Band Girl Drink Mixing Action

Sip, sip, sip... Qingchuan Xiang sucked the water from the bottle almost drop by drop. Every time before drinking the water into his mouth, he would let the water pass between his lips to moisten his lips, and then he would stick out his tongue to lick his lips as if he had drunk it into his mouth.

I really want to drink a lot of water. Qingchuan Xiang resisted the urge to unscrew the bottle cap and pour it directly into his mouth. If I finish it now, it will be very troublesome later...

Although a few classmates gave me drinks during the break, how should I put it? Drinks usually make you thirstier the more you drink. Although it seems to replenish water, in your heart it feels more like water after a while.

This is very serious for Qingchuan Xiang. After all, to give an opposite example, Qingchuan Xiang's overhydration is not just about drinking too much water. Even just being in a place like an aquarium that seems to have a lot of water will make him feel full, and his need for drinking water will be reduced a lot.

Qingchuan Xiang was looking depressed when he suddenly felt something poking him from behind.

Qingchuan Xiang looked back slowly and saw that although Xiangzi's eyes were still looking at the teacher lecturing at the podium, as if he was listening attentively, his hand against the wall was quietly handing him a bottle of mineral water under the cover of the desk.

Seeing that Qingchuan Xiang had noticed it, Xiangzi's face remained expressionless, and she didn't even move her eyes, but there was no doubt that her peripheral vision was always paying attention to Qingchuan Xiang.

Xiangzi's lips moved slightly, the sound as thin as a mosquito's buzz was barely heard by Qingchuan Xiang: "Take it away, I can't bear to watch it anymore."

Qingchuan Xiang took the bottle of water with gratitude. If she wasn't in class, she might have hugged Xiangzi happily. For Qingchuan Xiang, this was life-saving water.

After Qingchuan Xiang turned around again, Xiangzi, who had been forcing himself to look at the podium, finally relaxed. He had originally only looked at Xiang with his peripheral vision, but now he was looking directly at Qingchuan Xiang's back.

Since there is now an unexpected bottle of water, Qingchuan Xiang naturally plans to drink it first, and then continue to sip from his own bottle if he feels thirsty again.

Even the movement of twisting the bottle cap in front of me was accompanied by obvious eager joy, like a child who got a favorite toy. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the faint sound of Qingchuan Xiang humming a little tune.

Really... Xiangzi laughed in silence, looking at Qingchuan Xiang's series of behaviors that could even be said to be a bit childish, he actually felt that they were somewhat cute.

As soon as he laughed, Xiangzi immediately came to his senses and forced himself to stop laughing. After confirming that the teacher did not notice his expression, he felt relieved.

Ahem, we’re still in class, so pay attention, Xiangzi.

Xiangzi preached to himself in his heart, and was glad that no one had noticed him just now, and then he officially started to listen to the class carefully.

Did no one really notice...?

In a corner where no one noticed, at the right moment when the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard or when everyone's vision was blocked, a few small pieces of paper were passed back and forth quickly between individual students.

If you were able to intercept it and open it to read the content, you would see the following conversation, written by different people in different handwritings, all expressing the deep, universal, and ingrained human emotion: gossip.

"Look, I told you that Xiaoxiang and Xiangzi have a special relationship!"

"I gave Kiyokawa a drink too. If Kiyokawa was so thirsty, why didn't she drink it? Sad—"

"This is irrefutable proof that there's something special going on between them! How can an outsider just interfere?"

"Although Xiang is usually very friendly to everyone, it seems that most of her time is occupied by Xiangzi. Now, there is a difference in treatment due to such small details... Could they be serious?"

"It's true, it's true! It couldn't be more true, it can't be false!"

"The guy above, please control your emotions. Your handwriting is a mess and it hurts my eyes!"

"Hehe, that's just the ugly behavior of CP fans. Can't they focus more on the deeper inner qualities of the characters themselves? For example, Ms. Kiyokawa's sweaty body... Hehehe, I can't even imagine how fragrant it is."

“You call this inner???”

"Hehe, it's just the ugly behavior of a fan."

