The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 123: Let’s Grow Up (1)
The air froze in an instant, and there was silence in the narrow space.

Qiao Wan was nervous and lowered his head to hide, but he heard him say from the top: "Wanwan, is this a return gift?"

There was a "thump" in his heart, and Qiao Wan raised his eyes in a little surprise, and his eyes fell on his resolute chin, high nose bridge, and those deep and bright eyes.

"What... in return?"

It took a long time before she opened her eyes, covered her lips and suddenly understood what he meant, but then stared at him in shock.

Fu Tianlang's facial features have always been serious, and he seldom smiles. Even when he smiles, his lips are hooked and his face doesn't move. So Qiao Wan was shocked when he heard this. She couldn't imagine that it came out of his mouth...

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, she was holding the small box and didn't know how to reply, when she was trying to find an excuse to go out, he suddenly turned over.

Thick chest, warm embrace.

At this moment, she was holding the small box and he was holding her. She didn't struggle, nor did she think about struggling. She just felt that the breath was reassuring and made people want to indulge.

He silently buried his face into her neck, Qiao Wan saw his slightly arched back through the glass window beside her, she thought it must be uncomfortable to hold him like this, after all, she was small and he was tall, The difference in height made the hug posture of the two of them a bit strange.

Familiar breath penetrated into the nose and nostrils, and a strange feeling slowly fermented in the bottom of my heart.

Qiao Guan's heart was beating like a beating drum, and her head seemed to be blocked suddenly. Suddenly, she pulled out a hand and stroked his hair with some hesitation. As the soft hair ran across her palm, she seemed to hear him gradually speeding up. heartbeat.

The flickering light reflected the profiles of the two of them, and after an unknown amount of time passed, a hoarse sigh came from her ear: "Grow up quickly."

Because of this, he can get closer and feel her temperature and her existence more deeply.

Waking up the next morning, Qiao Wan stared at himself in the mirror, his face was still red.

Seeing him again at breakfast, she pretended nothing happened, her eyes wandered, and after eating quickly, she picked up her schoolbag and ran away.

At the same dinner table, Fu Tianlang held the bowl and chopsticks equally calmly.

It's just that when school was about to leave in the morning, Qiao Wan received a text message unexpectedly.

What to eat.

Qiao Wan glanced at the food box that was about to be delivered to him for a while, and it took a long while before he realized it.

He was asking her about her after-dinner snacks.

She lowered her head and thought about it. During this period of time, she was used to delivering meals to him every day, and then he prepared some snacks for her after meals, sometimes a small piece of chocolate, jelly, or grilled octopus...

She pinched the phone and replied word by word.

Grilled octopus.

The reply on the other end was also fast, with a concise word.

it is good.

After that, the two often exchanged text messages, the content of which is roughly as follows.

Fu Tianlang: What to eat.

Qiao Wan: Grilled octopus...

Fu Tianlang: Change one.

Qiao Wan: ...

the next day.

Fu Tianlang: It's cold, so put on some clothes.

Qiao Wan: Oh.

in the afternoon.

Fu Tianlang: It's raining, I'll eat in the canteen, you don't have to come over.

Qiao Wan: I have an umbrella.

Fu Tianlang was silent for a moment: I'll pick you up.

Qiao Wan: By the way, bring two skewers of grilled octopus.

Fu Tianlang frowned, and replied after a long time: You can't eat too much.

Qiao Wan: I want to eat.

Fu Tianlang: Good.

Qiao Wan pinched the pen holder, looked at the slightly bright screen, secretly having fun there alone, although the content of the text messages between the two of them every day was the same few sentences, Qiao Wan felt extra heartwarming.

And she secretly sent text messages from time to time, which also fell into the eyes of other students.

Mobile phones are not yet popular these days, and ordinary students, let alone middle school students, are even less likely to carry this kind of communication tool. However, Qiao Wan went to a private school in the city, and those who can afford the tuition fees, even if they are either rich or expensive, There should also be some family background, so here almost no matter whether it is junior high school or high school, everyone has a mobile phone.

But Qiao Wan is different. She is a country girl from other places. Although she usually wears school uniforms like them, her schoolbags and shoes are not high-end goods, so she has no reason to be able to afford a mobile phone.

When the class bell rang, Qiao Wan immediately put it in her schoolbag, and met Shen Cui's gaze when she turned her head.

Thinking of Shen Cui and Wang Jia, the two little girls, she pursed her lips and looked away.

Thanks to the two of them, she has now developed the habit of checking for nails when changing shoes, and checking for blackboard erasers on the door when entering the classroom.

Although she would be tricked occasionally, Qiao Wan would put a change of clothes in the locker since she was thrown a water bomb last time. Over time, because she didn't respond to her, she didn't fight back. After a long time, no one from the support club Trouble her again.

But now there is an extra mobile phone, Shen Cui frowned, and complained to the eldest lady in the afternoon.

Missy is just a title. In fact, her real name is Zhao Qingqing. She and Shao Zeyang belong to childhood sweethearts. If you cross the line, you will be kicked out of the campus, or you can refer to the fate of the school belle a year ago.

In order to please her, Shen Cui naturally became a surveillance camera, and if Qiao Guan made any mistakes, it would be reported to Zhao Qingqing's ears.

It just so happened that Shao Zeyang kept holding on to his phone these few days, as if he was sending text messages to someone, so Zhao Qingqing had to associate the two of them together.

The afternoon sun falls into the room scatteredly. Here is an independent office with the signboard of XX Club hanging on the door. In the office, there are leather sofas, tea sets, refrigerators, and TVs. On the left wall There is also a huge fish tank inlaid on it, which is not even as luxurious as the principal's office.

At this time, there was a girl with long hair and a shawl standing in front of the fish tank. From the side view, her facial features were not outstanding. If she was thrown in the crowd, she could barely get a beautiful word, but she was in good shape, about 1.7 meters tall. Coupled with the proud bust, she can be regarded as a stunner from a distance.

(End of this chapter)