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Chapter 555 Jing Xing: "What a coincidence, my indifference can also become a knife."

It's not the first time I've heard this kind of earthy pick-up language. After all, I have a friend who has an earthy love talk output machine by my side——Cheng Xu, and Lin Qingyou has learned a lot by ear.

But Jing Xing made a very correct decision, promptly and tactfully stopped her from wanting to continue studying in depth.

"Ah, your beauty hurts me so much." The boy held his heart and made a very exaggerated expression, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by some sharp knife.

"..." Lin Qingyou looked at him inexplicably.

Come on, mentally handicapped children have a lot of fun.

People in this age group tend to be more or less secondary.

She can understand.

Her lips moved, and just as Lin Qingyou was about to say something, the voice-activated doll stuck to the glass door said cheerfully "Welcome", and a hand was put on her left shoulder.

Lin Qingyou didn't even need to turn her head to guess who the person approaching was.

Jing Xing was so close to her, even in the sweet sweet shop, the clean smell of washing powder on him could be smelled very clearly.

Jing Xing didn't look at her, but just glanced at the male creature who was in the second stage of middle school disease, and then said in a very low voice: "What a coincidence, my indifference can also become a knife that stabs others. If you don't want to You were stabbed by me, I suggest you keep a safe distance from my girlfriend."

"..."

After ordering the cake, before Du Mingyu and the others came out of the supermarket, Lin Qingyou sent a message on WeChat.

Du Mingyu quickly replied: "Line up at the cash register, five minutes, and I'll be out right away."

Lin Qingyou turned her head and said to Jing Xing: "Let's go, let's go to the bus stop first, and the two of them will be here soon."

Jing Xing nodded.

There is a giant electronic screen opposite the bus platform, and a promotional advertisement is broadcasting on it.

"In this cold winter, if you love her, you must give her large Northeast mink velvet cotton pants! Peony pattern, red and pink color, let you walk in the forefront of fashion! Nine layers of warmth, deep cold protection, can withstand the severe cold of minus [-] degrees! The warmth you can’t give, we will deliver it for you! The wife you can’t take care of, we will take care of it for you! Why are you still hesitating, pick up the phone and call the order hotline at the bottom of the screen..."

Jing Xing stared at the screen for a while, with a thoughtful expression: "Youyou, is my phone in your backpack?"

He started looking for his phone everywhere.

"..."

Lin Qingyou's heart has been in her throat since she heard the advertisement just now, she was afraid that Jing Xing would say "shall I buy you one?", but what should come will always come.

She wanted to hide, but couldn't.

Although she really didn't want to associate his looking for a mobile phone with the advertisements on the electronic screen, but with Jing Xing's thoughtful appearance, Lin Qingyou couldn't help asking, "What do you want a mobile phone for?"

"I want to buy something." Jing Xing said.

Jing Xing didn't find the phone in the pocket of his coat, it probably was put in her backpack just now.

Lin Qingyou said inwardly, you don't want to buy these Northeast cotton trousers, do you? !
What's more terrible is that Jing Xing is not afraid of the cold, he probably wants to buy this thing for her to wear.

Thinking of this, she pressed her hands firmly on the zipper of her backpack, and asked tremblingly, "You, what do you want to buy?"

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Jing Xing really pointed to the big cotton trousers that were being advertised on the big electronic screen opposite, "I'll buy you some of these."

"..."

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Lin Qingyou closed her eyes, then raised her head to look at him, and said word for word, "I don't want it."

The statement was sonorous, with a tone that was completely non-negotiable.

"Why?" Jing Xing raised his brows slightly, still looking like he wanted to buy it very much, "I look at that one and it seems to be quite warm."

"..."

Why else?
Not because it's so ugly!
No matter how warm she is, she doesn't want to wear it.

There are so many types of cotton trousers, why did she have to buy this kind of fat and big cotton trousers, but it was the grandma's big cotton trousers from the 70s?

The school uniforms of the No. [-] Middle School are all made so loose, it is estimated that they can't fit these big cotton trousers.

"If you buy it, then you can wear it yourself." Lin Qingyou said firmly, "I won't wear it anyway."

"I want to buy it for you." Jing Xing said.

He is not afraid of the cold, so what is he doing in cotton trousers?
It seemed that her expression of resistance was too obvious, Jing Xing unconvincingly corrected the name of the cotton trousers: "Actually, I think this color scheme and pattern are quite fashionable."

Lin Qingyou: "???"

Hello, what are you talking about?
She looked at him a little sadly, and the meaning in her eyes was obvious-brother, are you serious?
still fashionable?
Fashion shit, this is definitely the worst time the word "fashion" has been hacked.

If it wasn't for Jing Xing's expression being too serious, she would have doubted whether he did it on purpose.

As a high school student, although I usually wear school uniforms most of the time, I can still wear my own clothes during holidays.

To be honest, Jing Xing's private servers are pretty good-looking.

Of course, the blessing of his appearance and height cannot be ruled out.

But what is the aesthetics of this inexplicable big cotton trousers today? His vision is not so "retro", right?

Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao came out of the supermarket, but the bus hadn't arrived yet, and the electronic screen on the opposite side of the platform was still playing the advertisement of Northeast Cotton Trousers repeatedly.

In order to prove that there is no problem with her aesthetics, Lin Qingyou pointed to the electronic screen and asked them both: "What do you think of these big cotton pants?"

The two of them looked in the direction of her finger, and they were both scorched on the outside and crispy on the inside by Lei.

Ah this...?
Du Mingyu and Xu Changhao looked at each other, then turned their heads at the same time, and told her word by word in an extremely firm tone: "It's not good."

Du Mingyu spoke sincerely: "Sister Yuzu, listen to me, I know you are afraid of the cold, but let's not think about these big cotton trousers, okay? With all due respect, my grandma doesn't even wear this pattern anymore."

"..."

Okay, Lin Qingyou is satisfied.

It seems that there is not a problem with her aesthetics, but simply a problem with Jing Xing.

The group returned to school with four bags full of apples. Before the evening self-study in the first quarter, the dessert shop delivered the big cake they ordered on time.

Old Xu entered the classroom stepping on the bell for evening self-study.

Instructing the class committee to distribute the apples to each student first, Lao Xu turned off the lights in a very ceremonial sense, sang the song of the third high school in a ceremonial chorus, and finally led everyone to make a wish in a very ceremonial sense.

Jing Xing didn't even make a wish for his birthday, let alone this kind of western festival, he just leaned lazily on the window sill, holding an apple in his hand and casually tossing it up and down.

Du Mingyu, on the other hand, was very concerned about the making of a wish. He closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth: "Oh~ my dear God, the wish I made last year was to get out of the singles. You seem to have misheard, it's not hair loss."

(End of this chapter)