Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 149 Internet Addiction Teenager (29)

Qi Shi's house is a dilapidated small courtyard with only one floor.

Some small flowers and grasses were planted in the garden, and the other side was full of old bottles and some paper shells that Grandma Qi Shi picked up from outside.

These garbage that many people look down on or even dislike, can be exchanged for money at the waste recycling station, and even feed Qi Shi.

The house is small and the light is not very good, but fortunately it is clean.

From the first day Qi Shi moved into the dormitory, Yuan Mo knew that this guy loves to clean and organize things.

Qi Shi carried the things Yuan Mo bought from the supermarket into his home, and poured Yuan Mo a glass of water: "The house is small, so it can't compare to yours. If you don't like it, you can find another hotel outside."

The water is boiled from tap water and placed in a thermos, which smells like rust.

The car at his house couldn't drive, so Yuan Mo parked the car in the parking lot and the two walked over.

After walking for so long, Qi Shi was already thirsty.

He poured a cup for Yuan Mo, and when the water was cold, he poured himself a cup out of habit.

Yuan Mo held the glass painted with bright red flowers, blew it several times, and then took a sip gracefully from the bottom of the glass.

The dignity of the superior is everywhere.

Even in such an environment, the aura around her makes people feel that this place is like a palace, and she is a noble king looking down on the world.

Even if you are holding an inferior old-fashioned red flower cup, you can still drink the clear and eye-catching glass cup.

Yuan Mo used actions to tell Qi Shi that she didn't dislike her and could adapt well.

She didn't say anything herself, and Qi Shi couldn't drive her away.

I pursed my lips, and finally said nothing, ran to the yard to sort out the waste products that Grandma Shi had picked up, and separated them one by one.

The tall figure squatted next to a pile of waste products, wearing clothes that were worth a lot of money just by looking at them.

Yuan Mo was obscure, and his gaze shifted from Qi Shi to the big red flower glass he just drank.

The unfinished water was steaming upwards, and after a long time, a layer of white objects floated on it.

Yuan Mo's mouth was full of the rusty taste of the water just now.

Curly and slender eyelashes drooped down slowly, covering the uncontrollable emotions in the eyes.

If you get closer, you can clearly feel the oppression from Yuan Mo, like falling into the abyss of hell.

Dark, gloomy, all bad words can be used to describe her at this time.

There were rustlings in the yard, and grandma Qishi came back, carrying a heavy bag on her curved back, which was filled with today's harvest.

Grandma Qi Shi was very happy to see her grandson. When Qi Shi said that she brought her classmates to live with her for a few days, her wrinkled and aged face was full of smiles from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing Yuan Mo's calm and dignified look with a kind smile, he seemed a little cautious.

For fear of making Yuan Mo unhappy, she despises her grandson.

Qi Shi seldom has friends who are good at playing, and he finally brought one. His grandson must like it and play well.

Grandma Qi Shi didn't want to embarrass him in front of her grandson, and found that Yuan Mo didn't mean to dislike him except for not talking much.

The hanging heart fell, hunched over, went into the house and changed into clean clothes, and wanted to cook for them.

"Grandma, don't be too busy, I will do it."

Qi Shi's house is small, and there is no independent kitchen, the cooking place is located in the small yard.

Not big, but everything is complete.

"How about that, your classmate is coming to our house for the first time." Grandma objected to Qi Shi.

It seems impolite to greet people with something made by my grandson.

"Grandma, go and rest, I will do it with Qi Shi." Yuan Mo's face was very friendly, and the two small canine teeth were a plus.

(End of this chapter)