Jiang Qin’s eyes widened in disbelief, and he said to himself: You can’t learn how to make friends, and it’s so easy for a bad person to complain first. If it weren’t for being with you, would a mighty man like me ride on a rocking car?
“Jiang Qin, are there any rickshaws around here?”
“Don’t even think about it.”
Jiang Qin imagined the scene of the two of them playing with a rocker at a crowded intersection, and couldn’t help but get goosebumps all over his body.
While they were talking, the boss had already prepared the dishes and brought them to their tables with quick hands and feet.
Feng Nanshu felt happy when she saw something to eat and stopped making too many extravagant requests.
After dinner, Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu to the supermarket, scanned some snacks on the shelves, and divided them into five bags.
“No, no, no, I can’t eat so much.”
“I didn’t buy it for you.”
Feng Nanshu was startled when he heard the sound, and his face fell instantly.
Jiang Qin didn’t see the change in her expression, but continued to put sweets into the bag.
“You’re not good at talking. You don’t need to talk more in the future. Just smile more in the dormitory.”
“It’s not that your roommates hate you, they just think you are a bit unattainable and feel pressure in their hearts, so you need to take the initiative to release kindness.”
“They say that eating others’ mouths is short, and taking advantage of others’ hands is soft. If you give them these snacks, they will know that you are an easy person to get along with.”
Jiang Qin pulled her to check out. When he walked out of the supermarket, he suddenly remembered Guo Zihang’s words: “Damn, I really look like your dad now.”
Feng Nanshu panicked: “No, I have a father. I just want to be friends with you.”
“It’s just a metaphor!”
“Oh…scared, scared me to death.”
It was already dark when we returned to school from the pedestrian street. The whole school was filled with the smell of hormones, and there must be young lovers in the dark corners.
Jiang Qin walked in front with a bag of snacks, while Feng Nanshu followed behind in small leather shoes. The two of them walked along the moonlight, with the breeze supporting willows on the left and the sparkling waves on the right.
While walking, Jiang Qin suddenly stopped. The little rich woman didn’t have time to brake and bumped into his back unexpectedly. It was round, warm and bounced.
Jiang Qin raised the corner of his mouth, feeling that a natural fool like Feng Nanshu would not be aware of his true purpose.
So he repeated this kind of sexy operation seven or eight times along the way, and didn’t stop until he reached the downstairs of the girls’ dormitory.
“Here are the things for you. Remember to share them when you get back.” Jiang Qin looked like a gentleman.
“Okay.” Feng Nanshu took the bag, “Can I eat some secretly?”