"But Qingchuan-san sweats really easily. Physical education class will officially start outdoor activities next week. Will she really be okay then?"

"I'll prepare at least ten bottles of water for Xiaoxiang!"

"Hehe, I said this couple is real, and it's not just because Xiaoxiang treats Xiangzi differently. Can't you see it? The way Xiangzi looks at Xiaoxiang, when Xiangzi turned around, she pretended not to care, but when Xiaoxiang turned back, she immediately looked back at Xiaoxiang. This, this, this... is too spicy——!"

"It's you again! Not only is your handwriting terrible, but you also wrote such a long message!"

"Since everyone has a cell phone, why do we still have to pass around little pieces of paper?"

“I’m a traditionalist.”

"Nonono, of course we have to use small pieces of paper to talk about this kind of thing. That's what youth is all about!"

A few students were chatting more and more excitedly, completely forgetting that they were in class. One of them, when passing the paper ball to the next person, threw it crookedly and it landed directly on the desk of a classmate who had not joined the discussion at all.

Oh no! That's the class monitor! The model student recognized by the classmates, oh no, this is going to be reported directly to the teacher!

I watched the monitor open the paper ball and see the contents inside. The glasses he was wearing reflected flickering light, making it impossible to see his eyes, but I could tell that he hated evil so much that he would be reported in the next second!

Unexpectedly, the monitor first sat quietly for a moment, as if he was carefully looking at the contents of the paper ball, and then he actually started writing, then crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it back.

?

The student who had thrown the paper in the wrong place tremblingly opened the paper ball and looked at what the class monitor had written.

"Listen carefully in class and stop spreading rumors."

Huh - squad leader, you are enlightened, kind, and long live!

Then it was followed by a sentence:

"Qingchuan Xiang came very early today. During their conversation with Xiangzi, I vaguely heard the word 'hug'. Xiangzi then acted very... shy."

Class monitor, you with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are you also a CP shipper?

Chapter 79: Man is Iron, Rice is Steel

Although Qingchuan Xiang was able to drink happily at first thanks to the extra bottle of water given by Xiangzi, he slowly became listless again after a while.

Fortunately, Xiangzi had helped Qingchuanxiang fill up the extra-large water bottle with water beforehand, drinking it in small amounts multiple times to keep it constantly full. Even though Qingchuanxiang was sweating profusely, his mentality was always good.

Finally, the morning classes ended and everyone packed up their things and prepared to eat or take out their lunch boxes.

Xiangzi looked at Qingchuan Xiang who didn't react at all after the bell rang. Normally, Qingchuan Xiang was not the kind of person who would stay in the classroom to study during breaks, so he immediately wanted to drag Xiangzi to the cafeteria to eat.

Or occasionally she would cook soup in the morning and bring it to school. In this case, she would be like an old woman, with a kind face, one hand behind her back, and the other hand holding a thermos cup of hot soup. She would drink slowly while patiently waiting for Xiangzi to organize her notes from the previous class.

"Xiang, let's go have lunch." Xiangzi stood up, walked to Qingchuan Xiang, and patted her shoulder gently.

"It's too hot and I have no appetite." Qingchuan Xiang lay down - but not on the table. Instead, he pressed his face sideways on the cap of the water bottle standing upright on the table. Xiangzi could even see the marks left on Qingchuan Xiang's face.

"You have to eat something. Your stomach can't be empty all the time." Xiangzi said with experience. Xiangzi, who had developed a regular eating routine, before successfully getting the job given by Qingchuan Xiang, in order to save money, he would only buy a cheap lunch box when he was really hungry.

Then Xiangzi discovered that doing so not only tortured her physically and mentally, but the irregular diet also caused her to occasionally feel stomach pain. She quickly resumed her normal three meals a day, even though the amount of food she ate these three meals a day was actually not much higher than before.

Even if you are poor, there are some things you cannot save on...

Now Xiangzi no longer has to worry about eating. The food in Yuqiu's cafeteria is still very good and cheap, and the bookstore manager Yu recently gave her a salary increase. Now, in addition to her daily expenses, Xiangzi has saved some money.

