My girlfriend is only cute

Chapter 119 Typhoon sister is really coming
Qin Shi'e had forgotten what time he fell asleep last night.

The phone was placed next to the pillow with the speaker on. Before she became unconscious, the slight sound of fabric rubbing on her head and humming with an unknown melody echoed in her ears, like a lullaby.

In short, he had a good sleep this time, and when he woke up, the phone had been hung up.

Because Chi Yuluo was busy knitting a scarf, he forgot to plug the charging cable back in after unplugging it. When he noticed it, he was afraid of disturbing his sleep, so he didn't plug it back in again.

It wasn't until after six o'clock in the morning that I sent him a message【It's okay, I'm here! 】

On December 12th, there was a color class in the morning, and the school organized all year-round art exam classes to go out for sketching.

Two medium-sized buses carried about fifty students in regular uniforms and drove on the field roads on the outskirts of the city.

The atmosphere in the car was cheerful and there was constant chatter.

In such a noisy environment, Chi Yuluo still slept soundly.

She tilted her head, leaned on Qin Shie's shoulder, opened her mouth slightly, revealing a few bright white teeth.

There was an off-white cloth handbag on her lap, which contained her and his painting kits, and a pair of white and tender hands naturally hung on it, and with the bumps, the fingers like jade onions would move from time to time.

Qin Shi'e turned his face slightly, rubbing the hair on her head gently, looking at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window.

The fields in winter are slightly desolate, with yellow weeds swaying in the cold wind. The scarecrow, which has been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, stands alone in the soil, and there are no farmers in sight.

It was getting darker and darker, and he had a premonition that it was going to rain.

Arriving at the destination, the driver tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and watched the students jumping off the car one by one. The teacher stood at the door to maintain order.

Chi Yuluo rubbed his eyes drowsily, holding Qin Shie's clothes with his other hand, and the two walked at the back of the team.

"Xiao evil, I just dreamed that there was a typhoon, and then we went home together for Christmas." Her voice was a bit drunk, and it sounded like the snoring of a small animal.

"It's expected to rain, but a typhoon is unlikely this season."

"Really, I asked Yunyun, it said sister Typhoon promised to come." She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the dark clouds in the distance.

"Okay, okay, what time did you go to bed last night? Why are you so sleepy today?"

"No, eleven o'clock."

"The truth?"

"Four o'clock in the morning." She hesitated, her little head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong.

Qin Shie didn't reply and walked silently for a while.

Chi Yuluo wondered if he was angry, but when she raised her head, she suddenly bumped into his back.

"Yes, I'm sorry, little evil. I'll never sleep late again." She covered her forehead and apologized. Qin Shie squatted down on the spot, stretched out his hands, turned his head and said to her:

"I don't blame you. Come on up. You must have not slept enough when you slept in the car. You are specially allowed to sleep on my back for a while longer."

"Are you really not angry?"

"If you don't come up again, maybe I will be angry."

Chi Yuluo skillfully wrapped her little hands around his neck and lay on his broad and warm back.

Qin Shi'e slowly stood up while holding the girl's firm thighs.

No matter how many times I repeat it, it still doesn’t feel like there’s a little kitten hiding in the middle.

"Hey, what are those two at the back doing? Walk faster!" The teacher's shout sounded not far ahead.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Qin Shi'e agreed to the teacher's request and quickened his pace to catch up with the large army while carrying Chi Yuluo on his back.

Chi Yuluo buried her head in the crook of his neck and whispered:
"Aren't we going to be too blatant?"

"Maybe, then we can be sneaky from now on?"

"No, just start sneaking around now, they will think we broke up." Chi Yuluo disagreed.

Qin Shie looked helpless and said lazily: "Then ignore them. Let's talk about our own love and let others talk about it!"

"Uh-huh! No, no, we're not together yet!"

The location where I sketched was a creek that barely reached my ankles.

On the opposite bank is a village with a sense of age. Villagers passing by carrying poles and women washing vegetables by the stream cast curious glances at the group of dolls.

Because today is Christmas Eve, the teacher who led the team gave each student an apple.

