My girlfriend is only cute

Chapter 218 The secret under the pillow
The interview process was much smoother than Qin Shie imagined. The moment his identity was revealed, Chi Yuluo just blinked as if he was attacked by the suspicion of death, and did not give much interesting reaction.

The only hiccup was that before heading to the coffee shop he had arranged for, he received a message from Gao Wen.

In short, the content of the message was that she had guessed the identities of Qin Shie and Chi Yuluo, and asked them to keep their identities secret.

Although Qin Shiye understood that the squad leader didn't want Duan Xiaocheng to see such a huge contrast in her.

But Qin Shi'e felt that there was no need for Gao Wen to ask him to help keep it secret. Not to mention her hairstyle and outfit, which were full of heavy makeup, she was also wearing a mask, and she spoke with a raised voice. If he hadn't known who she was in advance, Qin Shie really couldn't recognize him at first glance, not even him, let alone the other two.

In short, although this interview did not provide a surprise effect, the overall atmosphere was quite pleasant.

After an offline rehearsal, it was obvious that Chi Yuluo's enthusiasm for this art festival had reached an unprecedented height.

"Huhu. Xiaoxie, will your uncle and aunt come to see you during the art festival?"

On the way home from the night run, Chi Yuluo stared ahead and said intermittently.

Maintaining the same running speed, Qin Shi'e, who exercised regularly, was much more capable than her and could speak without gasping for air. He replied, "How is that possible?"

"Aren't they coming to celebrate your birthday with you?"

"What's the connection between spending my birthday and coming to the art festival?"

That's what he said, but Qin Shiye could always grasp the key points in the girl's words and guess what she meant. Chi Yuluo was temporarily unable to talk to him coherently due to lack of physical strength. Qin Shiye turned around and probed.

"You want to ask me if I invited them?"

During the art festival, the school is open to the public for visits, and parents of students have the privilege to watch performances in the auditorium.

Chi Yuluo nodded, swallowed, and finally ran downstairs in the community. The two walked slowly as if to relax. Under the street lamp, a few beads of sweat fell on Chi Yuluo's crimson face, and his hair was stuck to his forehead.

She raised her little hand to fan herself, and then fanned Qin Shi'e next to her who was sweating more than she was even though he was running easily.

"So are you going to invite me? I think this is a good opportunity."

After getting on the elevator, Chi Yuluo calmed down, took Qin Shie's hand and shook it.

"Ah."

Qin Shi'e didn't understand, so he hummed, he didn't know whether he was thinking or agreeing.

"Let uncle see how powerful you are now, and then you will definitely be able to reconcile." Chi Yuluo said innocently.

"We didn't quarrel in the first place."

"It's not just a quarrel that can be called reconciliation, the elimination of estrangement can also be considered a reconciliation."

After returning home, Chi Yuluo went to take a bath and kicked out Qin Shi'e who planned to go with him.

Qin Shi'e had no choice but to go to the bathroom in the living room to wash up.

The hot water ran across the lines of his cheeks and the outline of his chest muscles. Qin Shi'e seriously thought about the feasibility of Chi Yuluo's plan.

She was right. Although he and his father did not quarrel, the atmosphere between them was obviously not right.

Qin Mengde always looked condescending every time he chatted, and he was extremely impatient with that appearance, which led him to have perfunctory conversations every time.

If Qin Mengde knew that he was no longer a child, would his attitude improve? Qin Shie didn't know, but he hadn't tried it either. Qin Shie wouldn't jump to conclusions easily about things he hadn't tried.

After taking a shower, he returned to the room. Qin Shie threw himself on the bed without wiping his hair. He took the charging phone on the bedside and listened to the buzzing sound in the bathroom. He pressed the pillow under his chest to send a message to Qin Mengde.

Shortly after the invitation was sent out, Qin Mengde replied, "I'll think about it," and then started nagging Qin Shi'e to focus on studying and painting, and then made a couple of metaphors about Chi Yuluo.

Qin Shie threw his cell phone aside, hugged the pillow and looked up at the ceiling. The sound of water in the bathroom had stopped. If he held his breath, he could hear the faint sound of clothes rubbing together.

Qin Shie sat up, holding a pillow in his arms, and looked at the unclear figure through the frosted glass door. When he found that he couldn't see clearly, he glanced around the room that Chi Yuluo had just cleaned in the afternoon and then lay down again.

"Meow wow." Xiangzi jumped on the bed, climbed up to Qin Shie's cheek and licked it gently. Qin Shie turned to Xiangzi and blew hard. Xiangzi wiped the big cat's face with his paws and looked disgusted. ran away.

Really, with such a hard-working and capable daughter-in-law, what on earth could the old man be dissatisfied with? Qin Shie couldn't figure it out.

As for caring about being in the same family, didn't Qin Mengde and Chen Xiuqin have the same configuration as a young master and a village girl? When it comes to grades, Chi Yuluo's grades are not only not bad but are steadily rising, and his grades with her are even better. Rising instead of falling.

