It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 223

With an understatement, Young Master Shen's expression froze.

Then he recovered immediately, "If I can't finish eating, I'll take it away."

"Throw it away?" Qiao Yue asked.

Young Master Shen calmly picked up a cup of soy milk and put it in front of the seat, "I'll take it to school for them to eat."

The "them" that Shen Zheyi mentioned naturally refers to his group of cronies.

Qiao Yue imagined the scene of Young Master Shen carrying a pile of steamed stuffed buns and soy milk to deliver breakfast to each class, which was very touching.

Qiao Yue sat down and began to enjoy her own breakfast.

Shen Zheyi didn't go far to buy breakfast, it was all the taste she was familiar with.

Of course, in the end, she didn't let Young Master Shen rush to school with a pile of their leftover breakfast.

She glanced at the clothes on the other party, and sighed silently in her heart.

The clothes were all bought from the same store. At that time, the models looked pretty good in their clothes. After comparing them now, she suddenly felt that Young Master Shen would have other options besides inheriting billions of dollars in the future.

Natural advantages are too obvious.

Young master Shen can completely rely on his face to make a living.

Right now, this young man who can rely on his face to eat is cleaning the dining table. Qiao Yue looks at his hands that can be said to have no touch to the sun, and tidies up in a hurry.

Qiao Yue stopped him and sighed, "Put it down, I'll come, you go to school."

Shen Zheyi paused, then looked at her, and sighed, "Do you want me to go out in such thin clothes in this weather?"

Probably because the heating in the room was too high, she even forgot what the temperature was outside. Looking at Shen Zheyi at this moment, she was indeed wearing thin enough clothes.

Shen Zheyi looked at the hesitant expression of the girl in front of him, but still had a look of helplessness on his face, as if he really depended on others.

He just wanted to find an excuse to spend more time with them.

Anyway, it was cold, let him go out, and she was the one who felt guilty when it was cold.

Shen Zheyi played the sympathy card, never thinking that the girl who hesitated for less than two seconds ran up to his room the next second, and saw her holding a black down jacket when she went downstairs.

His eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

"Put this on." Qiao Yue stuffed the coat into his arms.

Shen Zheyi: "You let you wear girls' clothes?"

Qiao Yue took a deep look at him, and began to explain seriously, "This coat can be worn by both men and women. I bought it too big when I bought it. You can put it on to see if it fits."

During that time, the snowy days were too cold, and Qiao Yue was still a person who wandered outside until two or three in the morning, driving her little sheep. Those winds made her doubt her life, so when she bought a winter coat, I picked a larger size so that she could retract her hands.

Seeing Shen Zheyi's complicated face, Qiao Yue continued: "You despise me for wearing it?"

Shen Zheyi: "...No."

How dare he dislike it.

Qiao Yue looked at him again, obviously waiting for his next move.

So, under her gaze, Shen Zheyi put on that long black coat. It must be said that it was really too small.

No matter how you say it, Qiao Yue is only a 1.6-meter-five girl, and she is relatively thin. Girls in the north are already considered small.

Even if she deliberately bought a large coat, it is impossible to buy it according to the standard of more than 1.8 meters.

Shen Zheyi was wearing that ill-fitting coat, always feeling aggrieved.

But, the girl stared at him, as if he dared to take it off, she just kicked him out.

(End of this chapter)