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After Shi Qing returned to the room, he sat quietly on the edge of the bed, without moving for a long time.

After a long time, he seemed to sigh and fell straight back onto the soft bed.

Shi Qing just felt a little depressed in her heart, and the indescribable emotion made her feel suffocated.

She buried her head in the quilt as if she was competing with someone, making sounds that sounded like she was laughing and crying.

Turning over, she looked at the photo on the bedside table with unfocused eyes, pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

The sunlight formed a semicircle on the balcony, and the cold autumn wind penetrated through the gap, blowing a corner of the curtain.

On the light pink bed, a beautiful girl was curled up quietly. One of her slippers had fallen to the ground long ago, while the other one was still hanging on her toes.

This was the scene Jiang Jingshuo saw when he opened the door and walked in: the girl was sleeping soundly without any vigilance.

Her black hair was scattered, her skin was fair and her lips were red. Her eyes were closed, and there were faint tears hanging from the corners of her slightly upturned eyes, as if she was dreaming about something sad.

He gently put down the steaming cup in his hand and fixed his eyes on the family of three in the photo frame. The girl in the middle was smiling happily.

Seeing that she was almost curled up into a ball, Jiang Jingshuo pulled the quilt next to him and covered Shi Qing with it. He looked at her feet hanging over the edge of the bed and frowned slightly.

You will definitely catch a cold if you leave it like this.

He moved his fingers, but reluctantly took off the dangling slippers and grasped the girl's calf. Soon, his body stiffened, and he looked down at his hands thoughtfully. They were soft and tender, as if they could be crushed if not carefully.

As if he was trying hard to endure something, he took a deep breath and was helping her to tighten the quilt. Unexpectedly, he saw the girl slowly waking up, "Jiang Jingsuo?"

With a hoarse voice, she called his name softly, like the whisper of a lover.

His eyes are watery and misty as if drunk.

Jiang Jingshuo's expression froze for a moment, and he finally regained his composure. He smiled generously, "Is the young lady finally awake?"

Shi Qing seemed not to understand what he was saying. She blinked stupidly, then opened her eyes belatedly. Suddenly, she pulled the quilt over her head and didn't move for a long time.

Ahhh, why is Jiang Jingshuo in my room!

But the man teased her without any sense of snobbery: "Miss, you have a headache after sleeping for too long. Now that you are awake, get up. Also, don't you feel bored?"

Resigned to his fate, Shi Qing lifted the quilt, revealing a pair of light-colored eyes and round fingertips, like a soft and cute animal, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Jingshuo stood up and shrugged. "If the young lady hadn't been sleeping so soundly that there was no response to my knocking, I wouldn't have wanted to come in. Besides, don't you even know to take off your shoes before going to bed for a nap?"

Shi Qing then realized that he was still covered with a blanket. Just now, he seemed to have fallen asleep in a daze and had no awareness of covering himself with a blanket.

She looked up at the boy who was looking down at her and said vaguely, "Then you go out first."

Jiang Jingshuo raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes, Miss. By the way, Miss, you can use this to moisten your throat."

Shi Qing followed his gaze and saw the cup of hot drink on the bedside table was still steaming, and the person in the photo frame became blurry.

He didn't drink the hot milk in the morning, but this time he took the initiative to bring her a cup of hot drink.

After Jiang Jingshuo left, Shi Qing stood up and took a sip out of curiosity.

It's fragrant and sweet, but not greasy at all.

When Shi Qing went downstairs with the half-empty cup, Jiang Jingshuo was sitting on the sofa. On the table in front of him was a plate of pastries and a small cake.

He actually secretly made the cake while she was sleeping.

Shi Qing sat beside him with a complicated expression. Although she was delighted by the lingering fragrance, she still looked at him quietly.

Jiang Jingshuo was confused: "What's wrong? Are you not satisfied? I spent the whole afternoon making this alone."

After obtaining permission to use the kitchen, Jiang Jingshuo discovered that what Shi Qing said about the complete set of tools was true. There was nothing missing, including ingredients.

So, there was this stack of pastries, cakes and that cup of hot drink.

Shi Qing shook his head and said resentfully, "That's not what I'm talking about. You promised to teach me how to make a cake, but you actually want to cheat me."

Jiang Jingshuo realized the reason for her resentment and laughed, "So that's why. It's my fault, but I definitely didn't mean to be a scoundrel. I just saw that the young lady was angry, so I took the initiative to apologize."

After speaking, his tone was sincere and helpless, with a hint of doting.

Shi Qing then remembered the scene of her leaving with a cold face after lunch, and felt a little uncomfortable.

She rolled her eyes, pinched a small pastry and put it in her mouth. It was crispy and sweet. "Since you are so sincere, I won't be angry."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingshuo smiled, his eyebrows slightly curved, his narrow eyes half-closed, and his dark eyes were like the starry sky, crushing all the tenderness.

Even if it is done with the intention of trying to please, it is all aboveboard and done with good intentions.

Comforting herself in this way, Shi Qing was quickly attracted by the beautifully decorated cake on the table. She asked, "Can I eat it?"

"Of course." Jiang Jingshuo replied, taking a cake-cutting tool and handing it to her, "Miss, please come and cut it."

