"Yawn..." Xiao Qiang yawned heavily and rubbed his sleepy eyes, only to find that the early self-study had ended in his big sleep, and he had already started his first Chinese class.

It's like having a dream. In the dream, he made a lot of money at the antique fair. After he was in danger, he managed to escape. Then he bought a Maserati limousine. With Wen birou's "strange" driving skills, his heart beat faster and he finally returned to his home in Yong'an County safely.

Of course, the memory of all this is clear. It is obviously not a dream, but a real thing. Xiao Qiang felt that he had just gone to Ninghai city for two days, which was as long as two years. However, when he returned to Yong'an County, a week passed in a flash.

In this week, Xiao Qiang has been thinking about how to turn over the case for his father, in addition to studying hard and gradually making up for his previous lessons.

Of course, overturning the case is not so simple, and Xiao Qiang is not only going to overturn the case for his father. What is more tense now is actually the situation of Zhao Qingyan and his father. Because the Zhao family is still under the influence of the Yang family. They don't know the inside story at all. If they go on cheating like this, they will only let the Yang family succeed again. This is the last thing Xiao Qiang wants to see.

Therefore, Xiao Qiang wants to have a chance to get close to Zhao Guozhi alone and tell Zhao Guozhi all the tricks of the Yang family! But he is a student, and Zhao Guozhi is the deputy county magistrate. It is impossible to see him alone.

With a sigh, Xiao Qiang peeks at Zhao Qingyan's beautiful figure who is reading carefully. Don't know why, he at this time in mind suddenly inexplicable appeared wenbirou that sweet gentle pretty face.

At the thought of Wen birou, he immediately thought of some pictures in Ninghai city. In the couple's presidential suite, Wen birou's attractive posture when she is half wet in her suspender Nightgown is full of blood; When the tiger gang was kidnapped, her affectionate confession and warm kiss at the critical moment of life and death; Even before she came back, she was embarrassed when she took off her silk stockings in front of her face because they were snagged on the car, showing her attractive legs

"No, no, Xiao Qiang, you like Zhao Qingyan. Don't think about it." Xiao qiangmeng shook his head and dissipated all the pictures in his mind.

Wen birou's confession to him is like a big stone in Xiao Qiang's heart. You say that Xiao Qiang doesn't like Wen birou... It's obviously impossible. Can he not know his body's reaction? But if you like Wen birou, you can't imagine. After all, Zhao Qingyan is the goddess in his heart

Because of this, it has been a week since he dared not go to Wen birou's shop. It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that he doesn't know how to face the ambiguous relationship between them!

"Hello, you seem to be very busy lately." Why don't you go after Zhao Qingyan? Do you have the self-knowledge to back out? " Just as Xiao Qiang was daydreaming, Xia Yao beside him suddenly said with a smile, "it's a good thing. There's no good end to overestimate yourself."

Xiao Qiang couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "do you think I'm you? I have no ability to dress up. Yesterday's simulated test results came out, and I don't know who was in a bad mood and kicked the table askew? Cut, don't exaggerate if you can't afford to lose. How does it feel to be beaten in the face? "

"You..." Xia Yao originally wanted to tease the classmate who had been sleeping for a long time. Unexpectedly, she was smeared with salt on his wound and said angrily, "I made a mistake! But is it one point less than Zhao Qingyan? Hum, the mock exam is not a formal college entrance examination. It's a matter of military affairs to win or lose. Is it so fussy? "

"Oh, Miss Xia knew that winning or losing is a matter of military affairs." How can you know that I have no chance

"Forget it, I don't care about you who just know how to daydream." Xia Yao can't hear Xiao Qiang's ironic meaning, so she doesn't look up and says, "just don't draw water out of a basket! You want to rob your girlfriend with Yang Yisheng. It's really... "

Before Xia Yao finished, song Xiaohou in the front row suddenly threw a small piece of paper to Xiao Qiang's desk. He still kept smiling and whispered, "the note Zhao Qingyan gave you!"

Not only Xiao Qiang was stunned, but Xia Yao beside her was even more flushed. She pulled the powder fist tightly, turned her head and glared at Zhao Qingyan's graceful back.

Who is that? Is there anyone who breaks down like this? She just advised Xiao Qiang not to take Zhao Qingyan's advice, but who expected that Zhao Qingyan would hand him a note with her backhand. She didn't mean to fight with her!

However, Xia Yao knows that Zhao Qingyan didn't mean to. After all, she's not an immortal. How can she know what she and Xiao Qiang are talking about so far away. It's just a coincidence.

Xiao Qiang smilingly holds the note to Xia Yao and shakes it, as if he is deliberately angry with her, obviously beating her face. Xia Yao turned her head with a cold Snort and didn't want to see his proud face any more!

"The dog bites LV Dongbin, and he doesn't know a good heart! I'm still there in vain. I advise you to look back. OK, you can go after me if you like. Don't blame me for falling dead. You deserve it Xia Yao grumbled angrily.

Xiao Qiang, of course, has no interest in taking charge of the angry Xia Yao. He can't wait to open the note to see what Zhao Qingyan wants to say to him. You know, after so many days, she didn't say a few words to herself and didn't show any difference. This note really made him very excited!

"Xiao Qiang, I already know the real value of that birthday gift. It's too expensive. I still don't think I can take it. We'll meet sometime, and I'll give you back the present. "

The handwriting on the note is clear and beautiful, but Xiao Qiang's excited face gradually cools down. After a long time, Zhao Qingyan wanted to return his night pearl necklace!

I can't. how can I take back the things I sent out? Xiao Qiang quickly wrote on the note:

I won't take back the birthday gift. You can be a gift between friends. Is it really so important whether it's valuable or not? I got this necklace at the fair. It doesn't cost much. If you still treat me as a friend, please accept it. If you insist on giving it back, I'll just throw it away.

The note is very Express back, Zhao Qingyan did not look back toward Xiao Qiang, but her little hand or open read, and wrote a line of words. The note came back to Xiao Qiang.

Well... OK. If you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to dinner as a thank you. Is that ok?

having dinner? Isn't this another chance to date Zhao Qingyan? Xiao Qiang thought of it excitedly. When he wanted to write three big words I would like to, he suddenly seemed to think of something. He was so excited that he almost clapped his hands!

Yeah, I almost forgot that! If you want to get close to Zhao Guozhi, tell him about the plot of the Yang family alone. Eating is not the best reason and excuse! The more Xiao Qiang thought about it, the more he thought it was feasible. He wrote in a hurry: it's OK to invite me to dinner, but I have a request. I don't want to eat junk food outside. If possible, how about inviting me to a family dinner? I'd like to have a light meal at your house. I wonder if it's ok?

After the note is handed to Zhao Qingyan, Xiao Qiang sees that her delicate body is obviously slightly stunned. It is obvious that his request is too unexpected. It's just that few students are willing to go to an elder's home for dinner. After all, it's inconvenient for an adult to watch and talk. Xiao Qiang's request is really unexpected.

However, after waiting for a while, Zhao Qingyan still sent the note back and agreed to Xiao Qiang's request.

Xiao Qiang can't help grinning. It's a good time to get in touch with Zhao Guozhi! Hehe, the Yang family can't imagine that their elaborate plot will be disturbed by him, a poor boy who looks down on him!