Seeing that Qingchuan Xiang was still unwilling to move, Xiangzi thought for a moment and tried to persuade him again: "The cafeteria is air-conditioned. Although there will be a lot of people, I think it will be much cooler than the classroom."

"Hmm..." Qingchuan Xiang was obviously moved and slowly stood up. Then Xiangzi saw two obvious water marks on the table where Qingchuan Xiang's arms had been placed. In addition to these two water marks, there were also many water stains on other parts of the table.

Those scattered, unconcentrated water stains were caused by Qingchuan Xiang rubbing all the relatively cool places on the desk in the scorching air, and finally successfully absorbing the coolness from all the corners of the table.

Then there were two clearer water marks: that was because Qingchuan Xiang placed his arms on the table and did not move in order not to consume more energy and release more water, so more water accumulated.

"I think..." Looking at the water on the table, then at Qingchuan Xiang's radiant skin and soaked clothes, "You need to change your clothes first. If you use the air conditioner with so much sweat on your body, you'll catch a cold."

Qingchuan Xiang also looked down at his messy clothes. The clothes, which should have been light and soft, were made heavier by the water, emphasizing their shape, and ultimately causing a lot of trouble for their owner.

When she stood up, the pure white shirt playfully began to fall, its moisture helping it to better resist the pull of gravity. Yet, despite its dissent, it remained steadfastly close to Xiang, clinging tightly to her body. This time, the moisture silently aided its grip, preventing it from clinging to her smooth skin as before.

Fortunately, she had this vest on the outside, so Qingchuan Xiang's upper body was not completely exposed and could not be seen by others.

Qingchuan Xiang rummaged through her schoolbag and took out a dry towel and her shirt.

"Well, the tops are easy to deal with. They're all shirts, and there's not much difference between my own clothes and the school uniform. But the pants are hard to change into. They'd be too conspicuous, and I don't want to be lectured by the Dean of Students when he comes to inspect."

Having said that, Qingchuan Xiang twisted her hips, and her skirt became a little heavier than before, and could not be swung flexibly, but it still tried to spin, flew up a little, and revealed a moment of light red knees.

This action is so representative. Every little girl who has worn a skirt, no matter whether it is a long skirt or a short skirt, has done this little action. Watching the skirt flying up and down is like the wings of a gorgeous butterfly.

But when Qingchuan Xiang made this move, it reminded people of another scene, which was the splash of water when something fell into a pool of water.

The skirt fell quickly and disappeared in a flash like a splash of water, but there were other invisible things that were still affecting everything around it.

That is the unique beauty that Qingchuan Xiang exudes naturally, just like the ripples of water. Compared with splashes, it is smaller and harder to detect, but more natural and peaceful, slowly blending into the surroundings.

This "ripple" also blinded Xiangzi's eyes, making her blush and look away a little.

Qingchuan Xiang was only concerned with checking how wet her skirt was and didn't notice anything unusual about Xiangzi.

"It looks okay. Thankfully, the school uniform is a skirt. At least my entire legs won't be covered in it."

After thinking about it, Qingchuan Xiang finally decided not to change the skirt.

"Then Xiangzi, wait for me for a moment. I'm going to the bathroom to change clothes." Qingchuan Xiang grabbed the towel and shirt in his hands and was about to leave when someone suddenly stopped him. "Xiangzi, can you help me get another bottle of water?"

Xiangzi looked at the empty bottle that was still placed on Qingchuanxiang's desk, and found that it was empty without any surprise. This made Xiangzi estimate again the amount of water Qingchuanxiang consumed every day. It was a bit shocking no matter how he thought about it.

"it is good."

Qingchuan Xiang slipped away to change clothes, and Xiangzi picked up the water bottle and went to help Qingchuan Xiang fill it with water.

After the two of them prepared and cleaned up everything, they came to the bottom of the teaching building.

Qingchuan Xiang changed into dry clothes. She didn't put the vest back into her schoolbag, but she didn't continue wearing it either. Instead, she held it in her hand.

Looking at the scorching sun outside the building, I felt as if I would be burned to ashes by the sun once I left the shadow.

