you are my soft spot

Chapter 100

Qingyun didn't want to talk to him, and swallowed the little black lump with difficulty, not to mention how sour it looked.

"Let go of me, I'm going to drink water, I'm going to be salted to death."

Seeing her maddened appearance, Gong Shuo couldn't help but let go of her teasing heart, and then let go of her arm. "Is it that exaggerated?"

"You still say!" Qing Yun picked up the water glass on the side, gulped it down in one gulp, then felt that it wasn't enough, ran to the water dispenser and poured a full glass, and swallowed it a few times. Only then did I feel more comfortable, "Huh!"

Gong Shuo stared at the glass, and squeezed his eyebrows, "I drank the half glass just now."

"Ah?" Qing Yun exhaled, put down the cup, shrugged: "I drank it all, I don't dislike it."

".You don't dislike it, I dislike it. That's my cup, okay?"

"That's your fault too, who made you force me to eat it in one go!"

"Do you still understand you?"

"It was!"

Gong Shuo shook his hands and sat down again, "Forget it, I don't want the cup anymore."

That's what Qing Yun wanted to hear, so she picked up the cup and threw it into the trash can, "Anyway, you have more cups here, and it's okay to have one less."

".Do you dare not want your money?"

"How much is a cup worth?"

"one thousand!"

"Come on, one glass is worth a thousand." Qing Yun didn't believe his nonsense, "This glass is at most a few hundred yuan, no more."

"."

Qing Yun licked her mouth, the smell was still there, "Then eat slowly, I'm going back to sleep, by the way, the notification should come down tomorrow, right?"

Gong Shuo picked up a piece of pork belly with his chopsticks, "What notice?"

"It's the "Future Star" singing competition you mentioned just now."

"Did I tell you to go?"

"." Qing Yun twitched the corner of her mouth, "You, you said, as long as I make coffee for you, let me go."

Gong Shuo's face was confused, he didn't seem to understand what she was talking about, "Did I say that?"

"." Qing Yun was speechless.

Gong Shuo had a piece of meat and a piece of vegetables, which tasted delicious, "What's the name of that little black piece you gave me just now?"

"Did I feed you the little black lump just now?" Qing Yun retaliated with the same question on her face.

Gong Shuo: "."

"gone."

"."

After Qing Yun left the office, she stuck out her tongue nonchalantly.

Damn it, it's so unpalatable to stuff this little dried vegetable into your mouth all at once!
I don't know why my mother made it so unpalatable this time. It tasted pretty good before.

When I think of Cong Zhihui, I think of what she said before.

Alas, how can I get rid of those thoughts in my mother's heart.

She didn't even think about it, if she wanted to find a rich man to marry, would she be able to be worthy of others?

If you are not worthy of others, even if you marry by then, you will still be looked down upon by others.

Since ancient times, the word "good family" has always been justified!

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Assistant Zhang guessed that something urgent happened at home, otherwise it would be impossible for her to ask for leave.

Walking all the way, thinking all the way, dreaming everywhere, and soon, I reached the turning point.

At the entrance of the dormitory, there was a slightly handsome figure wandering in the moonlight, inexplicably lonely.

Seeing this, Qing Yun's smile widened and she quickened her pace, "Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)