Luocheng University is a bit big. When Qin Guanglin put out the painting and walked out, he found that it was already five o'clock.

Back the same road, he arrived at the traffic light again. Qin Guanglin looked at the little hand on his sleeve and suddenly felt a little regretful: The weather is so hot now, why not wear short-sleeved sleeves?

He firmly refused to admit that he was vulgar, just wanted to see when there were no sleeves to catch... where would she catch? Will she catch the corners of her clothes?

Thinking of this, he looked up at Hedian's face, but found that Hedian was staring at him suspiciously.

"What are you thinking?" Why don't you look at him again and look up at him again.

"Nothing." Qin Guanglin avoided her gaze and pretended to look at the traffic light.

"Is that true?" He Dian smiled, then moved his hand and grabbed his hand.

Soft, a little cool.

Qin Guanglin's heart suddenly jumped, and he didn't dare to look down at her. He hesitated for a moment and quietly tightened.

I took a sneaky breath. People in their twenties are just holding hands, so what's so nervous about?

But holding hands... isn't it more than friendship?

Didn't exceed it?

Probably surpassed it?

"The light is green." Why not remind him from the side.

"Oh, let's go." Qin Guanglin subconsciously glanced at her, then looked forward with his head raised and his chest, concentrating on crossing the road.

Why don't you find something fun, and you smile a little naughty.

After passing the intersection, she naturally let go of her hand, "Are you hungry?"

"It's time to eat, what do you want to eat?" Qin Guanglin quietly rubbed his hand on his pants and his palms were full of sweat, and he was out of reach.

"Let's go here." Why not lead the way in front of you, lead Qin Guanglin around and turn left and right, and finally enter the home-cooked restaurants in the corner of the square.

It’s really home-cooked food, not even a serious signboard, only a wooden board with five words that seem to be written by myself. Shao Ji’s home-cooked food is a skewed five-word written by himself.

"I didn't expect you would bring me here." Qin Guanglin looked around and was quite familiar with this place.

When he was in college, he often came here to eat with his friends. The taste was good and the portion was sufficient. The boss also took good care of them. Sometimes he would deliver food to the school in the middle of the night. Even after two years of graduation, he would occasionally come here for a meal.

"I haven't seen Xiao Qin for a long time." The boss is a sturdy fat man with a 200-pound pound pound. He kept saying hello to Qin Guanglin very familiarly: "What should I eat today?"

"Uncle Shao." Qin Guanglin responded with a smile, "Look at the menu, you can do it first."

"Take your girlfriend here to eat? Come on, have a little tea first." Shao smiled and brought a pot of tea. His small restaurant was not conspicuous at all. The location of the store was too poor, so he mainly did a regular customer business.

"Friends, friends."

"Look at it." Why not push the menu over and then lift the teapot to wash the tableware of the two of them.

Qin Guanglin took the menu, including Fushou fish, fried shredded carrots, and cucumbers. He couldn't help but look up and glance at it. This is what he eats every time he comes.

Are the two people's tastes so consistent?

"Uncle Shao, please trouble you." He looked at it and handed the menu to Uncle Shao. The dishes here were enough, and the two of them had enough of them.

"Okay, I'll pick a fat one for you." Uncle Shao took the menu and took a look, then walked to the kitchen.

"It's a coincidence that I'll be full if I come late for an hour." Qin Guanglin looked at the hot tableware there, and felt an inexplicable tranquility in his heart.

Why not handle everything with a smile, poured two more cups of tea and pushed it over, "I like that painting very much, thank you."

"Didn't you thank me just now?" Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "A small thing."

The dishes were cooked in the kitchen, and several tables of customers came to the store one after another.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Uncle Shao put the blessed fish on the table, "Daughter, eat whatever you want, and ask this kid to help you serve."

He winked at Qin Guanglin, and Uncle Shao turned to greet the others, "Little Soldier, how early is the day after get off work today? What should I eat?"

"I'll help you." Qin Guanglin reached out to stop the movement of getting up, and took two bowls to serve the rice.

Why don’t you mean to go on a diet? After eating a bowl of rice, Qin Guanglin added half a bowl.

"Do you want to order some soup?" Qin Guanglin didn't have the habit of drinking soup. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know if he had this habit.

"Just drink tea." After eating, he put down his bowl, reached out and touched his belly, a hint of satisfaction appeared on his face, and then he picked up a piece of Fushou fish and put it in Qin Guanglin's bowl.

Seeing his slightly wide open eyes, why not look up and think, "Well... just treat it as thanks for that painting."

"Don't be so polite..." Qin Guanglin didn't know how to deal with it, so he had to work hard to cook rice.

One picks up the thorns and the other stews the rice, and it will be time to check out soon.

"I'll treat you." Why don't take out a pink wallet and turn around and call Uncle Shao to check out.

Qin Guanglin calmly picked up the tissue and wiped his mouth, "He won't take your money, just take it back."

"There are eighty-eight in total, just give eighty."

Sure enough, Uncle Shao did not disappoint Qin Guanglin, and stood in front of him and stretched out his hand.

Why don’t you care, take out a small mirror from your bag and take a look, then take out a lip balm and apply it, “Wait a minute, I’ll buy a movie ticket.”

When I walked out of the store, the sun had already set and the sky was still bright. This was the best time of the day, neither cold nor hot.

Qin's mother was holding a small snuff bottle in her hand, and walked in the square with satisfaction with Aunt Wang, preparing to return to the court.

"Anyway, it's yours, so you can lend me a lot for two days." Aunt Wang looked at the snuff bottle in her hand with angrily.

"No borrowing." Qin Ma shook her head proudly, "Oh, this little thing is probably from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. You have to study it carefully when you go back."

"It depends on your stingy look." Aunt Wang was a little upset. Recently, she was often confused and missed such good things, so she asked Ma Qin to pick them up.

Qin's mother became more and more proud, "Hey, did you look stingy when I borrowed that cigarette holder from you last time? This is called..."

"Hmm? The one in front looks like your boy." Aunt Wang interrupted her and said nodded to the front.

"Little Linzi? Where is it?" Qin's mother looked away and soon found the target. "Hey, it's him. Go and let him see my baby."

"Who is the girl over there?"

"Yo!"

Ma Qin stood there and looked at Aunt Wang.

Great!

Aunt Wang reached out to say hello, but Ma Qin quickly pulled her back and turned her back quietly, then turned her head and took a peek.

That look like a plainclothes whistle surveillance of the enemy.

"What are you doing? Go over and say hello to meet me." Aunt Wang tidied up her sleeves.
Chapter completed!