Today she was wearing a white Brown Bear T-shirt and white shorts. One leg was curled up and the other leg was crossed. She was reading a children’s storybook called “The Legend of Robot Monkey” and her feet were swaying unconsciously. The pink toes are like round jade beads.
Jiang Qin’s fingers stopped pressing the buttons, and suddenly he felt that the phone was meaningless.
“?”
The little rich woman who was reading suddenly noticed that the sound of pressing the keys had stopped, so she glanced blankly and found that Jiang Qin was like a silly cat that had seen a cat teaser, and his eyes followed her feet as they swayed.
Feng Nanshu was now stunned, so she quietly put her foot towards Jiang Qin’s mouth.
As a result, there was a snap, and the instep of her foot was hit, and then she said “ah” and quickly retracted.
Fishing, right?
Jiang Qin looked at her seriously and noticed that the little rich woman’s eyes were wandering outwards, as if she didn’t know, it wasn’t me.
The two of them just spent the whole afternoon in the small room. Apart from drinking water and going to the toilet, they didn’t want to leave this small space even if they saw the sunset outside the window.
The passage of time can be felt from the changes in light, especially at dusk, when the room suddenly becomes dim and dark, as if the sun’s fall begins to accelerate.
Feng Nanshu came over to Jiang Qin at some point, and had already read most of the storybook in his hand.
Jiang Qin also put down his mobile phone at this time, and followed her in a daze, starting to read from the middle. He couldn’t understand it a little, but surprisingly he was able to read it.
Not to mention, although the book is labeled as a classic for primary school students, it is hard to say whether it is suitable for primary school students, but it is surprisingly suitable for college students.
Jiang Qin curled up his left leg, twisted his neck, and changed into a comfortable position. He was about to read the next sentence, but found that the book was suddenly closed.
“Don’t watch it?”
“Go pee and see again when you come back.”
Feng Nanshu got out of bed, pulled on her slippers and walked out of the room. At this moment, Jiang Qin picked up the book and planned to read a paragraph later.
Because the little rich woman’s reading speed is a bit fast, he can’t keep up, and he probably has to read less than two or three sentences on each page.
Huh?
Why doesn’t it look good?
Jiang Qin flipped through it twice, feeling a little baffled, then closed the book and looked at the title, thinking that’s right, isn’t this the same book just now?
It wasn’t until a few minutes later that Feng Nanshu came in, climbed onto the bed again, and cuddled up against him, that the book inexplicably started to read better again. It was simply magical.
“Do you think this book is good?”
“It didn’t look good when I was sitting there just now, but it looks better after I come here.”