Chapter 112： Do you know what you are doing?

The last class in the afternoon, Chinese self-study class.

Tang Qianyan took the cell phone and chatted with friends casually.

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The other party sent her a map of the airport.

She sent an emoji package over.

At this time, someone else sent her a message.

Fengxian: Well with your teacher, come out.

She straightened up lazily and looked at the words on the phone, her eyes darkening.

Eight minutes later, she stepped out of the school unhurriedly.

In the lazy afternoon, large swaths of golden light splattered on the trees on both sides of the long street, the light was shining but not dazzling, and the pedestrians hurriedly walked by, but they couldn't help but cast their eyes when passing by the tall and straight figure.

Autumn is approaching, and this occasionally returns to a wave of summer craze.

Qianmiao's lips moved, feeling a little dry in his throat.

She looked at the milk tea shop next to the school gate, pointed towards it, and was about to walk over.

In the next second, Feng Xian raised his hand slightly to reveal the bag he was holding. There was a food store's logo on the bag.

When she walked over, the man had already taken out the lemon tea in it, inserted the tube, and handed it to her.

Qian Mian didn't take it, and his cold eyes looked at Fengxuan. Two seconds later, he said: "Do you...do you know what you are doing?"

The man smiled with a faint smile in his eyes, raised her hand, and put the lemon tea in her palm: "I know it very well."

Qianmiao held the cup, feeling the slight coolness rushing to the bottom of his heart, a sudden sensation.

Feng Xian let go and took out the snack from the bag: "Eat this cushion to cushion your stomach."

Suddenly a sharp voice came in, closing the strings and twisting the eyebrows.

Feng Chuchu ran out of the school with a bad face.

Not far behind her, Shi Chengan reluctantly caught up with her, calling her name.

Feng Chuchu ignored him, and rushed to Qian Miao as soon as he came over, and got stuck directly between her and Feng Xian.

She first glanced at Qian Mian, and then asked Feng Xian: "Why are you here? Grandpa asked you to pick her up?"

"Chu Chu! Wait for me." Shi Chengan approached.

Feng Chuchu tightened Fengxian's arm, turned his eyes to Shi Chengan, and said dissatisfied: "Second brother, you give me a comment. This person will say that I will invite Master Yuanxin to my grandfather to celebrate my birthday. I will be good to grandpa. Now he tells me that people can’t come, so how come there are such untrustworthy people.

"Chu Chu, listen to me. I don't know that my teacher will suddenly fall ill. He wants to go too, but it is very impolite to drag the sick body."

"I didn't get sick before, I didn't get sick yesterday, but I got sick today. How could it be so coincidental? I don't think that person is the original intention at all!"

She **** off.

Shi Chengan was anxious in an instant, "It's really him. I contacted through the Books Association. Can there be fakes?"

When the words fell, he thought of something, and looked at Qian Mian, with a sullen face: "Are you talking nonsense in front of Chu Chu?"

Qianmiao's eyes were lazy, and a bit of speechlessness came out, and a faint smile overflowed from her throat, "It really is an idiot."

Shi Chengan laughed: "What are you?"

Driven by his emotions, his footsteps involuntarily approached Qianmiao for half a step.

In the next second, a tall figure suddenly pressed over.

Feng Xian's expression was light and faint, but his deep voice made people shudder, and his back was chilly.

Shi Chengan swallowed, took a big step back, and looked down: "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to ask her one thing."