planted in her hands

Meng Qingyao usually sends texts back to WeChat. I haven't figured out what kind of situation will trigger her voice switch, but I will be pleasantly surprised when she sends a voice, because she speaks softly and her voice is soft. It's so good that I can't listen to it once.

I listened to her voice several times, and finally let out a deep sigh of happiness on the phone.

There is no way.

I cleared my throat, and replied with a voice: "Mmm, yes, then I will have a good rest tomorrow."

Little crocodile: [It's time to go to bed now. 】

【Good night! 】

【See you tomorrow. 】

I'm very obedient, and I'm not procrastinating at all, but after the phone was locked, I didn't feel sleepy for a long time, and I just played back every bit of getting along with Meng Qingyao in my mind.

When will she like me?

I do not know.

It doesn't seem to matter too much, I just need to make sure that she likes me now.

But I haven't slept well these days, even if I didn't mean it, I used to be troubled by "lightness", but now I am excited by "lightness", but now I have to try to make myself fall asleep. The innocence made me a little tired, and the feeling of exhaustion slowly consumed me, and it didn't take long for me to lose consciousness.

Work time is 10:30, and I set an alarm for nine.

At this time, there is no one in the house. My parents both have jobs, and even my nephew has gone to art class. I am the only one who is idle in the house.

After breakfast, I got into my car and set the destination to Luoshui Community.

10 minutes before work time, I arrived at the underground parking lot of the community, and then rode a shared bicycle all the way to "Jianqingshan". I didn't come back for a day, but it seemed a long time ago. When I opened the door, I felt a little unreal .

What was even more unreal was Meng Qingyao who was sitting in the store.

She took a wooden hairpin and tied her hair up. Her bright face collided with her gentle temperament, but it was unexpectedly harmonious, just like a beauty appearing in a painting.

My eyes met hers and it took my breath away.

With a slight smile in her brows and eyes, her lips parted: "Morning."

"Sister Qingyao." I brought myself back to my senses, "Morning."

I habitually sat down opposite her, but didn't quite dare to look her in the eye: "I had a good rest last night."

"I didn't sleep well." Meng Qingyao held her chin and looked straight at me.

I was forced to raise my eyes and land on her face: "Why?"

"What do you think?" she asked me again.

Yesterday, I was also asked if I wanted to draw a picture, and at the end was "What do you think?".

Now again.

But her rising pitch at the end is really nice.

I thought about it, pretended not to know, and asked tentatively, "Did you think of something?"

"Ah."

She tapped her cheeks with her fingertips, and the smile on her lips dazzled my eyes: "I thought of Little Bear."

I:……

Thanks, I'm burning up.

I coughed lightly, a bit unable to withstand the current communication with her, but the corners of my mouth still curled up uncontrollably.

Fang Qiyue appeared at the stairs at this time, and she was not surprised to see me, so she greeted me: "Xiao Chi, you're back."

"Sister Qiyue."

Fang Qiyue got herself a glass of water, pulled out a chair beside Meng Qingyao and sat down: "Qingyao said you are going to hold a drawing competition today?"

I glanced at Meng Qingyao, and she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yes." I answered Fang Qiyue's words without changing my face.

Fang Qiyue looked lazily: "Then Xiaochi, it's still too late for you to bribe me, I will vote for you with my eyes closed."

"But sister Qiyue, you won't know which painting was drawn by me."

Meng Qingyao followed suit: "That's right." She paused, "How would you know which painting was drawn by us... Chi Du."

She stuck when she said "we".

I am not mistaken.

Would she mean "mine"?

Fang Qiyue was speechless: "The best paintings must be drawn by Xiao Chi, I still have this ability." After she finished speaking, she looked at me, "Xiao Chi, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? Your ears are so red. "

I raised my hand, touched my ear, and was even ready to say "it's okay".

But Meng Qingyao took the lead and said: "Maybe Xiaochi just thought of something happy."

Fang Qiyue wrinkled her nose: "There's something wrong with you, shake gently."

"Ok?"

"You didn't call me Xiaochi before, you always called her by her first name."

Meng Qingyao laughed: "I'm really wrong, what's wrong?"

"...It's so scary, sister, I'm scared." Fang Qiyue made an exaggerated expression, picked up the water glass and she went upstairs.

Meng Qingyao and I were left.

My breathing was out of order.

Meng Qingyao fanned her eyelashes lightly: "It's a little red."

"It's okay..." My voice was low, and I still said this line, but it didn't have any credibility.

Meng Qingyao cooperated with me and continued: "Well, it's okay."

She added two more words at the end, with a smile on her face: "Cute."

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The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to write four thousand qaq

But my girlfriend is in a bad mood, I have to play with her

Add more delays for two days, because tomorrow I have to go out to watch the concert! ! !