So Qin Mengde was simply angry with him, not wanting to go against the decision he had made and fearing that his majesty would be ruined.

Qin Shie gave a reasonable explanation and told himself in his heart that he would never get angry with this naive old man next time.

"Why did you lie on the bed without blowing your hair?" Chi Yuluo tilted his head and rubbed his hanging hair with a bath towel. "It's summer anyway, just let it dry naturally."

"No, it will be oily!"

Hearing the sound, Qin Shie was too lazy to get up and subconsciously put his hand into the pillowcase. Just as he was about to continue Chi Yuluo's conversation, he saw Chi Yuluo frown and take out some chewing gum from the pillowcase.

".?" Qin Shie was stunned.

"what--"

Chi Yuluo took off the bath towel and dropped it next to her feet. Her little face, which was pink and moist from the steam, instantly turned eight shades of red. She screamed and rushed up to snatch the pillow and the chewing gum from Qin Shie's hand, and hid under the quilt. Huddle up.

After coming back to his senses, Qin Shie looked at the quilt snail and said doubtfully, "No wonder you have to close the door every time you clean the room. It turns out you..."

"Don't say it! Don't say it!"

Qin Shie stopped talking, glanced aside, scratched his face and said with an embarrassed smile, "Actually, you don't need to hide it."

In the past, he was worried that if he started this way, he would not be able to stop, which would affect his grades. Now he found that if he could not start this thing, he would not be able to stop it when he got to the stage of being frank, and his grades would not be affected.

So Qin Shie didn't care about it for a long time. It's just that there were too many things going on recently and he never had the chance to talk to Chi Yuluo.

Sitting in the bathtub, your nervous mood and tired body are slowly healed.

Wearing a shower cap, Gao Wen lifted one foot from the water, holding a little yellow duck on the instep. Water drops accumulated on the heel like a crumbling pearl.

Gao Wen picked up the mobile phone that was covered with a waterproof bag next to it, switched on the large size, and clicked on the chat box with Duan Xiaocheng's small size.

The last message was in the afternoon when he told himself that he was going to have a face-to-face meeting with his friends in the band.

Wen: 【Have you met each other? How do you feel? 】

Less than five seconds after the message was sent, Gao Wen put down the phone halfway before picking it up again.

Duan Xiaocheng told her nonsense about his experience of meeting with a gay in the afternoon, but he was not stupid enough to ask her to guess who he met out of excitement. After all, the identity of his current account was not Duan Xiaocheng.

From his words, Gao Wen was sure that he did not recognize her in the afternoon, so she breathed a sigh of relief. After Duan Xiaocheng talked for a while, Gao Wen asked
Wen: [Except for that non-mainstream sister besides your classmates, do you have any thoughts about her? 】

Upon receiving this question, Duan Xiaocheng, who was sitting in front of the computer desk, thought for a moment, turned his chair and replied:

Da Zhuang: [The outside and the inside are the same, conforming to the image is not an idea]

Wen: [The outside and the inside are the same? 】

Da Zhuang: [Yes, she usually speaks with a smell of gunpowder, which is quite consistent with her real appearance]

Wen: [I mean, don’t you think that such a girl would be a little bit immodest? 】

Gao Wen has always acted like a good girl in front of people other than herself.

Only when her parents were not at home, she would secretly put on makeup and wear clothes that were labeled as fancy dress.

This is her way of releasing stress, and it has become a hobby over time. There are no rules and regulations, and she doesn't have to care about the worldly vision. She can be a rebellious child.

It's just that rebellion often means "sickness" in the eyes of adults and is an unacceptable behavior. Wearing such clothes on the street seems to make everyone think that she is a bad child.

It is obviously impossible to say that Gao Wen doesn't care about other people's evaluations and opinions. She cares about it very much.

The period of waiting for Duan Xiaocheng's reply was only a short moment, but Gao Wen had a lot of thoughts in her mind, and it took several minutes for her pupils to refocus and land on the text he sent.

Da Zhuang: [I just think it’s pretty good-looking, I didn’t think much about it]

Wen: [If she were your girlfriend, wouldn’t you think too much?]

Da Zhuang: [emmm, I'm stupid, I really can't think too much, but if I don't have someone I like, I don't hate someone like Sister Qiao, hehe.jpg]

Gao Wen stared at the screen and didn't know what he was thinking. There was a faint smile on his expressionless face. The hand holding the phone was hanging on the edge of the bathtub, and his feet under the water moved happily.

Really, don't hate it.

(This book is coming to an end. It’s getting harder and harder to write as you go to the end. I’m very sorry. I’ve been in such a bad state recently and the writing hasn’t been very good. Thank you all for supporting me until now. I may write more and more from now on. The more boring it is, I would like to remind you in advance that those who feel bored can leave first. I will continue to work hard in my next book. I will also work hard in this book to make the last point as interesting as possible. Thank you again OTZ)

(End of this chapter)