The result is that someone really only draws apples.

When the teacher didn't notice, Qin Shi'e crossed the bridge and went to the other side to find an old man carrying a pole and bought some persimmons.

Everyone in their group was given one, except for Duan Xiaocheng who was forced to stand because he only drew apples and painted them blue, and he didn't get to eat.

"How dare you." Chi Yuluo squatted down by the stream and washed the persimmons, then came back and asked Qin Shiye with a smile. "Because I think you want to eat it."

"How can I have!"

Chi Yuluo took a bite of the persimmon. The soft and glutinous texture and sweet taste were really good.

"Then you keep staring at people. I thought you wanted to eat." Qin Shie finished his persimmon in two bites and washed his hands directly in the bucket of paintbrushes nearby.

"I just want to draw that grandpa, you, you just wash your hands in the paint bucket?"

Qin Shi smiled evilly, he was not as particular about girls, mainly because he had to walk several steps to wash his hands in the creek, he was lazy.

"There's no grandpa in your painting either."

"There are some, look at this little black dot."

Qin Shi'e looked in the direction of her finger. Above the stream was a vaguely identifiable house. The color had not yet dried. On the far right of the screen, there was a slight black shadow that looked like a stick figure. He was carrying a longer stick on his shoulder. matches.

Qin Shie scratched his head: "How big is it near or small?"

"Yeah!" Chi Yuluo swallowed the persimmon and clapped his hands, "As expected of a little evil, you can see it right away!"

"When you go out in the future, don't say that I taught you."

"Why?" Chi Yuluo looked a little aggrieved. She was obviously painting seriously.

"Because you're a little idiot."

Qin Shie dipped his index finger into a little white paint and placed it on the dimple on her right cheek.

Chi Yuluo pouted and stared at him resentfully, and snorted: "You will definitely pay the price for bullying me today!"

"How are you going to make me pay the price?" Qin Shiye didn't take it seriously and put a little white paint on the tip of her nose. Chi Yuluo didn't resist and just let him play with it.

The big eyes rolled, and he showed a smile like a little devil: "In other fields, you will never be able to stand up again, and you can only be pressed down by me!"

Qin Shie didn't understand what other fields she was talking about for a while.

Besides, is there anything this little fool knows that he doesn't know?Making rice rolls?

So cute.

He didn't argue with her. Seeing the little girl's confidence, he added some white paint to her left cheek.

Now it's completely symmetrical.

"You won't be able to dig out mine when you don't have any white paint later." Chi Yuluo sat back to paint his masterpiece, disdainful of fighting with mere villains. One day he would taste her power.

"It's okay, I just used your white paint."

"Oh, you can use it as you like. I already dug up your white paint when you went to buy persimmons."

"what?"

Qin Shi'e didn't believe it, he looked down at his paint box, and then looked back, only to see Chi Yuluo sneering at him.

"You really went to see it, idiot~idiot~"

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This kid!
Qin Shie wanted to hold her on his lap and spank her hard.

The whole morning passed like this, and everyone had almost finished the painting, leaving only the finishing touches.

The leading teacher walked around in several groups, looked down at his watch again, and was about to call for assembly, when a bell rang in his pocket, and he went to the side to answer the phone again.

When passing by Duan Xiaocheng, he even gave him a dizziness.

"Little evil, little evil, look!"

Chi Yuluo tugged on Qin Shie's sleeves. Qin Shie looked up and saw a large group of dark clouds gathering on the other side of the mountain.

"Let me tell you, there will definitely be a typhoon!" Chi Yuluo looked very excited.

Qin Shi'e: "."

This heartless girl is so happy when there is a typhoon, how can she go back later?
"At most it will rain heavily. If there is a typhoon, there should be news a few days ago." He analyzed rationally.

After answering the phone, the substitute teacher stood behind and shouted: "Pack your things, the typhoon is coming soon. We have a holiday in the afternoon. Those who can go home later will go home directly. There is no need to follow them back to school."

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Qin Shie was a little confused.

Should I be happy or unhappy?

(End of this chapter)