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Chapter 79 Chapter 80 Nuan Nan is a sun

After the two finished eating the hot pot, Han Qiao went to wash the dishes.

Hu Jing's stomach was a little bloated. She sat on the sofa and rubbed her belly. She felt a little regretful. During this time, she had become a little rounder for "Da Ming Palace Ci".

However, the hot pot is so delicious.

Taking a sneak peek at Han Qiao in the kitchen, Hu Jing felt a little amused. You Longsheng was indeed a "warm man."

At this time, the phone buzzed, and it was a message from Zeng Li: "I called the police."

Is it so late? Hu Jing checked the time, it was 10:00: "Xiao Lizi, call the police quickly, I have already gone home."

"Really?" Zeng Li was lying on the bed, with her sister rolling beside her.

"Do you miss a man?" Hu Jing smiled evilly.

"Bah." Zeng Li sat up from the bed and typed hard: "You think I'm a nymphomaniac like you!"

Hu Jing patted her hot face. She was a nymphomaniac. Why didn't I know that? "You think too much. I'm just a flower lover."

"...Shameless." Zeng Li threw away the phone and pressed on her sister, suppressing her ruthlessly.

………………

Han Qiao cleaned up the kitchen and saw Hu Jing sitting on the sofa, giggling.

I felt a little confused.

He walked over and said with a smile: "Teacher Hu, it's getting late, I'll take you back."

It's snowing heavily outside, it's New Year's Eve again, there are few taxis, and it's not safe for Hu Jing, a girl, to go back.

Hu Jing changed her face in the Sichuan Opera. The smile on her face disappeared and she pretended to cough: "Yeah."

When I walked out of the door, the cold air blew in, chilling me to the bone.

Han Qiao and Hu Jing walked side by side, but this time Hu Jing did not approach Han Qiao.

It snowed heavily, and from time to time fireworks bloomed in the distant night sky.

Hu Jing must be aloof! Han Qiao asked for a topic: "Teacher Hu, why didn't you go home for the New Year?"

Hu Jing raised her head slightly, revealing her white swan neck. She walked gracefully and nodded when she heard this: "I have something going on this year."

Han Qiao thought for a while: "Mr. Hu, have you finished filming the scene of "Da Ming Palace Ci"?"

"The shooting is over."

Han Qiao fell silent, and it would be awkward to continue the conversation.

In the heavy snow, Hu Jing walked, her steps slowed down, and she looked at Han Qiao in confusion. Weren't they chatting well, coming and going, so why didn't the doggy man stop talking?

The two of them walked out to the gate of the community. The snow was falling heavily and they couldn't get a taxi. After a while, their heads turned white. Han Qiao looked at Hu Jing. The girl was shivering and her little hands were red from the cold.

It's definitely not going to work like this.

The main road is right at the entrance of the community. There are very few cars at this time, and there are even fewer cars in other places.

Han Qiao thought for a while, kneaded a big snowball in the snow, and threw it towards Hu Jing.

Hu Jing was thinking about something when a snowball hit her and she sat down on the ground.

Han Qiao didn't expect Hu Jing to be so weak and hurriedly walked over: "Teacher Hu, are you okay?"

Hu Jing's buttocks hurt. When she saw Han Qiao coming, she lowered her head.

When Han Qiao knelt down to help her, Hu Jing sneered, picked up the snowflakes in the snow with both hands, and wiped them off Han Qiao's face.

"Hanqiao."

Hu Jing's fingers were cold and snowflakes covered her head and face.

Han Qiao didn't move, and the two of them were in an ambiguous posture, as if they were hugging each other. Hu Jing felt something was wrong even as she wiped it, and when she lowered her head and looked down, her ears suddenly turned red.

Han Qiao raised his head, and Hu Jing seemed to be holding his face and taking the initiative to kiss him.

"cough."

"Haha, that Hu...teacher, how about we go to the front and have a look?"

"Um."

Hu Jing flipped her hair, feeling a little confused and walking one step deeper than the other.

Han Qiao was also a little embarrassed, this...

The two people walked to the intersection. There were few cars at the intersection, but there were many children setting off fireworks.

Han Qiao took a look and saw an uncle selling fireworks on a cart by the big tree on the roadside.

After thinking about it, Han Qiao smiled at Hu Jing and said, "Teacher Hu, we don't have a car right now, so why don't we go set off fireworks."

Hu Jing nodded: "Yeah."

The two people walked to the vendor. There were not many fireworks on the cart, but they were of all kinds. Han Qiao bought 10 fireworks and some fire trees.

After finding a relatively spacious place, Han Qiao handed the fireworks to Hu Jing.

