Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"I went to class."

Ning Qianyu got up impatiently.

Yu Wen Qingge was embarrassed to take back his hand and shook his body twice.

"Sister Qianyu..."

Bang.

The dormitory door slammed shut.

"What's wrong with sister Qianyu today? Why are you so angry? "

Yuwen Qingge show eyebrows frown, cheek circle two groups of unnatural red.

After a while, she also went downstairs with her schoolbag. By the way, she took the breakfast that had not been finished.

"Qingge Xuemei."

Just downstairs, Jin Junxi came to her.

"Good morning, Junxi."

Yuwen Qingge gave a friendly response.

"Give it to me, Xuemei."

Jin Junxi strode over and reached for the bag in his hand.

Dormitory downstairs, some of the students back and forth, Yuwen Qingge did not want to pull with him, so he gave him the breakfast bag.

"Well?"

Jin Junxi took over and looked at it carelessly. Somehow, he felt familiar.

He took two steps forward, threw the bag into the trash can and opened the door of the electric car.

"Xuemei, get in the car."

"Don't bother, schoolmaster. I can walk by myself."

Yuwen Qingge smiles at him and refuses politely.

"You're welcome. It's on your way anyway."

Jin Junxi patience son smile way.

He was standing by the car in a black and white sportswear. Although the appearance is not as high as qianjingchuan, the whole person looks very bright and handsome.

Such people naturally attract many girls.

Yuwen Qingge saw a classmate cast a curious look at them, hesitated for a moment, and finally got on the car.

"Xuemei, how many classes do you have in the morning?"

Jin Junxi reminded her to fasten her seat belt and asked with a smile.

"Only professor Steven's class in the morning."

Yu Wen Qingge pursed her lips.

The 19-year-old's skin is like coagulated fat, and her cheek has a light crimson color, like peach blossom in March, which is beautiful and moving.

Jin Junxi carefully looked at the car, his heart slightly quickened, nervous with a trace of small joy.

Growing up so big, he still has this feeling for a girl.

He thought, this should be love.

From Yuwen Qingge dormitory to the classroom downstairs, almost all of them are looking for words. He said a word, Yuwen Qingge will reply. The atmosphere was slightly embarrassed.

Finally, when the car stopped, Yuwen Qingge immediately untied the seat belt.

"Hello, Jingchuan..."

She opened the door and was about to get off when Jin Junxi's phone rang.

Qian Jingchuan called.

Yuwen Qingge's heart is inexplicably constricted.

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I don't know if something happened early in the morning made Yuwen Qingge a little nervous. She was distracted many times during the class. Instead, Steven called on her to answer questions.

Steven's face was clouded by her grudging reply.

There was also a trace of irony in the eyes of the people looking at her.

"A vase is a vase..."

some even make complaints about Tucao.

Yu Wen Qingge lowered his head and clenched his hands. His heart was full of frustration and frustration.

After sitting down, the pen was almost broken by her.

She forced herself to listen carefully, but she was always uneasy and could not concentrate her energy.

After class bell rings, students continue to walk out of the classroom. After a while, she was left alone.

That inexplicable sense of loneliness wrapped her eyes gradually rolling out a touch of sour.

She took two deep breaths and began to clean up the table.

"I heard you were called by Professor Steven today?"

Ning Qianyu's voice came from behind.