I was waiting for her to compliment me a word or two, but she suddenly opened the book on my desk and took out the sketch I had in the book last night.
I saw her looking at the draft with a thoughtful look.
I was in a hurry because this drawing is exactly the portrait of Baizhi. Although Lin Qingyue may not recognize Baizhi, I drew Baizhi sitting on the stone chair outside the school gate, and not far behind, is our university. four characters.
Now Lin Qingyue must know that the person in the painting must be from our school.
"Is she Bai Zhi?"
I was stunned for a moment, and then Lin Qingyues eyes turned to me, I was a little nervous when she looked at me, "uh", "um" hesitating for a long time without saying clearly.
There seemed to be slyness in her eyes, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the painting, and smiled "kindly" at me: "Its okay, I won tell others that you like her."
Although Lin Qingyue didn say anything seeing her photoshoot and her "kind" smile, I couldn help but feel that it was a wrong decision to bring her to my room...
What do you want to do to me?
Im not surprised that Lin Qingyue knew Baizhi, because Baizhi is a "social celebrity" in our school, and many people know Baizhi.
What worries me is that I don know if Lin Qingyue recognizes Wang Zhuo or not. If she told Wang Zhuo about this, how would I feel?
But on second thought, after Lin Qingyue made the matter public, Wang Zhuo naturally knew it too. As for Baizhi, I don seem to have developed with her to the point where there is only "a layer of window paper" left. Such an announcement may only make her feel embarrassed.
I finally realized that Lin Qingyue seemed to be holding the handle, and I personally gave her the handle.
Looking at the faint smile on Lin Qingyues face, I guess Im pretty close.
"You deleted the photo," I said.
Lin Qingyue tilted her head and smiled at me: "Why don I delete it?"
I was like a wolf with its tail tucked in, my heart was ruthless, I turned around and closed the door, and locked the door behind me.
"If you don delete it, don even think about going out," I said fiercely.
Lin Qingyue glanced at me with interest, but took a step forward and said to me in a flat tone, "Then what do you want to do to me?"
Lin Qingyue, who was in front of her, had her arms wrapped around her chest, her eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a sense of coldness in her expression as if she didn care about me at all.
What do I want to do to her? What can I do to her? In desperation, I could only desperately search my mind for a way to force her to submit.
"Huh?" Her tone increased, and she took another step forward.
At this time, the distance between the two of us was not even a step. I could smell the shower gel on her body more clearly, and saw the tear mole under her right eye, as well as the white tender and slender neck...
For a time, I only felt hot in my heart, my heart beat twice as fast, as usual, I dared not look at her again, my eyes could only search for something, but my tongue was knotted, and he faltered: "I...I..."
Lin Qingyue stood on tiptoe and whispered beside my ear, "If you don have the guts, don imitate others cruelty."
After all, she passed me and opened the door. When I came back to my senses, I could only see her back.
I slumped on the chair for a while, only to feel that I was amused, and it was not that I had never contacted girls on weekdays, but I fell into Lin Qingyues hands unexpectedly.
"Obviously she didn say anything, so why am I just digging into other peoples covers?" I muttered.
In my heart, I understood that although I had already expressed my attitude to Lin Qingyue, she did not trust me. In this matter, perhaps she was the passive party, so she needed to find out what to do with me.
Thinking about it from this point of view, things became reasonable and well-founded, and she couldn help but sigh that she was too scheming, and she could only admit that she was unlucky.
At the dinner table, my father and Uncle Lin had a great conversation, as if they had reached some consensus, while my mother and Aunt Lin were chatting with Lin Qingyue about everyday things, and when the topic was brought to me from time to time, I just casually perfunctory one or two. sentence.
Lin Qingyue seemed to be nothing at this time, and regained her image of a dignified lady, coaxing my mother to praise her for being sensible and obedient.
But I scoffed at this. After seeing Lin Qingyues "powerful", I was determined to keep a certain distance from her.
They still think that they can get such a daughter-in-law. Isn this torturing me?
The more he thought about it, the more speechless he became. After hurriedly taking a few bites of the meal, he told them that he had eaten well.
"Zhou Jing, did you just add Qingyue WeChat?" my mother suddenly asked me at this time.
"Uh, not yet."
"Whats the matter with you? A boy doesn take the initiative, do you want Qingyue to take the initiative?" My mother taught her a lesson.
I was helpless, so I said to Lin Qingyue, "Ill sweep you."
Lin Qingyue nodded, and after seeing that we had added WeChat friends to each other, my mothers brows relaxed.
The Lin family stayed there until after three oclock in the afternoon before going back.