The cleaning lady was confused when she heard this: "What was the oversight?"
"Nothing," Shengcheng stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
The aunt was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about tickets and hurriedly handed them to him.
Sheng Kuang thanked her, held her ticket, and went back upstairs to catch up on her sleep.
…
Lin Jing returned to the bedroom as if running for his life, slammed the door, and rushed into the bathroom.
She washed her face with cold water for almost ten minutes before walking out with an expressionless expression.
Although it was a holiday, she still took some time to read and study every day. She made two English papers, looked at the time, and saw that it was still early, so she took out her iPad and continued the painting she had stopped halfway because she had no inspiration.
Affected by the grand drinking of water in the morning, she overturned all her previous paintings.
After struggling for almost an hour, she finally drew a sketch. The location was a restaurant. She was drinking water with her head held high. She had not yet decided which professional player to draw, and another professional player hugged him from behind and buried his face.
on his neck.
After drawing these, it was the dining table. When Lin Jing drew the tableware, she thought of using her own bowl and spoon for the grand breakfast, and her ears suddenly felt like fire, which made her fingertips feel a little hot when she held the paintbrush.
Lin Jing swallowed, unable to continue drawing.
It happened that Lan Tingting came to chat with her at this moment: "Xiao Jingjiang, how are you and Kuang Zai?"
Kyo-chan:[cry][cry][cry]
Xiaojing-chan: My son is dirty [crying].
Get up and suffer:?
Xiaojing-chan: I got it dirty [crying].
Get up and suffer: What’s going on?
Kyo-chan: I'm guilty [crying].
Get up and suffer: [angry] Let’s talk about the key points!
Lin Jing hesitated for a few seconds between saying or not, but finally couldn't hold it back, and quietly told Lan Tingting what happened in the morning in a simple and concise voice, with whom she had a really good relationship: "It was in the morning, I
I was peeking at the grand occasion and almost got caught by him, so I pretended I wasn't full and went to serve porridge. Then he came over and said he wanted to drink porridge too, so I gave him the bowl I had used and a spoon.
Already."
Lan Tingting didn't know what she was busy with, and she didn't reply to her message for a long time. Instead, a message from Lan Bowen came over, asking her to come downstairs for lunch.
After everyone had finished their meal, the grand occasion came.
He probably went back upstairs after breakfast and took another nap, and he seemed more energetic than he had been in the morning.
He had just taken a shower and his hair had not been completely dried. When he sat next to Lin Jing, she smelled a very faint smell of shampoo.
A group of people made an appointment for a training match and dispersed after dinner.
Lin Jing wanted to drink milk tea, so she didn't rush back upstairs. Instead, she sat on the sofa in the living room and looked for takeaways.
She ate whatever the people in the club ate every day. During the time she lived here, she basically ate and drank. Of course she was embarrassed to only order milk tea for herself, so she took a screenshot and sent it
Gave Lambowen: "Ask everyone what they drink."
…
The training match they had scheduled at Shengjing has been postponed until tomorrow due to some problems with the other team's temporary mid laner.
"Okay, anyway, we just finished the game yesterday, let's give everyone a day off today," Lan Bowen's phone rang, he picked it up and looked at it, "Hey, Xiao Jing said he would treat you to milk tea, I'll post the picture in the group
, you see what you want to drink."
"Why did Sister Lin suddenly think of inviting everyone to drink milk tea?" Chen Jingjing opened the picture in the team group and said, "I drink milk green, three-point sugar."
Li Xiaozhou and Jiang Xin, like Chen Jing, chose what they wanted to drink without any politeness at all, but Sheng Kuang sat beside them without saying a word.
Lan Bowen wrote down what everyone wanted to drink, and then sent them to Lin Jing one by one.
"Chen Jing milk green, 30% sugar."
"Li Xiaozhou Jiang Xin original milk tea, full sugar."
"Don't forget the original flavor too, but without the pearls."
"Jiang Zui and Qin Yu want milk cap."
"I'm just like He Wang."
Lan Bowen finally drank what he wanted, and then glanced at Shengcheng: "Shengcheng, what about you?"
Sheng Kuang squinted his eyes and glanced at Lan Bowen's mobile phone screen.
Lin Jing responded to every message sent by Lan Bowen, and the two of them chatted back and forth quite cordially.
Sheng Kuang snorted coldly and was about to say "I won't drink", but before the words came to his lips, a new message came into Lan Bowen's phone.
Xiaojing-chan: Where is the occasion? What is he drinking?
"..." Sheng Cheng was silent for a moment and turned away, "Just watch as you like."
Lan Bowen repeated the words of the grand occasion to Lin Jing in words: He let you watch as you like.
Xiaojing-chan:......
Lan Bowen: We're here. Remember to call me and I'll go up and get it. Otherwise, there are so many cups and they'll be heavy.
Xiaojing-chan:Okay.
The milk tea was delivered in less than twenty minutes.
Lan Bowen received Lin Jing's WeChat message and just thought of going upstairs to get it. Sheng Sheng, who was sitting next to him and playing on his mobile phone, stood up first: "I'll go."
Lan Bowen was stunned for a moment and looked at the grand event.
Before he could speak, Sheng Kuang said again: I just have to go back upstairs to get something."
Shengcheng didn't take the elevator and went straight up the stairs.
He walked to the corner of the stairs and walked up the steps for only two steps when he heard a voice coming from the living room. It was an unfamiliar female voice: "What? Did you give Kuang Zai the bowl and spoon you used this morning?"
By the way, Kuang Zai didn’t notice? He actually used it like this?”
The grand occasion stopped.
Lin Jing: "Probably not."
Lin Jing: "He looked quite normal in the morning. It didn't look like he was discovered."