Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 148 The young man is quite romantic

Jiang Qin didn’t want to beep too much with Cao Guangyu, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him to the back door, and then ran into the classroom while the teacher was writing on the blackboard.

 At the beginning of December, the heating in the school has been turned on, and the whole room is warm, which instantly relieves the tight body.

Feng Nanshu found that the person he was thinking about was sneaking along the corridor, so he obediently picked up his coat from the seat next to him, made an empty seat, and waited for him to sit down.

She is wearing a black turtleneck sweater today. The slim fit outlines her exquisite curves. Matching her snow-white skin, she is smart and pure. However, because the temperature in the room is very high, her cheeks are a little pink. It is moist and looks more delicate than usual.

Jiang Qin sat down next to her and found that someone had come, but he didn't take the book.

But it doesn’t matter, I won’t look at it anyway.

 This is the difference between college and high school.

Jiang Qin High School's English textbook, the vocabulary list at the back was all torn up, and it was so tattered that in the end I had to cover it with tape and continue using it. This is a testament to my diligence in learning.

 But every one of his university textbooks is brand new, and there are even a few textbooks for non-major courses with no creases on the covers.

 “I heard you answered it for me?”

Feng Nanshu was lying on the table and looking at him blankly. After hearing these words, he raised his head as if he had regained consciousness: "I learned a lot."

Jiang Qin couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, thinking that this silly girl really thought she had learned the trick and got away with it, but little did she know that Zhu Feng and the others turned a blind eye.

“The weather has been getting colder recently. Is the heater in your dormitory hot?”

“It was hot, so Wenhui hung the socks on it to dry, and they were dry the next day.”

Jiang Qin couldn't help but glance at Gao Wenhui: "Xiao Gao, you know a lot of tricks like this."

Gao Wenhui was drinking water and almost choked. Her face turned red instantly: "Don't you guys do this in the boys' dormitory? And it's not just me, Feng Nanshu also does this sometimes."

 “I learned it from you!” Feng Nanshu turned to look at her.

 “It doesn’t matter if it’s the little rich woman’s, her socks are fragrant.”

Gao Wenhui clenched his fists and thought to himself, forget it. Although this detail is abnormal, it seems to be quite easy to understand after a closer look.

Jiang Qin leaned back in his chair and glanced at the blackboard. He had planned to memorize a few words, but it was not in vain, but he found that his brain seemed to be eaten by zombies, and he started to wander off soon.

He took Feng Nanshu's textbook and flipped through it twice out of boredom, only to find that every page in the book seemed to have its own name.

 Little Rich Woman’s handwriting is elegant and neat, just like her beautiful person.

 Sometimes there are one or two written on a page, sometimes seven or eight.

The difference in these numbers should be determined by the number of times Feng Nanshu was in a daze. The more dazes, the more he wrote.

 But fortunately, I didn’t draw a heart or anything after my name...

 “Textbooks should be kept neat and tidy, and no graffiti should be allowed.”

Jiang Qin returned the English book, said something to the little rich woman, and began to look around.

 Classes 4 and 3 rarely sit together. They basically use the dormitory as a group, each with its own small circle. Jiang Qin looked up and saw Pan Xiu, and on either side of Pan Xiu were Song Qingqing and Jiang Tian.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qin couldn't help but look back and found that Ren Ziqiang had indeed returned to his previous position, sitting side by side with Zhou Chao.

Is there anyone who suddenly wakes up in the middle of a dream like this?

“Brother Jiang, what do you think I am doing?” Ren Ziqiang looked confused.

Jiang Qin put his arm on the desk behind him: "How are you and Pan Xiu? I'm a little bored. Tell me to cheer me up."

Ren Ziqiang was not annoyed, but said expressionlessly: "I haven't paid attention to her for a week, and suddenly I felt that it was just that, just the past few days were difficult, but after I got used to it, I became relaxed and comfortable. Not only did I sleep better, The living expenses are enough, and occasionally I feel lonely, which is quite comfortable, as if a heavy burden has been lifted."

 “Has Lao Cao introduced you to your girlfriend?”

Cao Guangyu heard the sound and came over: "I don't have time yet. I may invite the sisters in their dormitory to get together next week. You can go together then."

Ren Ziqiang remembered the fear on his face last time, and almost had a physical reaction, and even his breathing was stagnant: "Brother Cao, can you not get together together, and just make an appointment with me alone with the most beautiful one?"

“I’ve never met you before, so how can I make an appointment alone? Do you have Lao Jiang’s shamelessness or my charisma?”

 “You’re telling the truth, right?” Jiang Qin spat at him.

Ren Ziqiang sighed: "I think it's better to forget it. It's not bad to be alone. It's getting colder and colder now. Brother Cao, you shiver with cold every time you come back from a relationship. It's not interesting. I'd better read novels." , let’s play games.”

