Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 143 Jiang Qin is a bad guy

In the afternoon of late autumn, the sun is high in the sky.

Although the Linda campus was desolate, and even the air was dry and cold, the sunshine was exceptionally bright and gentle, and it warmed the body.

The walking paths on both sides of the road no longer have red square bricks, but are completely covered by golden fallen leaves. Occasionally, wandering brothers and sisters rush out from the green belt and flutter into a ball on the soft leaves. .

Jiang Qin wore a black coat, his figure was well-proportioned and tall, and he walked a little uninhibitedly.

Feng Nanshu, on the other hand, was wearing a white coat, with a small piece of white collarbone exposed at the collar. Her tall figure fully displayed her temperament, and she looked like a eldest lady in a Korean drama.

The two people stepped on the fallen leaves on the sidewalk and walked hand in hand. Whether it was their shoulders touching each other or the height difference between them, they created an atmosphere similar to that of a campus romance novel.

"You are the boss lady of Xitian. From now on, you can't just go to other people's milk tea shops to buy milk tea. If you don't know, you might think that Xitian's milk tea doesn't taste good."

Jiang Qin stretched out his feet to invite the wandering senior who was blocking the way, and subconsciously squeezed Feng Nanshu's delicate little hand.

"Their cup has your name on it, but our cup doesn't."

Feng Nanshu raised her soft little face, her skin was white and smooth, her delicate eyes were blinking lightly, and her eyelashes were trembling.

"We can also have cups at home, but it's not necessary. Who else but you would buy milk tea in my name?"

After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he was slightly stunned.

What our family? If I wasn't paying attention, I was almost led astray!

He turned to observe Feng Nanshu's reaction, wondering if she did it on purpose.

It's just that the profile of the little rich woman's face is really beautiful. Not only is she fair and attractive, but also moist and smooth like a boiled egg that has been peeled off the shell. It makes people unable to take their eyes away. It also makes Jiang Qin forget the original purpose of this glance, and only looks at her. What remains is the appreciation of beauty.

"..."

"Don't look at me, I'm a little shy now." Feng Nanshu warned him seriously.

Jiang Qin couldn't help but hold his breath: "My best friend looks at you, what do you have to be ashamed of?"

"I have no idea."

"You don't think anything wrong about me, do you?"

Feng Nanshu pursed her rosy mouth: "I don't, my mind is empty."

Jiang Qin was silent for a long time, his brows couldn't help but frown, and he felt a vague feeling of anxiety in his heart.

She wasn't shy when I took her to the hot springs during the summer vacation, and she wasn't shy when I touched her feet. How come she is shy now when I look at her twice?

Jiang Qin didn't dare to think about it in detail, because thinking about it would easily confuse people's minds.

So the two of them continued to walk forward, and the atmosphere was slightly silent, which made Jiang Qin feel a little uncomfortable, as if he was worried about something.

He hesitated for a long time, reached out and picked up a beautiful fallen leaf, and waved it in front of Feng Nanshu: "Does it look good? I'll give it to you as a gift."

"But I don't have any hands. Can you hold it for me first?" Feng Nanshu wanted it very much, but neither the cup with the name nor Jiang Qin's hand wanted to give up.

Jiang Qin was surprised when he heard this: "Where is your hand?"

The little rich woman raised her right hand, holding the cup she just got from the college supermarket. The two cups were now stacked on top of each other, and the rim of the cup was pinched by her slender fingers.

"Isn't there another one?"

Feng Nanshu:?

Jiang Qin suddenly noticed that he seemed to be holding a delicate and soft hand, which was slightly cool and a little small, so he quietly raised it and took a look, his eyes suddenly froze: "Feng Nanshu, when did you Put your hand into mine?"

"While in the supermarket."

"My splendid thief, I didn't notice at all, and you still led me all the way?" Jiang Qin was surprised.

Feng Nanshu pursed her rosy mouth and said, "My wonderful hand is actually the one that was stolen."

"?"

Jiang Qin thought for a while and was about to let go, but Xiangxiang was so soft that he couldn't help but squeeze it. He thought that he had already touched his feet, so what was there to be afraid of holding hands? It wasn't that the fingers were interlocked, so it wasn't so particular.

"I'm in a good mood today. Let us both be wild once, but we won't do it again next time. Holding a boy's hand secretly is an act of hooliganism. I don't blame you this time."

Feng Nanshu looked at him expressionlessly: "Jiang Qin, you are a big bad guy."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's a bad guy, so damn sweet..."

Gao Wenhui couldn't help but complain, and clicked on her phone to take a few photos. She felt that each photo was so good that it could be used as wallpaper.

Fan Shuling also followed the two of them, but not as close as Gao Wenhui. She also felt that Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu were a good match. Although they were close, they did not have the greasy feeling of a young couple in love. Even the movements of holding hands were very pure. Just like a cat's claws scratching the heart, it makes people feel itchy, and people can't help but suddenly have the idea of ​​falling in love.

"You have to have a goal when you eat. What do you want to eat?"