Shi Qing laughed at his exaggerated tone, took the knife and carefully cut the cake in a cross shape, put the first piece of cake on the plate that had been prepared, and presented it to Jiang Jingshuo with both hands: "This first piece of cake is dedicated to our great contributor - Chef Jiang Jingshuo."

"Thank you, Miss." Jiang Jingshuo took it with a smile.

Shi Qing took a bite, his eyes turned, and he said sincerely: "It's delicious. Whoever becomes your girlfriend will be blessed."

"Do you want this blessing?" Jiang Jingshuo asked suddenly, but his tone was extremely gentle.

what?

Shi Qing was stunned and stared at him blankly, at a loss as to what to do.

Jiang Jingshuo was calm and pointed to the big screen in front of him: "I saw it said so in a TV series."

So that's how it is. Maybe he was just bored and happened to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Shi Qing forced a very stiff smile, lowered his head and put the cake into his mouth with the fork.

"It's getting late. I should go back." He only said this for a long time.

Shi Qing quickly looked up at the time, it was almost 19:. It was getting dark outside.

"Let's finish dinner before leaving. I'll ask someone to take you back later." Shi Qing looked towards the kitchen. It was light on and someone was already cooking.

Jiang Jingshuo refused and said, "I can't eat anymore. I still have some things to deal with, so it's better to go back early."

Seeing his firm attitude, Shi Qingcui lowered his eyebrows and eyes, saying in a gloomy tone: "Okay, I'll ask someone to send you back."

This time, Shi Qing deliberately ignored Jiang Jingshuo's excuses and made a phone call to arrange for a driver to take him there.

"Miss, see you tomorrow." After opening the car door, Jiang Jingshuo turned around and waved with a smile.

Shi Qing stood at the door and smiled back at him, "See you tomorrow."

When she returned to the living room, she heard Aunt Wu ask her, "Miss, the food is ready. Should we serve it now? Hey, where's Xiao Jiang?"

Because of the incident of borrowing the kitchen to make a cake just now, Aunt Wu felt that the child was both polite and cheerful, and most importantly, he was extremely patient with the young lady. Throughout the day, he always managed to make the young lady happy.

After observing him for a while, I was very satisfied and changed the way I addressed him from "Classmate Jiang" to "Xiao Jiang".

Shi Qing suppressed the smile that could not be concealed, "Aunt Wu, Jiang Jingshuo has gone back."

"What a pity, I just made the spicy dish you like." When the table was cleared at noon, the plate of spicy pork ribs was almost gone. With the lady's appetite, she would never be able to finish it no matter how much she liked someone.

Shi Qing's expression changed slightly, and she began to think. She thought Jiang Jingshuo had deliberately snatched it from her this morning.

Shi Qing was in a good mood and sat at the dining table, picking up a piece of pork ribs. However, she had just finished a piece of cake and couldn't eat any more.

After a simple meal, she stared at the remaining cakes and pastries on the table and said, "Aunt Wu, please help me pack these remaining pastries. I will take them to school tomorrow. I will keep this cake and eat it tomorrow."

"Okay, miss." Aunt Wu said as she packed up the cakes, "To be honest, Xiao Jiang is really good at making cakes. It's no problem for him to open a cake shop. I'm sure many people will like it."

Shi Qing smiled and confirmed: "Indeed, plus his handsome face, he will definitely be a popular figure at that station."

"I wonder if Xiao Jiang has a girlfriend?" Aunt Wu muttered. She was open-minded and thought it was normal for children of this age to fall in love.

She secretly glanced at Shi Qing. Girls of this age are pretty and innocent, so it is understandable that boys and girls would have romantic feelings for each other.

the next day.

"Wow, Qingqing, you are so nice. How do you know I haven't had breakfast yet?" Shi Jiayi took it and stuffed it into her mouth, her eyes blurred with tears, as if she had been hungry for hundreds of years.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Shi Qing asked her with some pride.

"Hmmmm!" Shi Jiayi nodded wildly, "It's so delicious. This is the best pastry I've ever eaten. By the way, where did you buy it? I want to go there after class."

Shi Qing paused, and lied expressionlessly: "My cousin sent it to me. I think he brought it from another place. Anyway, I don't know where he bought it."

Shi Jiayi said "Oh" regretfully, but didn't ask any further.

Shi Qinggang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw the young man in the black T-shirt who had just walked in.

The corners of his eyes were raised, with a faint smile on his lips. He walked past her, his vague gaze falling on her.

I don’t know how much I heard what I just said, Shi Qing felt depressed.

"What's wrong, Qingqing?" Shi Jiayi calmly looked past the boy in black and looked at her with concern.

Shi Qing smiled, "It's okay."

As usual, Shi Qing listened to the class seriously. During the break, he pretended to look behind him casually and saw that the boy was no longer sleeping like before, but was concentrating with his head down.

After pondering for a long time without any clue, he grabbed a handful of hair in annoyance. When he looked up, he met Shi Qing's gaze.

Jiang Jingshuo thought of something, lowered his head and fiddled with something under the table, then raised his chin and shook his phone again.

Shi Qing took out his cell phone and saw a red dot on the black kitten's avatar. As soon as he clicked on it, a serious voice sounded behind his head.

The middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle pushed his glasses and said, "Student, you are playing with your phone at school. Come to my office."

Shi Qing: "..."

Jiang Jingshuo: “…”