the next day. School.
After the first class, Chu Qingqing called Huo Huaien to go to the bathroom together.
As soon as she patted Hawthorne’s arm, Hawthorne hissed.
“Darling, take it easy, it hurts.”
Chu Qingqing sized her up and asked, “Did your arm hurt?”
“It’s not hurt, it’s tired.”
“Ah?” Chu Qingqing asked in puzzlement, “What are you doing, the majestic Miss Huo family? You can still be so tired.”
“Invert the flower pot,” Howard also found it funny.
Who would believe it, she was a young lady who couldn’t lift her hands or shoulders.
Yesterday afternoon, I actually moved all the flowerpots in the entire backyard and poured the soil once.
This is obviously what Moxinian wanted to do, but as a result, the person involved only changed two pots, answered a phone call, and went to the study to get busy.
When eating last night, she was so tired that she ate two extra bowls.
The most important thing is that moxinian even laughed at her, saying that she lacked exercise, and said that she would take her for a morning jog every day in the future.
I thought that the year of Moxi was just saying.
Unexpectedly, he actually came to ask himself to get up and run this morning.
Not only does her arm hurt now, but she’s also sleepy, so sleepy that she doesn’t have the energy to go to class, okay?
“Huh? What does “upside down flowerpot” mean?”
Chu Qingqing is also used to being pampered, and she doesn’t understand what Huo Huaien has done to get tired.
Howard waved his hand: “you don’t understand, it’s just manual labor anyway.”
“Could it be that Mr. Mo asked you to do it again?”
Howard looked at her like that, with an expression that still needs to be said.
Chu Qingqing clicked her tongue twice with a sympathetic face: “It seems that Mr. Mo really hates you, he will feel uncomfortable if you don’t torment you.”
Howard rolled his eyes: “some things don’t need to be said, just keep in your heart.”
Chu Qingqing suppressed a smile and pointed to her face: “You look like you are about to cry.”
“Oh, I’ve been enduring it all the time, why don’t you lend me your shoulder?”
“That’s not acceptable. What I’m wearing today is the new clothes I just bought.”
Howard snorted, “no conscience.”
Chu Qingqing giggled: “You can go to your teacher Xiao.”
“Oh, keep your voice down,” Is this woman afraid that others will not know that she likes Teacher Xiao?
“We speak Chinese, but they don’t understand, so what are you afraid of?”