The national school idol is a girl

Chapter 1397 Chapter 1852

Temperatures are rising all the time.

Bo Jiu's black and white eyes were still filled with confusion.

Looking at someone like this.

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly sank to the bottom. After taking a deep breath, he covered the person with his coat and kissed him again.

But this time, it was just a kiss.

After all, even at this point.

Young Master Qin still hasn't forgotten that the place is wrong.

Although the sealing of the elevator is very good, there is one thing...

Qin Mo raised his head and glanced coldly towards the upper left corner.

That threatening look seemed to be transmitted through the screen.

The universal special assistant immediately turned off the monitoring equipment.

Immediately afterwards, he received a call from their manager Qin.

"See?"

The universal special assistant immediately shook his head: "No."

It's just a kiss.

Mr. Qin, don’t you know better than anyone else?

Qin Mo snorted: "No more cameras in my elevator from now on."

"yes."

Special Assistant Wanmong really felt that their boss, Mr. Qin, might come to the company often to spread his dog's food in the future.

Bo Jiu listened to Qin Mo hang up the phone. As smart as she was, she also realized that the Qin Group's security system had always been comprehensive.

There must be surveillance in an elevator like this.

Bo Jiu was not embarrassed. He raised his head, thought for a moment, turned his head and asked, "Do you want me to dismantle it?"

Hearing this, Qin Mo buttoned someone's coat: "Be calm, okay?"

"Aren't you afraid of the bad influence?" Bo Jiu always has a bit of evil spirit when he smiles.

Qin Mo smiled: "Which girlfriend would dismantle all the cameras in her boyfriend's company? Those like you should be handed over to the security guards. Also, don't climb on the ceiling, it's dirty."

Bo Jiu really felt that the great god was disdainful of her, but looking at the way he was zipping her zipper, it didn't look like it.

Probably because she was afraid that it would be cold if she went out soon.

Bo Jiu picked up the scarf he just received.

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows: "Want to surround you?"

"It looks good with my battle uniform." Bo Jiu gestured.

Qin Mo reached out and took the scarf away: "I'll buy you a better-looking one later."

Bo Jiu chuckled: "Brother Mo, you can't even be jealous like this."

"Haha, what do I have to be jealous of? All the gifts put together are not as good as what I gave you." Qin Mo said slowly. After pulling up someone's collar, he took out a mask and put it on. on her ears.

When Mr. Qin does these things, he always gives people a feeling of extreme abstinence.

It's really hard to imagine who he would take care of like this.

Bo Jiu tried hard to show his eyes: "When did you give me a gift?"

How do others express their love?

Send flowers to your girlfriend.

Say nice things to your girlfriend.

Everything depends on my girlfriend.

None of these... are great. The only fun is to dig up her dark history and have a heart-to-heart talk with her at night. The content of the conversation is basically, how many people have you confessed to...

Qin Mo looked at the handsome, slightly depressed face in front of him, raised his eyebrows carelessly, and said in a light voice, "Am I not considered a gift?"

When Bo Jiu heard this, she choked and coughed slightly. How could she have forgotten this?

Calculating it this way, the gift given to her by the great god is indeed better than everyone else's combined.

"Idiot." After Qin Mo looked at her for a while, he smiled suddenly, picked up the person and left, taking all the gifts she had received: "What do you think of a lollipop like this?" I can buy it for you if you want to eat it. Is it the candy given by others or the candy given by your boyfriend, eh?"

Bo Jiu didn't have to think about it. Of course it was sweet given by her boyfriend: "Where's the scarf? Where are the gloves?"

"This kind of cute thing is not suitable for you."

In short, Bo Jiu also heard what the master meant, that is, all the things given by others cannot be used.

"It's a pity to throw it away like this." Bo Jiu didn't want to throw away the things given by fans.

Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Who said you should throw it away and give it to Lin Feng? He suits this style."

"Okay!" Bo Jiu smiled immediately.

After finally finishing the game, Lin Feng was lying in the dormitory, recuperating, but actually sleeping.

I was still a little confused when I was called down to get something by the dormitory manager.

Pink and white gloves?

Plaid scarf?

What is all this?

Mainly because the dormitory manager also told him: "Your friends said that you are suitable for this style."

Why is he suitable for this style!

He is a straight man, and he is suitable for wearing pink and white gloves!

I couldn’t throw it away, so I scratched my hair. When I picked it up, I couldn’t help but put on my gloves... Involuntarily...

When Lin Feng wanted to take it off.

Yunhu was pushing the door open and coming in.

She glanced at his outfit and focused on his hands.

Lin Feng had a look of embarrassment on his face.

How should he explain the origin of this glove.

Finally, think about it, a glove is nothing like a glove.

I can't explain why, it's just that the color is a little pinker.

"Ahem, I don't know which girl who has a crush on me gave it to me." Lin Feng said with a serious expression: "I have told them not to always give me things. Helpless people are too handsome, and there are always things like this The trouble is probably because the girl gave me the wrong bag when she was delivering things and gave me her gloves..."

Yunhu listened to him quietly, then put the curry chicken he bought from outside on the table. After half-opening his light-colored windbreaker, he slowly smiled and said: "The gloves were given by the captain and Xiao Spade. Yes, this style suits you."

Lin Feng:......

Do you know that kind of embarrassment?

He told a lie and was exposed on the spot!

Damn it!

Suddenly.

Yun Hu leaned forward and touched his fingers on the gloves that he had not yet taken off: "Well...it does fit."

Lin Feng paused, it was too close.

It's never been this close since the game.

The uncomfortable feeling came again.

Lin Feng tilted his head and took off his gloves.

Yunhu looked at it and said nothing.

He just hung his windbreaker on his arm and regained a safe distance: "Come and eat, the canteen is open today."