"Hehe, now this is why I have to take the whole thing!"

Qingchuan Xiang put the vest on his head and held up the front half with his hand, which reminded people of the way people without umbrellas use their coats to keep out the rain on rainy days, but here Qingchuan Xiang was doing it to keep out the sun.

Looking at Qingchuan Xiang who was inexplicably complacent, Xiangzi didn't know what to say.

"What's wrong, Xiangzi?" Qingchuan Xiang blinked when he noticed that Xiangzi had been looking at him. "Or do you want to join us?"

Qingchuan Xiang pulled the clothes on top of his head out, but the vest was really small. Even if two people tried to squeeze together, it didn't look like there was enough space for them to stand underneath.

"come on?"

Chapter 80 Let’s skip class!

In the end, Xiangzi naturally rejected Qingchuan Xiang's invitation. After all, in her opinion, if he opened an umbrella when it was raining, Xiangzi might need to pay attention to the possible consequences.

And now, Xiangzi had to cling to someone under the pure sunshine, with a small piece of clothing on his head...

Compared with the former, this is not only unnecessary, but also more noticeable.

In fact, Qingchuan Xiang has attracted a lot of people's attention. Although they are students who are in a hurry to eat or teachers, they only take a curious look at this beautiful girl who stands out in the crowd and then look away.

Even those who kept their gazes on Qingchuan Xiang did not have any malice in their eyes, but simply found it very interesting.

Just now, as he was walking side by side with Qingchuan Xiang on the way to the cafeteria, Xiangzi felt his face was particularly hot. It was not only caused by the sun on his face, but also by the gazes of others.

Xiangzi once again deeply realized how popular Qingchuan Xiang was in the school.

When Xiangzi and Qingchuan Xiang walked to the canteen door, as soon as they entered the canteen, a cool breeze blew towards them, driving away all the heat outside.

"Huh..." Qingchuan Xiang let out a sigh of relief, a rare relief not from drinking something. "Air conditioning is such a great invention."

Looking at the rejuvenated Qingchuan Xiang, Xiangzi asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Ah, that's a real problem."

Life's most difficult questions—what to eat this morning, what to eat for lunch, and what to eat for dinner—are often asked by the family head of the family's food service department, by students heading to the cafeteria together, and by office workers after a busy day looking at a restaurant menu.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to even say that it is the ultimate question in life, right?

Regardless of the location, the subject of the question, or the person being asked, the answer to this question is often surprisingly consistent...

"Whatever." Qingchuan Xiangyou thought hard, but he really couldn't make a choice easily from the various dishes in the cafeteria. In the end, he chose this most mediocre and meaningless answer.

Xiangzi sighed.

"Really?" Xiangzi pressed on, squinting at Qingchuan Xiang. "Don't let me walk over to the order window and suddenly you tell me you don't want to eat this."

"I'm not picky about food." Qingchuan Xiang patted his chest and proudly said that he didn't have the problems that most of his peers had.

This is probably a new good habit that Qingchuan Xiang developed from not being picky about the taste of various drinks.

Qingchuan Xiang followed Xiangzi closely, and guessed what Xiangzi would order to eat later.

Hmm... I feel like in the end Xiangzi simply chose the cheapest window.

And this was indeed the case. Qingchuan Xiang watched without surprise as Xiangzi led him to the window that was recognized as the cheapest in the entire cafeteria.

As for quality? The price is already low, what else can you ask for?

"Xiang, you can go to another window." Xiangzi looked at Qingchuan Xiang, who had been following him without making any comments.

"I'm not picky about food." Qingchuan Xiang still used this excuse, and smiled as he glanced at the dishes Xiangzi ordered. "Or do you know that the dishes here are not very delicious?"

Xiangzi looked at that all-too-familiar smile and sighed again:

"So you're going to persuade me to choose something tastier?"

Qingchuan Xiang shook her head. She ordered the same dish as Xiangzi. The two of them found a corner with fewer people around and sat down facing each other.

"I don't mean to be so nosy. As long as Xiangzi doesn't completely disregard his own health in order to save money, I won't say anything more."