"No need, I'll go straight to your school." The man simply said, " let's have dinner together tomorrow night.
"No problem!" Qing 'er hung up the phone, satisfied.
She turned over on the bed, thinking that after this strong medicine, she didn't believe that ah Luo, that d * mned boy, would still sit still.
The next evening, Qing 'er walked out of the physics building and saw a man in a suit sitting on the bench from a distance. He was sitting casually, but his long legs were quite eye-catching.
Qing 'er immediately smiled and waved her hand. "Hey! Here!"
The man stood up and walked towards her. He quickly stood in front of her and sized her up for a while before smiling."Not bad, you've actually gained some weight. You're finally willing to hire a chef?"
Qing 'er wrinkled her nose gloomily. "There's no Qianqian."