Lin Feng was also hungry. Eating was a good thing, so there was nothing wrong with eating.

While Yunhu was washing his hands, he opened the packaging box and took out two cans of beer.

Boys are like this, they are always rough.

If there was no water during meals, I would use beer instead.

After Lin Feng placed the things, he saw someone coming over, lowered his head and started eating.

Lin Feng is still very straight when it comes to eating.

He gulped and stuffed himself with his head down.

Yun Hu first took a sip of beer, then glanced at him and frowned: "You are so hungry, how come you don't know how to order takeout."

"I wasn't very hungry just now." Lin Feng's cheeks were bulging as he spoke. After drinking beer, he took a long breath and said, "I feel like I'm alive."

Yun Hu laughed. If you like someone, it's probably like this. As long as he is by your side, no matter what he does, what he says, or what he eats, you will find him pleasing to the eye.

"Watch what I'm doing." Lin Feng said, feeling that something was wrong.

Yun Hu looked back and said calmly, "It's nothing. The professor called on you by name today."

"Fuck! No way!" Lin Feng held the bamboo chopsticks in his mouth. Is he so bad?

Yun Hu hummed, and then said: "I told you."

Lin Feng gestured with his hands: "Good brother, what did you say? Did you give me a very good excuse? Then the professor believed it, and I knew that with you here, I can rely on anything."

"Tell the truth." Yunhu took another sip of beer slowly: "He said that because you have too much extracurricular work, you will continue to miss classes, so that he can have time to take care of you."

What?!

There was a snap.

Lin Feng dropped the chopsticks in his hand!

"Brother, do you want to kill me?"

Yun Hu took apart another pair of chopsticks and gave them to him: "It is a good thing to inherit the Lin family, but there are some people you are not suitable for contact with. You don't have to go to the management side of the company. You can also learn a lot from the professor. In addition, I will be responsible for your attendance from now on. The professor has some papers that you can sort out. "

Lin Feng couldn't catch his breath.

Bros.

Why everyone loves going to college.

It’s because of the freedom of university!

Now what does this mean?

Attendance, paper?

Is this to get him back to a high school life without routine?

And it was his good brother who caused all this.

Lin Feng put his head against the wall: "My grades are really good, and I don't need to go abroad."

"You can talk to the professor about this." Yunhu looked at the resistance on his face and tightened his fingers: "You still think it is better to go to those construction sites than in school."

Lin Feng hesitated: "That's not true."

Yunhu raised his eyebrows: "Is it because of people?

"Ah?" Who?

Lin Feng hasn't spoken yet.

Yun Hu's cell phone on the table rang.

The names flashing on the screen were not unfamiliar to him.

It has been this number since before I left the country, and it still is.

That boy.

Lin Feng watched Yunhu pick up the phone.

There seems to be no taboo.

"What's up?"

Lin Feng didn't hear the sound over there.

It was because he couldn't bear the situation, so he simply stood up and walked away on the pretext of getting another can of beer.

My head feels a little heavy, and I don’t know what I’m thinking.

Obviously he wanted to get beer, but he finally came out with a bag of spicy strips.

This is nothing.

Lin Feng looked at the things in his hands, estimated that the time was almost up, and then walked back.

Sure enough, when he sat back on the chair and picked up the chopsticks.

Yunhu over there has already hung up the phone.

"You eat first, I'll go out for a while."

Lin Feng hummed, lowered his head, stuffed another mouthful of rice, and then said: "I may go out soon, please bring the key."

Yunhu glanced at him: "Where are you going?"

Lin Feng thought to himself, you are going out on a date, why do you care where I go?

"The report should have been handed in some time ago."

Yunhu heard that it was Lin's matter, and he knew very well who was in charge of Lin Feng.

"Didn't I just say that you should stay in school?"

Lin Feng put down the beer in his hand: "I think it's better to stay outside. I will tell the professor then."

Yun Hu's hand gripped the phone tighter and tighter: "You think it's nice outside, huh, that's because I'm meddling in other people's business."

Lin Feng was upset by the sound of the phone call: "No, everyone thinks differently, right? You are so smart that you will definitely be suitable in school, but I am different. It's not like you don't know that I am most interested in this aspect." I am already slow, but if I have someone who can guide me, I can grow faster, and the company won’t be able to wait for me that long.”

"So you think it won't work if I take you with me?" Yun Hu tilted his head and seemed to smile.

Lin Feng didn't want the atmosphere to get too tense. Firstly, he had just finished the competition, and secondly, Huzi had only been back for a while. He glanced at the screen of his mobile phone that lit up: "Okay, okay, don't you still want to go out? I can handle it, I’m not a child anymore.”

basically.

Such rhetoric.

It can be said to be a complete rejection.

Yunhu dropped his hand to the side and looked at the person standing in front of him.

This time he won't be like last time.

So whatever.

He won't just quit.

"Let's talk about this when I get back."

Before Yunhu left, he reached out and rubbed Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng was a little stunned.

Wait until the door is closed.

He just couldn't eat at all.

This is nothing.

That guy Yunhu, doesn’t he know how to keep a little distance?

Or rather, because it completely put him back in the position of a good friend.

So I won’t be so careful about my actions anymore.

Lin Feng threw himself on the bed and watched the sky outside getting darker without turning on the lights. The phone number appeared in his mind again.

It seems.

It's better to move out.

If you don't move out, this trend will become increasingly wrong.

Maybe it's not something wrong with Yunhu.

But him.

What does this fucking mood mean now.

Lin Feng raised his hand and placed it on his forehead.

tell myself.

Things have come to this.

It is no longer useful to say that you regret it.

The game is over.

It's the second half of my junior year, and I won't say anything if I move out of school.