Chapter 39 Have you seen enough?

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 39 Have you seen enough?

Ever since Shen Qing tasted Li Xin's craftsmanship, she ran home immediately after school at noon and almost never stayed at school.

On the way to school in the afternoon, she heard many people discussing the newly opened bakery.

"It seems that we can't be scheduled today, so we have to wait until this period of time passes."

"It took a lot of effort to open one here, and it's really as popular as the rumors said."

“Their desserts are their signature, I really want to try them now!”

Dessert? Shen Qing perked up as soon as she heard these two words.

When she saw an advertisement on the wall, she decided to go take a look after school in the afternoon.

Shen Qing went to the classroom with anticipation and let out a surprised sigh when she saw a dessert box on the table.

She picked up the packaging box, which read "accidental encounter" in floral letters.

Why is there this on her table? Could it be that some discerning person fell in love with her and knew that she likes desserts and bought it as a gift for her?

But when she thought about the chewing gum-like Zhou Chen, Shen Qing felt a little disgusted and wanted to let it go.

"I sent it."

Xie Mingchao, who was lying on his stomach, suddenly made a sound. His shoulders were a little sore from a long nap, so he sat up pressing the back of his neck.

Shen Qing decided to take back the idea he just had.

"How do you know I like desserts?" She opened it in surprise and found that it was her favorite tiramisu, "and it's also her favorite category!"

He glanced at it casually and said, "I bought it randomly, it's just a coincidence."

"I asked you why you have been so unlucky recently. It turns out that all the good luck has passed down to you." Shen Qing stuffed the box into the drawer and "save it for lunch after school."

Then she reacted and looked at him in confusion, "Why did you buy this suddenly?"

"Consider it a thank you gift."

Shen Qing clasped her hands and bowed to him, "Thank you, a good man will have a safe life."

Xie Mingchao lowered his eyes lazily: "I don't like the good guy card, maybe Zhou Chen will like it."

Hearing Zhou Chen's name, Shen Qing frowned subconsciously, "Don't mention him."

His voice suddenly dropped, "Were you harassed by him again?"

"As long as I go out to use the bathroom, he will definitely appear in the corridor," Shen Qing sighed desperately, "I'm used to it."

"He has never been so interested in anyone before. He is probably serious about it."

She shrank her shoulders in fear, "I don't want this kind of blessing. Even if I say I like girls, he won't give up."

Xie Mingchao said quietly: "You usually don't have contact with girls. Can he believe it?"

Shen Qing: "Then I can't go to the morgue and bring the body back and tell him that I really like dead people, right?"

He echoed: "Well, this idea can be done once and for all."

Her eyes lit up, "Do you know anyone from the funeral home?"

Xie Mingchao:……

I didn't expect that she would actually come.

He opened the physics exercise book and said, "I don't know. I'll figure it out myself."

Shen Qing snorted coldly in her heart, it doesn't matter, she can still save the country.

When she got home from her evening self-study, she immediately said:

"Very good. I'm five pounds fatter than when I first got here."

Shen Qing completely forgot about sending the painting to Xie Mingchao, so she picked up the skipping rope and planned to exercise first.

Definitely want to lose weight the next time Gong Xiaoxiao comes to Kyoto!

It was probably due to the dual effects of the medicinal diet and the medicinal wine for traumatic injury. When she woke up in the morning, the pain in her ankles was almost gone, so she dared to start exercising.

Xie Mingchao turned on the light in the living room, but Chen Ziwan was not at home as usual.

There was a note on the coffee table, and the content was not surprising: I went to the bar.

He obviously said when he went to work for her last time that he would quit his job as a bar singer because it was not safe at night. But she said that the salary was good and the boss respected her opinion, so she insisted on staying.

She always works so hard just to give him a better life.

Xie Mingchao looked at the elegant handwriting on the note for a while and sighed.

He sent the address to Shen Qing and then prepared to take a shower.

The people upstairs seemed to be even more unethical than usual today, and there was a constant crackling sound, which sounded like the sound of skipping rope.

Xie Mingchao has given the people upstairs three chances, and he doesn't want to endure it anymore this time.

Shen Qing had just finished dancing a thousand times when she heard a rapid knock on the door. She thought it was Li Xin who didn't bring the key and opened the door directly.

"Aunt Xin, you didn't bring..."

When he saw the person at the door, his voice stopped suddenly.

She stared blankly at the person in front of her, "Thank you...Thank you Mingchao?"

He had just finished taking a shower, and before he had time to blow-dry his hair, the hair on his forehead was hanging wet, still dripping with drops of water. It seeped down along his cold white neck, rolled over his collarbone, and flowed into the open bathtub. The invisible area under the collar of the robe.

"Have you seen enough?"

A familiar and cold tone, but with undisguised sarcasm.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Shen Qing retracted her real gaze and wiped the corners of her mouth subconsciously. Fortunately, she didn't drool.

Xie Mingchao tightened her collar and looked down at the skipping rope in her hand, "You were the one dragging heavy things in the middle of the night before I dared to fall in love."

"Shen Qing, you must have a sense of public morality."

Shen Qing felt sincerely sorry and bowed solemnly, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

Before moving to Kyoto, she had been living in a single-family villa. The houses were far apart and the walls were all soundproof. Even if the neighbors were dancing in the house, they could not hear her.

She subconsciously formed a habit and forgot to consider the feelings of the people downstairs.

Shen Qing took matters into his own hands and bowed extremely sincerely, the standard ninety degree.

Xie Mingchao helped her up and said, "You were not so polite when we first met."

"Wait a minute, I'll get you a painting."

As if she remembered something, Shen Qing immediately straightened up and ran to the room.

The door was open, so Xie Mingchao took a casual look inside.

The decoration is very simple, but quite warm, and the style is warm orange, which is in line with her preferences.

Shen Qing came out holding a photo frame that was half her size.

When she stood in front of him, she smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't be too surprised."

She turned the photo frame, and ripples appeared in Xie Mingchao's calm eyes.

The painting is indeed very detailed. In addition to the characters, she also added a seaside background, which is different from the original photo.

He was startled, "How come you..."

"You are the only one who knows how to read Moments, and so can I," Shen Qing raised her eyebrows proudly, "Although you can't see any updates in your Moments, the background is the sea of ​​M City. I think you should like it quite a lot."

"Well, thank you," Xie Mingchao said softly, carefully taking the painting with both hands, "I like it very much."

She arched her eyebrows slightly and said, "As long as you like it."

After he returned, he placed the painting next to the sofa and waited for Chen Ziwan to come back and dismantle it himself.

Today is her birthday, but she was obviously busy and forgot about it.

Xie Mingchao sent her a message: [Go home early, there will be a surprise]

After Chen Ziwan finished singing a song, she took a break and picked up her cell phone. When she saw the news about her precious son, she immediately put down her guitar and started packing her things.

The manager stopped her: "Xiao Chen, where are you going?"

"Go home early."
Chapter completed!