She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 297
Jing Xing ordered one casually just now, and the red envelope was [-] yuan when unwrapped, and he was still the king of luck.

[Lin Qingyou]: Ever since I was a child, I have had bad luck.

Lin Qingyou belonged to nine out of ten people who won prizes, and the only one who didn't get a prize must be her kind. She remembered that her biggest prize in the past 16 years seemed to be a consolation prize for each person in a supermarket event.

The consolation prize was a bag of vinegar for eighty cents.

Jing Xing directly sent a 52 red envelope, and then sent another sentence.

[Jing Xing]: All my luck is for you.

[Jing Xing]: Not only luck, red envelopes are given to you, people also give you.

Jing Xing's luck is really good, Lin Qingyou took a look in the group just now, and out of the ten red envelopes that Old Xu sent out, he was lucky in eight out of them.

The group continued to be lively, and various blessings continued to be swiped on the screen, and Lao Xu also happily participated in it.

Xu Changhao checked the red envelope collection situation one by one, and then, as if he had discovered a new world, he excitedly posted a sentence in the group.

[Xu Changhao]: Huh?I suddenly discovered that Sister Yuzu and the class monitor are couple heads.

Du Mingyu: "..."

After these words were sent out, the group became quiet in an instant, and the lively atmosphere just now was completely gone.

Du Mingyu stared at Xu Changhao's words for a long time, it was very difficult to understand his brain circuit.

No, you private messaged this sentence to Yuzu sister, or private message to the monitor, or you can private message it to me, if you post it in the class group, isn't this a typical behavior of courting death?
There is old Xu in the group!

Although Lao Xu doesn't care much about these things in the class, he is a teacher anyway, as long as he is a teacher, how can anyone agree with puppy love? !
But this time, Du Mingyu's thinking was completely wrong.

I saw Lao Xu slowly sending out a middle-aged and elderly emoji with a big red heart and a green background, and then opened his mouth cheerfully.

[Old Xu]: Is this the cartoon that your children often watch? What is it called Tom and Jerry?

Du Mingyu quickly changed the topic.

[Du Mingyu]: Yes, yes, yes, teacher, you are quite trendy, and you know this too.

[Ji Anran]: Yes, yes, Tom and Jerry.

[Qiao Yuyu]: Children of our age watched this cartoon when they were young.

Thanks to the unremitting efforts of the three of them, the atmosphere in the class finally returned to the original track, and they continued to chat in full swing.

Lin Qingyou turned off the group messages, took her phone and sat on the hanging chair by the window.

The hanging chair was originally placed on the balcony. After the weather got cold, she moved the hanging chair back into the house and put it next to the sliding door.

Ding-dong-

The phone beeped slightly.

Lin Qingyou leaned back in the seat, her two white legs hanging in mid-air, swaying unsteadily.

On the screen of the phone, a message from Jing Xing popped up.

[Jing Xing]: Do you want to come out to celebrate the New Year together?

Lin Qingyou glanced at the time displayed on the upper right corner of the phone - 47:[-], she thought about it, replied "OK", and then jumped off the hanging chair.

Since she and Lin Hongwei ran out of the house in a fit of anger last time, she and Lin Hongwei have not spoken.

In many cases, what people say inadvertently is the truth, which is a subconscious reaction.

Language is actually a kind of violence, even more heartbreaking than physical violence, but usually many adults don't realize how hurtful the words they say are.

Lin Hongwei wanted to talk to her a few times, but she avoided them intentionally or unintentionally. In the end, Lin Hongwei gave up, and simply never came back during this time, and stayed with He Feiyan at the He family.

The room was empty and quiet, only the rattling of the pendulum on the first floor could be heard.

Lin Qingyou came down from the second floor, and turned on the light in the living room on the first floor. She didn't change the pajamas she was wearing, and directly took a thick down jacket from the hanger at the door, and put it on herself.

After going out the door, the cold air sticks to the skin of the neck along the neckline, as if it can penetrate into every pore, Lin Qingyou pulled the chain up.

The night was pouring out of the sky like a tide, the street lamps on both sides of the street had been turned on, and the pedestrians on the road seemed to be frightened by the cold wind, and they were rushing about in a hurry.

This winter has been extraordinarily long.

Jing Xing came out early and had already been waiting at the crossroads ahead for a while.

During the rare holiday, he didn't wear a school uniform. He wore a denim baseball jacket, black trousers and canvas shoes. He was dressed simply. Looking from a distance, he seemed to be shining in the crowd.

What did Ji Anran say before?

It is said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, but this sentence really doesn't work here at Jing Xing, but his face is really good-looking, even if he goes out with a tattered big bag on his body, he has to be sincere To exaggerate, Jing Xing is so fucking handsome.

Lin Qingyou finally knew the reason why Lao Xuhui fell in love with Jing Xing and asked him to be the monitor of Class Seven.

Not because of anything else, just because of that face, it is indeed very pleasing to the eye.

If she was asked to choose among a group of carrots and potatoes that she didn't know, she would also choose Jing Xing, the eye-catching Chinese cabbage.

The traffic light above his head quickly changed from red to green, and Lin Qingyou walked over on the sidewalk and stopped in front of him.

Jing Xing stretched out the hand he kept in his coat pocket, and handed it in her direction.

Lin Qingyou raised the corners of her lips, put her hands on them, and then tightened them.

This is a residential area, and there are not many pedestrians on the road. After turning two corners, the voices of people are clearly noisy, and the snow is still falling, which is not too big.

At ten o'clock, Xiangzhou City was still brightly lit.

The road is full of people, and groups of people are walking together, moving quickly or slowly among the glazed lights all over the city. Even if the night is endless and the cold wind blows across the street, people can't stop people from celebrating the new year. Arrival enthusiasm.

There were too many people at the city square, so Jing Xing didn't go that way, instead, he turned around and walked around the cobblestone path in the park. The end of the path leads directly to the fountain in the park, and there are many small shops near the fountain.

"Ding dong——welcome."

When Jing Xing pushed open the glass door, the bell toy hanging at the door made a warm ding-dong sound. He supported the door with one hand, turned sideways, and looked back at Lin Qingyou.

This is a milk tea shop, and there are many people sitting in the shop, filling this small milk tea house.

Lin Qingyou thought he was thirsty, so she walked in from his side.

Behind her was a four or five-year-old little girl. The girl's mother was on the phone and walked behind the girl. After the little girl also bounced into the milk tea room, Jing Xing withdrew her hand.

(End of this chapter)