I just want to be soft on her

Chapter 11 The Same Love for Coke

After the two left, Ma Qingqing pulled Song Cheng to sit on the sofa, "Chengzi, I just found out some news."

"What news?" Song Cheng was at a loss.

Ma Qingqing smiled mysteriously, "Jiang Mo is their captain, and, like you, he likes to drink Coke!"

"Oh." Song Cheng's expression was very calm. She had known for a long time that he liked to drink Coke, so it was fine.

Ma Qingqing pouted, pulled Song Cheng's arm and shook it, "Forget it, you have to work tomorrow, so I won't bother you."

She got up and went back to the bedroom.

Song Cheng looked at her back and murmured, "Jiang Mo likes to drink Coke..."

The first time she saw Jiang Mo drinking coke was on the playground after school. At that time, she had evening self-study in the third year of high school.

Song Cheng was holding a lunch box and sitting in an unoccupied stand. The afterglow of the setting sun filled the playground and scattered on her body.

She likes this time very much. In the deserted playground, the sound of birds can be heard quietly, and she is the only one.

"Huh..." Song Cheng opened the lunch box, and inside was the bento she made some time last night. Her parents were not at home, so she had to make some by herself.

The dishes inside are all my favorites, and there is a big chicken drumstick. The drink that goes with it is... Coke!The magic drink that calms Song Cheng down.

The period from school to evening self-study was relatively long, and Song Cheng could still memorize English words after eating.

On the playground, she walked slowly around the track, reciting words while walking, so as to digest food and exercise.

Halfway through, a boy in a white shirt suddenly appeared in the playground. He sat on the horizontal bar and looked at Song Cheng who was reciting vocabulary words on the track.

When Song Cheng passed the horizontal bar, he jumped off the top and jumped in front of her, scaring her.

He raised his head, the broken hair on his forehead was slightly blown by the wind, exposing his entire face, it was a face that was so easy to see.

In particular, Song Cheng accidentally drowned in those clear eyes.

"Student... classmate, you..." Song Cheng took two steps back, clutched the English vocabulary book to his heart, and stammered to ask him.

But before the words came out, the man apologized to her, "Sorry, I scared you." He walked past her, picked up a bottle of Coke on the lawn, unscrewed it and took a sip.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly turned around and said to Song Cheng who was still standing there, "Student, you just made a mistake in the universe you recited."

Song Cheng looked at his back, and disappeared into the playground, leaving only her heartbeating in place.

She knew the boy's name, Jiang Mo, who was very famous in the whole grade, and she was his fan girl at the same table on weekends.

Looking back now, Song Cheng only felt that how could he have memorized the word universe wrong? !

It's outrageous!

"Wash up and sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow!"

Another day has passed, and the Chinese New Year is still more than a month away.

The next morning, Song Cheng cooked five lunches in one morning according to the dietitian's recipe.

This time, she used a large insulated lunch box to pack five servings of meals in one go, and set off for the base at 12:30 on the time given by Song Qinghui.

She was still wearing the black sweater, but this time, her hair was down. It was snowing today and it was a bit cold.

The road was slippery in the snow, so she walked a little slowly.

When we arrived at the base, Jin Qi happened to be on the first floor, pointing to the doorway of the first room on the left on the third floor: "Just go in."

"Okay." Song Cheng took the elevator up to the third floor. When she reached the door, she politely knocked on the door a few times, but no one responded.

She knocked a few more times and waited for a full minute, but still no one responded, "Why don't you just open the door and go in?"

After thinking for a while, Song Cheng pushed the door open and went in.

The training room was quiet, everyone was lying on the table, sleeping soundly.

She gently placed the lunch box on the table in the first row, and when she was about to leave, a person raised her head.

Jiang Mo lay on the table, raised his head in a daze, eyes half-opened, looking at Song Cheng who was about to leave.

"Ah... I'm here to deliver food." Song Cheng explained in a low voice.

Jiang Mo blinked, stared at her face, and asked her, "Are you the new chef?" He just woke up, his voice was low and hoarse, with some magnetism.

Song Cheng looked at his face and returned to the time when she and him met for the first time in a daze. After she nodded unconsciously, she averted her eyes again.

"I'll be leaving first." She turned around and left the training room. She looked calm on the surface, but she was extremely flustered.

In the elevator, she put her hand on her heart, "Boom...boom...boom!" She jumped faster and faster.

What's going on, she lost her mind just now!

"Song Cheng, be careful!" Jin Qi took Song Cheng's arm and avoided a pillar in the hall, "What were you thinking? You almost ran into it just now!"

She came back to her senses and said sorry to Jin Qi, "Boss, I didn't do it on purpose, just now..."

Jin Qi looked at Song Cheng's glowing red face, and put his hands on her cheeks, "It's so hot, don't you have a fever?!"

"Don't call me boss, you're younger than me, just call me Sister Qi, it's a lot of fun to call me boss." She touched Song Cheng's forehead again, "It's not hot."

Song Cheng waved her hand and said, "Qi... Sister Qi, I don't have a fever, maybe it's because the training room is too hot."

When she entered the room just now, a heat wave hit her face. The temperature in the training room was indeed different from the temperature in the hall.

Well, she wasn't hot because of Jiang Mo's face, but because the temperature in the training room was too high.

"So that's it. I was scared to death. I thought you had a fever." Jin Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and told Song Cheng, "Next time you walk, don't be in a daze."

"Well, not next time!" Song Cheng nodded.

After leaving the base, Song Cheng was "reflecting" on herself all the way.

"Song Cheng, Song Cheng, how could you be attracted by beauty! Don't forget the oath you just made, you must do a good job!"

"Now you have to abandon love, abandon your face control thinking, and abandon other redundant emotions. Your world is only work!"

After "reflecting" several times, Song Cheng's face cooled down, and she returned to that, calm and rational self.

"Beep~"

WeChat from Jiangmo.

Song Cheng opened it and took a look.

[Jiang Mo] The rice is delicious, thank you for your hard work.

"Ding!"

The psychological defense she had just established was breached just like that.

"He praised the delicious food..." Song Cheng unconsciously bit her lower lip, a hint of sweetness came from the bottom of her heart.

The next second, she shook her head, and two voices came out of her head: "Song Cheng, I didn't expect you to betray so soon!"

"No! People praised me for cooking delicious food! Why can't I be happy?!" Another voice retorted.

"Oh, you are a traitor!"

"no!"

……

Song Cheng covered her head and shouted, "Ahhhhhh!"

After shouting, she looked around and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no one is there, otherwise people would think I'm crazy..."

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(End of this chapter)