket at the intersection in front of your house?" Jing Xing asked.

"Yes." Lin Qingyou replied.

Jing Xing didn't know who he was with, Lin Qingyou vaguely heard someone ask him, "Is that the little girl in the little yellow hat?".

The voice didn't sound real, but it didn't sound like Cheng Xu and the others.

After Jing Xing spoke to the man in a low voice, he said to the phone: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go in now."

Lin Qingyou didn't ask anything else, and obediently said hello.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and there are so many people around that it is difficult to move forward. There are long winding queues in front of the cash register.

Lin Qingyou thought that Jing Xing had something to buy, so she didn't go to line up, but wandered back and forth between the shelves near the entrance of the supermarket.

Soon, Jing Xing's figure appeared at the entrance of the supermarket.

Lin Qingyou was looking up at the canned milk on the top shelf, when she could hear the excited and excited shouts of the girls.

This kind of reaction is really too familiar, every time Jing Xing appears on the playground, those face-controlling girls who are willing to be beaten to death by the school bully often have this reaction.

She turned her head sideways and looked towards the entrance of the supermarket, and she saw the familiar figure.

Because of the holiday, Jing Xing didn't wear the school uniform, but a black windbreaker, the buttons on the chest were unbuttoned, revealing the white shirt inside.

The young man's back was straight, his eyebrows were clean, and there was a bit of indifference and indifference in his bones.

The whole person looks cold and abstinent.

At this time, most of the people who came to the supermarket were students who were on vacation, calling for friends and sisters to come together. They put their heads together and whispered when their lips touched.

"Fuck? Sisters, look at the little brother at the door, isn't he a little too handsome?"

"Oh, call me an ambulance, I'm going to die! Isn't this face blatantly tempting people to commit crimes?"

"Quickly, quickly, let's go ask for a contact information. Going to the supermarket alone at this time must not have a girlfriend."

Jing Xing lazily raised his eyes and glanced around, and then accurately fixed his gaze on the little glutinous rice dumpling in front of the shelf.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was tightly wrapped from head to toe, with a beige beret on his head, a big thick sweater on his body, a warm-colored plush scarf around his neck, and slightly curly hair. Long brown hair hangs down to her waist softly.

Like a... soft little penguin?

Jing Xing raised his brows subconsciously, and was about to walk towards the small glutinous rice dumpling when the group of girls who were whispering just now pushed a girl out suddenly.

Jing Xing subconsciously took half a step back and distanced himself from the girl.

The girl's face was slightly red, and she glanced back secretly. The remaining girls opened their mouths silently and gave her a cheering gesture.

The girl mustered up her courage and raised her head.

Just meeting those beautiful and indifferent black eyes, the girl completely forgot what she wanted to say, opened her mouth slightly and stuttered: "Hi, classmate, hello..."

Jing Xing frowned slightly, and looked towards the little glutinous rice dumpling almost instinctively.

Most of Xiao Nuomi Duanzi's face was buried under the thick scarf, only a pair of black and white eyes were exposed. Although she couldn't see the exact expression on her face, she seemed...not very happy?

"But, can you give me your WeChat ID?" The girl blushed and said stumblingly while quietly watching him from the corner of her eyes.

Jing Xing didn't talk to her much, but raised his chin indifferently, and said bluntly, "My girlfriend is over there."

Not only the girl who came to ask for her contact information, but also the girls nearby who were queuing up to check out were also looking at her, eager to strike up a conversation, thinking that if this girl succeeded in asking for a WeChat account, she would also log in. Try it before.

Hearing his words, the crowd let out a sigh of regret.

That's right, if he is so good-looking and doesn't have a girlfriend, he's probably gay.

Jing Xing walked over a few steps, looked down into the shopping basket of Xiaonuomi Duanzi, there was nothing in it, only a pair of couplets was left empty.

Ok?
couplet? ?
"Why did you remember to buy couplets?" Jing Xing asked.

Hasn't she always had no sense of ceremony?
Lin Qingyou raised her hand and pulled the scarf down, looked at him with black and white eyes, spoke slowly, and asked instead: "Student, can you give me your WeChat ID? "

Jing Xing: "?"

"I asked you for a WeChat ID." Xiao Nuomi Duanzi repeated what the girl had just said when she struck up a conversation, with a sense of settlement after autumn.

"..." Jing Xing couldn't help laughing, but at the same time, he also felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

(End of this chapter)