Zhou Chao coughed: "Brother Cao, do you want to treat me to the Juxian Tower? I'll go with you and feed me whatever you want."

“I can’t afford to go to Juxianlou, so I just eat some simple food outside the school.” Cao Guangyu started eating instant noodles after being invited to Juxianlou once. If he was invited again, he would probably not be able to eat it.

Jiang Qin brought the topic back to Ren Ziqiang: "Old Ren, just let it happen as it happens with your girlfriend. The worst thing you can do is learn from me in the future. Look, I'm living a pretty good life."

Ren Ziqiang pursed his lips and said, "Stop teasing me, Brother Jiang, how could I find a beautiful and well-behaved girlfriend like you like Feng Nanshu? It will take several lifetimes to cultivate such a blessing."

Jiang Qin's face darkened: "You have such a loud mouth, but your attack power is quite strong." "Huh?"

Ren Ziqiang didn’t understand, and suddenly found that there was an extra toffee in front of him.

On the other side, Gao Wenhui groped for a long time on the table, then lowered his head and looked around. His expression gradually became confused, wondering where the candy I just took out had gone.

“Feng Nanshu, did you eat the candy on my table?”

 “No, I don’t like toffee.”

 The little rich woman shook her head, her eyes full of innocence.

“I didn’t say what kind of candy it was, how did you know it was milk candy?”

Gao Wenhui stared at Feng Nanshu and found that her little mouth was not moving. She glanced at Jiang Qin through Feng Nanshu, and it seemed that she was not using it to feed her boyfriend.

Strange, where the **** did my toffee go?

At this time, Jiang Qin turned around and took the toffee on Ren Ziqiang's table. What kind of toffee do grown men eat? He peeled off the candy wrapper and fed it into Feng Nanshu's little mouth.

“Jiang Qin, where did you get the candy?” Gao Wenhui looked suspicious.

Jiang Qin glanced at her: "Classmate Xiaogao, you are so lenient."

 “No, I lost the candy.”

“If you lose it, don’t let others have it?”

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In the blink of an eye, the English class was over. Jiang Qin stretched out and felt that the knowledge in his mind had become much richer.

Feng Nanshu has been following him since she left the classroom. She is like this. As soon as she sees Jiang Qin, she doesn't want to be separated again.

So Jiang Qin took her to Xitian on the first floor, checked the accounts casually, and showed symbolic concern for the employees' lives and studies.

Fang Xiaoxuan is now in charge of the branch of Science and Technology University. The only Xitians in Linda are Hu Xin and Chen Yong. Their work efficiency is a little worse than Fang Xiaoxuan's, but it is more than enough to deal with such a small store.

The little rich woman said seriously that she wanted to test out the new products in the store.

Gao Wenhui also came over and said that I was the boss’s best friend and I wanted to test it together.

Then the two of them held milk tea and found a corner to sit down, drinking and chatting.

“Jiang Qin, is there a party in your class? Our class is going to have a party soon. Do you want to go with Feng Nanshu?”

“I’ve been too busy recently. I have a new project coming online, so I can’t go.” Jiang Qin refused with a cold expression.

Gao Wenhui felt a little regretful: "If you didn't go, Feng Nanshu would definitely not go either. She is too clingy to you."

“Is your class party just a dinner party? It’s not much fun. It doesn’t matter whether you go or not.”

“Maybe I’ll go singing, or watch a movie or something, but it’s definitely not as fun as when you were team building.”

Jiang Qin smiled slightly: "The little rich woman told you, we went to a farmhouse in the suburbs on the day of team building, where we cooked our own dishes, played cards, etc. It was indeed more interesting than having a dinner party."

Gao Wenhui took a sip of milk tea and said, "I've seen the photos of your team building. You went to climb the marriage tree secretly in the middle of the night. You're like a bear stealing honey. I'm laughing so hard."

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"What's wrong?"

Jiang Qin’s expression changed: “What kind of marriage tree?”

Gao Wenhui was stunned for a moment: "The marriage tree you went to climb. The tree is full of wishing cards. The photo is very clear. The young man is young and quite romantic."

 “Stop spitting on others, that’s a good friend tree!”

“Nonsense, I have never heard of such a thing as a good friend tree in my whole life. You treat me like a three-year-old child.”

Jiang Qin held his breath, turned to look at Feng Nanshu, and found that she was holding a straw in her mouth stupidly, blowing into the cup.

Half a while later, Jiang Qin returned to 208, carrying a pile of milk tea in his hand to pay benefits to the proprietress.

Lu Xuemei stretched out her hand to pick it up, her eyes flashing with desire. As a result, after picking it up for a long time, everyone else had it, but she never got it.

 “Boss, I don’t have milk tea yet!”

 “I don’t have it for you.” Jiang Qin looked cold.

Lu Xuemei opened her eyes wide: "Why?"

“Do you understand that if you take good photos, something will happen? You thought your surname was Chen.”

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 (End of this chapter)