The storm outside the window was still rising, but the temperature in the room was still high. The two of them had been lying on the sofa in the same position for a few hours.
There was a lazy smile on Qing 'er's face. She put one hand around ah Zhen's neck, and the other hand wandered around his face. She pinched his face and nose, as if these little things were also interesting.
Ah Luo seemed to enjoy being treated like this by her, only occasionally catching her hand to kiss or bite it.
"Sister Qing 'er, have you not thought of me at all these years?" He asked, slightly dissatisfied.
"It can't be said that there isn't any." Qing 'er thought about it seriously. sometimes, when you achieve outstanding results, I can still hear about it from aunt Jingtong, Yingluo.
"And then?" Ah Luo's eyes widened slightly. what do you think? "
"Thoughts? My thoughts are, ah Zhen is indeed my student, she didn't embarrass me. " Qing 'er sounded pleased.
