Observation Diary of a Blackened Girl and My Survival Guide

If this force does some tricks again, it will be troublesome.

Besides, Su Ye didn't know when he would come back.

Strange beauties like Su Xiaoying and Mo Ru can be seen in novels, but it would be a headache to meet them in real life.

So abnormal.

Most people really can't think of this brain circuit.

Where is this fun?

Lin Qian sat back on the chair and wanted to pour a cup of mung bean paste to drink, but when he saw that the big pot was drunk by Mo Ru, he fell into hesitation again.

Weighing the pot of iced mung bean paste in his hand, Lin Qian looked at Mo Ru, took another cup, poured a cup of mung bean paste and took a sip.

Mo Ru, on the other hand, looked at Lin Qian warily.

Seeing that Lin Qian didn't do anything, she slowly returned to her seat.

Mo Ru propped his chin with one hand, staring at Lin Qian's face.

Lin Qian also ignored Mo Ru.

After today, everyone will go to each side of the sky, you take your Yangguan road, and I cross my single-plank bridge.

What does it matter to me that you're a lesbian lesbian?

Lin Qian didn't plan to have too much interaction with Mo Ru, so he took out his phone and fiddled with it.

Above is a long string of messages.

It was all from Lin Yin.

For example: Where are you?

what are you doing?

Do you still have classes on weekends in the university?

Give me extra lessons tonight?

Remember to have lunch...

I'll wash your clothes for you!

I'm going to buy some dumplings after school. Do you want dumplings or noodles tonight?

It's a holiday tomorrow...can you take me out to have a look?I haven't been outside yet...

Until the last one: [Lin Qian... why are you ignoring me... woo... I'm so sad... I can't even listen to class...]

"......"

I can't take it anymore, how the hell did I pick up such a silly batch?

The corner of Lin Qian's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he sent Lin Yin a message back.

【Are you my mother?Listen carefully. 】

Lin Yin's reply was sent within ten seconds: [I have something nice to listen to, and I'm not so old. Didn't you say that I am your daughter, you are my old father~]

[You still know?Linyin, let me ask you, have you ever seen a daughter who wants to marry an old father? 】

【Aren't I just...hehe...】

"......"

[There may be something wrong with your filial piety, I suggest remaking it. 】

Lin Qian put his phone away after replying to the message.

He took out a cigarette on his own, and walked outside.

"You still smoke?"

"Yeah, what?"

Mo Ru stared, and murmured in disbelief: "How much does Lanlan like you... She hates boys who smoke the most."

"Can bear you smoking..."

Her voice was so low that only she could hear it.

"What do you say?"

Lin Qian had already walked to the door, took out the lighter, and lit the cigarette.

"It's nothing."

"Oh."

Lin Qian responded and walked out the door.

But within a second he was back again.

"Would you like one? I don't know if you smoke."

Lin Qian shook the cigarette case in his hand: "Girl, would you like a cow?"

"I don't smoke anymore! Get out!"

Mo Ru pointed to the burning cigarette in Lin Qian's hand, and called out, "The smoke is floating in!"

"Oh, sorry, goodbye."

With a bang, the door closed.

Seeing that she was the only one in the room, Mo Ru smacked her lips.

"Er...the taste is so strange..."

..........

After lunch, we chatted.

It's already two o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the original script, the four of them went to the KTV next to Tiancheng Hotel.

Similarly, in order to be worthy of the grade of Tiancheng Hotel, the KTV is also extremely luxurious.

Along the way, Lin Qian used the memo on his phone to record some details of his interaction with An Lan.

Including sprinkling dog food during meals, gentle words, and ambiguous body movements.

These details can be used when I go back to write that new sweet article.

Lin Qian was still very serious in his work.

Resplendent hall, beautiful front desk lady.

Every once in a while, there are special cleaners to mop the floor, and the marble floor tiles are so bright that people can be seen.

A little surprise flashed in Lin Qian's eyes, and he kept looking at the luxurious KTV in front of him.

It was the first time for him to come to such a high-end and elegant place, but he couldn't behave like Grandma Liu when he entered the Grand View Garden.

Can only sneak a few glances.

But An Lan, Mo Ru and Su Ye are obviously not the first time.

The four walked to the front desk.

Mo Ru tiptoed to make herself look taller.

She put the phone in front of the waitress and said, "Private room 301, online booking, Moru."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The waitress forced her eyes away from Lin Qian from time to time, and after clicking a few times with the mouse, she showed a professional smile: "Ms. Mo, hello, I'll take you and your friends over."

Soon, a male waiter came over.

The four of them quickly reached the third floor.

"Lin Qian, An Lan sings very well. Do you feel pressure to sing love songs with her?"

Su Ye looked at Lin Qian and An Lan who were stuck together, and smiled.

"No, my singing skills are still..."

As Lin Qian was talking, his voice suddenly stopped.

The footsteps also stopped.

He narrowed his eyes and looked down the corridor ahead.

[Today's fourth update is to make up for the October addition, and the October addition is still one update away. 】

Chapter 210 Meeting Mu Jin by Occasion

A well-dressed young man with a managerial appearance and a petite, young waitress.

A married woman in her 30s and a four- or five-year-old girl at her feet.

Dinner plates and broken fruit platters were scattered on the floor.

The manager yelled and the waitress kept her head down.

The hand hanging in front of her clenched her fist tightly, as if to show that she was very unwilling.

The woman stood in front of the manager, seeming to be talking about something, while the little girl hid behind the woman, crying with aggrieved nose.

"Lin Qian?"

An Lan felt that Lin Qian beside him stopped in his tracks, raised his head and glanced at him suspiciously, then followed his gaze to look forward.

"That is..."

An Lan frowned, and recognized the waitress after a few seconds.

With a look of surprise on her face, she pulled Lin Qian's clothes: "Lin Qian, that girl... seems to be a student in your class? I seem to have seen it before."

"Ah."

Lin Qian nodded and said, "She's Mu Jin."