Madam escaped

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Sister Liu laughed at her: "What do you learn from others?"

"One has to be brave to try. If there is no one, how can there be two?" His face flushed, and he sprayed hard on his mouth, but he didn't take a second mouthful.

After smoking, Sister Liu returned to her seat first, leaving her to lean against the wall and stare blankly at the self-igniting cigarette.

After a while, a woman came in to go to the toilet. Qian Linglong looked up, then retracted and continued to look at the cigarette butt until it was almost burnt out.

The woman who had gone to the toilet came out, washing her hands with her body behind her back intently.

"Hi!" Still holding the burnt cigarette butt in his hand, Qian Linglong spoke casually as if greeting an old friend.

After washing her hands, the woman looked left and right to confirm that there was no one else, then turned around, without speaking, but looked at Qian Linglong with a quiet smile.

"I haven't eaten Haagen-Dazs for a long time, when will you be free to buy it for me?"

Zhou Manting looked at the cigarette butt in her hand, and said with a smile: "The smell of tobacco and Haagen-Dazs conflicts. I guess if you eat it now, the taste may not be as delicious as before."

"That's right, as long as you are free, I don't mind eating a weird Haagen-Dazs."

Zhou Manting looked at her for a while, and said, "If you want to eat, wait for me downstairs."

"miss you!"

As soon as she said this word, Zhou Manting walked back to the private room, Qian Linglong naturally dropped the cigarette butt, ran downstairs, took out her bank card and handed it to Sister Liu, obediently waited outside the door.

☆、Chapter 9

The two chose to walk over at the same time. Too much alcohol made Qian Linglong see everything hazy. She murmured silently: "I searched for her thousands of times when I was drunk, but when I looked back, that person...was in...a place where the lights were dim. !"

After reading, she looked at Zhou Manting, who was walking beside her, and saw her walking quietly, looking at the front without saying a word. The feeling in her heart was very strange, and she just felt that she didn't like the relationship between them now. get along with.

But what else could be done?

After thinking hard, I didn't find the answer, but it made my head hurt even more.

When she arrived at the school supermarket, Zhou Manting focused on picking through the glass of the refrigerator. She was as delicate as her, with nearly perfectly trimmed eyebrows, clear lips under the straight bridge of the nose, and a faint smile on her fair and flawless face... …

"Is it the cao berry or the banana?"

Suddenly raised her head to ask, startled someone's three souls, Qian Linglong, who was caught upright, pointed at random: "Whatever."

Zhou Manting smiled, and bought one of each of the two flavors, and the little one hundred was gone.

While eating, Qian Linglong asked: "They say your family is very rich, so it doesn't matter to you, does it?" She also didn't understand why she asked such a question?In fact, she has never been a person who has a good concept of money, and she only classifies items by simply distinguishing between expensive and not expensive.

Zhou Manting didn't answer right away, but walked slowly, taking a bite occasionally, looking ahead, her whole body was surrounded by a sense of silence, even though she was walking beside you, she still felt far away from you.

"What does it mean to be rich?" After a long time, it seemed that she had seen enough and thought enough, she stopped and looked at Qian Linglong tenderly.

Looking at her delicate face, even though she was wearing the same lipstick as everyone else, Qian Linglong knew that the lipstick on her lips was definitely not for ordinary people.

"Haha, let me just say it casually, don't take it too seriously!" Qian Linglong changed the topic, pointed at her mouth and said, "What brand do you use? It looks pretty." Mentioning makeup is more private and pure When talking about girls, Qian Linglong was rarely shy and awkward.After she finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at people, she lowered her head and gnawed on the ice cream.

Zhou Manting looked at her as a little girl, and also found it funny. As girls, talking about clothing and makeup should be the most common daily routine.Looking at Qian Linglong wearing a simple gray round-neck T-shirt and knee-length black and white plaid shorts, she seemed to understand a little bit, and asked with her head tilted, "Have you ever put on makeup?"

Qian Linglong was still awkward, but she wanted to put on a confident look and said: "I am naturally beautiful, have you seen it, I don't need to paint, I am born with thick eyebrows and red lips, an increase is too much, and a decrease is too little."

Qian Linglong who spoke like this seemed to stay in Zhou Manting's impression. Zhou Manting nodded with a smile: "Well, people who put on makeup are more or less dissatisfied with their appearance. Like me, if I don't wear lipstick , the lips are bloodless, and they look sick."

ah?So that's why she puts on lipstick!

The innocent little girl looked at her worriedly, as if she wanted to see through the lipstick on the painting to see the original appearance under her lips.

Zhou Manting smiled again, her white teeth protruding from her red lips, like a boat sailing out of the bridge hole, revealing her original appearance.

"You look beautiful when you smile, you should smile more." For some reason, a certain Xiao just looked at her smiling face and said this sentence, and after she finished speaking, she felt that she really shouldn't, she had never talked to anyone like this before, In comparison, she prefers to play fist games with others and be free, instead of talking about these topics that she usually doesn't care about.

Zhou Manting felt her discomfort, and she should understand the reason for this discomfort, so she joked: "Then should I say thank you? Haha!"

With such a smile, the little one’s awkwardness was diluted a lot, and he said poorly: “You’re welcome, I just have professional instinct. You see, I’m a painter, and my professional instinct is to capture beautiful things and scenery, and I don’t look at you specially. of."

Zhou Manting nodded with a smile, and said, "I'm quite curious. In my impression, shouldn't girls wear skirts and like to make up? Since it is discovered that beauty is a painter's professional instinct, such as your dress, is it considered a girl? A different kind of beauty? Seriously, I've never seen you wearing a skirt—" At this point, she stopped, thought for a while and said, "I've seen it once, but that time you acted..."

When she mentioned the skirt and saw her expression again, Qian Linglong didn't know what she was thinking of, her empty hand immediately stepped forward to cover her mouth, and hurriedly stopped: "Don't say it, don't mention it, let's talk about me again." I'm going to turn my face!"

Zhou Manting laughed while dodging, and compromised: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." But that scene was so funny, she still kept the video taken from the school materials in her mobile phone, and she said I stopped talking, but couldn't stop laughing, so I had to say: "Let me take it easy!"

After she laughed enough, it was very late, and the two walked to the dormitory.Before parting, Zhou Manting asked: "Are we reconciled? Are you not angry?" She looked at Qian Linglong, who was a little surprised and embarrassed, and wanted to know the answer, but also felt strangely nervous. In my heart, I have always been sad and regretful for the decisive words Qian Linglong said back then.