The lighter lit the fire signal. The fireworks "popped" and colorful fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

Hu Jing held the fireworks with both hands, her pretty face was a little excited, and she wanted to yell, but she looked at Han Qiao beside her and held it back.

The fireworks quickly ended, and Han Qiao handed over the fire tree in his hand.

Fire trees and silver flowers.

After lighting it, white light spots flew from the fire tree in his hand.

Hu Jing held it in her hand, swinging it around like a child.

The fire tree burned quickly, and after a while only smoke was left. Hu Jing was a little disappointed, feeling that its beauty was too short-lived.

"Han Qiao?" Hu Jing called Han Qiao.

"Yeah, I'm here."

Hu Jing glanced at Han Qiao: "Let's go, it's a bit late."

"Um."

There were still very few cars on the roadside. Han Qiao glanced at his phone and saw that it was almost 11:00 p.m.

After thinking for a while, Han Qiao said: "Teacher Hu, it's too late today. I have a bedroom at home, so why don't we just stay one night."

Hu Jing stood under the street lamp, feeling a little angry for some reason. She rolled her eyes at Han Qiao and said angrily: "You took a girl home the first day you saw her?"

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Isn't it normal for friends to stay at home for one night?

Han Qiao said nothing.

The snow was falling heavily, and the two people stood silently under the street lamp.

After a long time, a car finally drove over. Han Qiao quickly got up and opened the door.

Hu Jing got in the car, and Han Qiao thought for a while and sat down in front of the car.

Hu Jing gave the address and looked at Han Qiao's back, a little angry. She felt that Han Qiao was too skilled in his tricks and must be a scumbag.

A warm man is a warm man, but unfortunately he is the sun.

Hu Jing was a little disillusioned and lay helplessly in the car.

The driver drove the car to the entrance of the alley, and Han Qiao asked the driver to wait at the door to take Hu Jing home.

Hu Jing was a little angry with Han Qiao and walked in a hurry. When she arrived in front of the courtyard, Hu Jing stood on the steps and glared at Han Qiao with big eyes: "Scumbag."

She tossed her hair and closed the door.

Han Qiao was startled. He had the illusion that he was lying on his back. Whatever I did, I became a scumbag.

After returning home, Han Qiao sent Hu Jing a text message to report that he was safe.

In the Shichahai courtyard, Hu Jing was lying on the bed, thinking carefully about everything today. She felt that Han Qiao was young, but he must be a prodigal in love.

After receiving Han Qiao's text message, Hu Jing sneered, "Scumbag."

But he still replied politely: "Yeah."

Putting down her phone and tossing and turning in bed, Hu Jing took out her phone and sent a text message to her best friend: "Xiao Lizi, are you sleeping?"

After a while, Zeng Li texted back: "Go to hell."

Hu Jing was a little sad: "Han Qiao is a scumbag."

"???" Zeng Li turned on the bedside lamp, lay on the bed, and suddenly became energetic; "Are you pregnant?"

Hu Jing's face darkened: "Are you sick? I got pregnant overnight?"

"Isn't it just one night to get pregnant?" Zeng Li analyzed scientifically; "It could also be a few seconds."

A few seconds... Hu Jing thought about Han Qiao, what a mess.

Hu Jing lay on the bed, her white feet dangling out of the quilt: "Let me tell you, at that time..."

Zeng Li looked at her phone, with a black question mark face, and her hands were moving quickly: "...So someone took you to play with fireworks, and you were unhappy. Then you called him, and he said: Well, I'm here."

"Is this a scumbag?" Zeng Li couldn't keep up with her best friend's thinking.

Hu Jing clicked her phone fiercely; "He must be a scumbag. Only scumbags say that."

"How can you say he's not a scumbag?"

"It's not a scumbag who only asks: What's wrong?"

What Hu Jing said makes sense. The two sentences give people completely different feelings: "Yes, Han Qiao is a scumbag."

Hu Jing was a little disappointed when her best friend said this: "Hey, maybe not, actually..."

Zeng Li didn't want to deal with this woman at all.

Hu Jing lay on the bed and thought about it for most of the night.

Hu Jing suddenly came back to her senses when she heard a dog barking in the alley in the middle of the night.

As a single young woman, am I thinking too much?

Thinking of her attitude towards Han Qiao, Hu Jing buried her head in the quilt in annoyance.

Hu Jing, it’s useless for you to read the book of teasing Han, you can’t do anything if the enemy can’t do it, right?

Bah! Scumbag.

It’s almost 200,000 words, and there will only be one update from tomorrow.

I'm not a fast coder, I can only write four thousand words a day.

Then I still have to go to work.

Trying to get more updates next month——

(End of chapter)