Jiang Qiao side order dishes, while casually said: "Ning Xuemei, you are now particularly like a person."

He didn't look back. The cloud raised his head and saw the back of his head.

Black short hair, looks very good to touch.

She is already very tall. Jiang Qiao is much taller than her.

Standing with her, she can still accept it.

If you stand with other girls, I don't know if they will be under great pressure.

After thinking about it, she asked him, "what does it look like?"

Jiang Qiao looked at his face reflected on the glass window.

Inside that pair of black eyes, clearly dyed with a little smile, even the corners of the lips seem to be about to press the arc.

He replied softly, "little daughter-in-law."

"I..."

before I finished speaking, Jiang Qiao had already got the plate.

He interrupted her: "find a seat and sit down."

The clouds are wide: "good."

They found a corner and sat down face to face. Yun Pan Pan looked at his plate. Most of the meat and vegetables were in it, including sweet and sour small ribs, potato roast chicken, a green vegetable, and then a bowl of soup.

He looked at Jiang Qiao's plate again. Seeing that his plate was the same as his own, he was relieved.

She was afraid that Jiang Qiao would buy her cheap dishes and expensive ones for her.

Before starting, she also deliberately said: "thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Qiao did not rush to eat, but looked at her with great interest. He leaned back on the back of his chair and said slowly, "you are welcome."

Cloud Pan Pan ate a few dishes, see Jiang Qiao is actually still looking at himself, eyes a little convergence of the meaning is not.

After she coughed twice, she was also embarrassed to eat again, but looked back at Jiang Qiao with puzzled eyes.

Jiang Qiao suddenly leaned close to him, his arms on the table, his fingers clasped, his chin on his hand, his face a bit serious.

The clouds, seeing him in general, could not help becoming serious.

Subconsciously swallowing saliva, Jiang Qiao saw her small movements, smile, asked her: "rather learn younger sister, the elder student asked you a question."

Her legs are close together and her sitting posture is extremely upright. She is in a good shape. Now she is sitting upright. Even if she is wearing a wide camouflage suit, it is difficult to cover up her good figure.

"You ask."

Jiang Qiao is not polite, directly asked: "last night, why did you give me band aid?"

Yun Fanpan felt that if she was another person, she would give it, but she would not post it for the other person.

Help as much as you can, but it's up to the point.

Of course, Jiang Qiao is no one else.

But if you can't tell the truth, you can only find a reason.

Cloud pan pan, lightly Er, pretending to be thinking.

After a while, she said, "it may be that the schoolmaster was too pitiful. At that time, the corners of her lips were bleeding."

Jiang Qiao thought about many answers, but he didn't think of this one.

Will normal people directly in front of each other's face said the other poor?

She was not afraid to offend people, and said what she thought.

Jiang Qiao's eyes fell on her hand.

Her hands were clenched into fists, the little one. Just looking at them seemed to be able to imagine how their hands felt to hold her hands in their hands.

It's a nervous subconscious movement.

Jiang Qiao is a casual person, he feels that he is really moved.

He wants the girl sitting opposite him.

He no longer hesitated, and lowered his voice, which had a touch of tenderness.

"Well... Poor." He slightly slants the head to ask her, the appearance has some kind of lovable, "after going back last night, the schoolmaster has been thinking about you, since Ning Xuemei is pitiful to the senior, it is better to be pitiful in the end."

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