"Let's have hot pot. This weather is perfect for eating hot pot."

It's already very cold in Linchuan in late autumn, especially towards evening. When the north wind blows, the chill suddenly becomes obvious.

Under such a chill, Feng Nanshu, Gao Wenhui and Fan Shuling unanimously proposed to eat hot pot. Jiang Qin nodded and drove them to a hot pot restaurant in the city center.

Maybe everyone thinks that today is a suitable day to eat hot pot, so the people in the store are very enthusiastic.

The four of us ordered a mandarin duck pot and a table full of meat.

After a while, half of the dishes on the table were eaten. The little rich woman's mouth was already red from the spicy food, but the pleasure in her eyes was clearly visible.

…

After eating at the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Qin drove back to Linda and sent the three girls back to the dormitory.

It was getting dark at this time, and a chilling chill enveloped the campus, so cold that there were fewer young lovers on the street.

Jiang Qin originally planned to go to the bathhouse to take a bath, but suddenly he received a call from Lu Guangrong.

Lao Lu first pretended to be cold and warm, asking him how his business was recently and whether he needed help. He also generously said that if he had any requests, just ask him and the college would definitely help.

As a counselor, he was usually very arrogant, but when he suddenly called to express his concern, Jiang Qin immediately became more vigilant.

Sure enough, the next second, Lao Lu changed the topic and said that several leaders were going to visit 208. They would arrive in an hour and asked him to tidy up what needed to be done and to welcome the inspection with the best spirit.

"Teacher Lu, what kind of leader is here?"

"They are all leaders in our school. One is Principal Zhang, who is in charge of school affairs, and the other is Director Gu of the school's publicity department."

"Okay, I get it."

Jiang Qin hung up the phone and put the phone back in his pocket.

His entrepreneurship application form listed the name of the School of Finance, so it was normal for Lao Lu to be the first to know about it.

In addition, he knew that 208 would receive this inspection sooner or later.

After all, freshmen's entrepreneurial ventures have reached the point of being published in newspapers, so school leaders will definitely pay attention to them.

He held the bath basket and thought for a moment, thinking whether he should take this bath or not? If you take a shower, it will only take you twenty minutes at most. It's not too late to go greet the leader.

But when he thought about it later, he felt it was inappropriate.

What if the leader arrives early?

What if Sunai is the only one in the office?

just in case……

Damn it, it's incredible.

Even if Sunai is not in the office, if Dong Wenhao leads others to play cards again, it will not look good if the boss sees him.

So Jiang Qin turned back from the bathhouse halfway and arrived at 208 first.

Sunai didn't read any messy stuff, but sat quietly at her workstation testing the website. She looked like an ordinary otaku with no strange hobbies.

But Dong Wenhao is indeed leading people to play cards. Judging from the note on Lu Feiyu's face, they are probably getting excited.

"Okay, okay, don't fight, get up and tidy up quickly, and tidy up your kennel."

Dong Wenhao opened the note in front of him: "Boss, didn't you say that? We have worked hard at Science and Technology for so long. We can have a good rest in these two days and play when it's time."

"Today is a special situation. The leaders of the school are coming to inspect." Jiang Qin kicked Lu Feiyu in the butt. "Wash your face quickly. The note on your face is hanging like a door curtain."

"Boss, a gentleman talks but never strikes!"

"Stop talking nonsense, people are coming soon, hurry up and move!"

Under Jiang Qin's repeated shouting, everyone in 208 moved together, packed up the pokers on the floor, threw them into the cupboard, and tidied up the workstations, restoring the appearance of an office.

"How are you doing, boss? Is this all right?" Dong Wenhao came over and asked.

"It's almost interesting."

"What's wrong with that? I'll call someone to do it right away."

Jiang Qin squinted his eyes and looked around: "We are missing a few computers, a few heaters, a few printers, and a few good chairs."

Dong Wenhao: "????"

"Let's do this. Move everyone's laptops to 207 next door and hide them. Only three of them will be left. The heaters we bought ourselves will also be moved there, as well as the printer, water dispenser, and my boss chair will be moved to 207. Then Several new chairs were also moved over and locked up.”

"Boss, are we moving?"

Jiang Qin lowered his voice: "The school leaders with real power have come to inspect. It's time to cry. Children who can cry will be fed!"

Dong Wenhao understood instantly and asked people to move things to 207 quickly.

"Luffyyu, you changed the light bulbs last time, right? Remove two of them for me."

"Boss, you're not going to trap a few more light bulbs and come back, are you?" Lu Feiyu's face was filled with shock.

Jiang Qin glanced at him sideways: "The important thing is the sense of atmosphere, do you understand? The leader came and took a look. He saw a small, dark room with few valuable things in it. No matter what, he must arrange some for us!" "

After hearing this, Lu Feiyu thought it made sense, so he placed two newspapers on the table and unscrewed two light bulbs with his hands.

Just like this, a good office now looks shabby and dark, and it really has a hard and simple atmosphere.

(End of chapter)