The real daughter is studying again

Chapter 32 032 Going to Eat Hot Pot
Later, Shen Jingtang and Lin Zhen didn't chase him out, as if he had listened to Shen Qingtang's words.

"Shen Qingtang, the matter between you and your parents..."

The teacher in charge thought about it for a while, and asked in a roundabout way.

Their previous relationship seemed a little tricky.

"Teacher, your primary concern should be my study."

Shen Qingtang smiled slightly, her voice was unhurried.

The head teacher was silent for a while, then nodded, "...OK."

"Give you."

Song Wenjing walked towards Shen Qingtang, took out a large handful of candy from his pocket, and stuffed it into Shen Qingtang's palm.

Shen Qingtang: "Huh?"

"Eating some sweets when you are unhappy will make you feel much better."

"Sweets can heal your mood, and you will feel much better if you don't feel sad."

Song Wenjing stared into Shen Qingtang's eyes, his eyes were filled with emotions that Shen Qingtang could not understand.

His tone was low, soft, wrapped in a kind of pampering.

"Thank you, eating too much sugar will cause tooth decay."

Shen Qingtang thanked her, then returned the colorful candies in her palm, she shook her head at Song Wenjing.

She is not interested in sugar, the only thing she is interested in is Tangsu.

And she doesn't have much interest in sweets.

It seems that she doesn't have all those little hobbies that girls have.

"I can't buy Tangsu, so you can make do with it."

Song Wenjing bent down, and he stuffed the candy in his palm into Shen Qingtang's school uniform pocket, and he chuckled lightly.

His voice is provocative, with a hint of a smile hidden.

"Song Wenjing, do you think I should spend more time getting to know you?"

Shen Qingtang put her hand into her pocket, and the candy paper made a clear tone following her movements. She raised her head slightly and said something funny.

Obviously, Song Wenjing knew her well.

And her impression of Song Wenjing remained as written in the book.

"I'd like to, but you shouldn't."

Song Wenjing suddenly laughed.

Shen Qingtang was just talking, she was very busy, how could she be willing to give him a little time?

Not before, not now, and probably not in the future.

Shen Qingtang: "It's good that you know."

The two walked along the school gate and walked outside the school. The street was full of students shopping.

There is no class on Sunday afternoon. The high school students who have been in class for a week all come out to relax, and those who don't come out to play also stay in the dormitory to sleep.

"Stay away from me, keep your distance."

The two walked side by side, and they were very close. Shen Qingtang could feel the sound of clothes rubbing against the fabric, as well as the faint cologne scent on Song Wenjing's body.

Shen Qingtang moved to the left involuntarily, and then reminded Song Wenjing.

"What? Tangtang is shy?"

Song Wenjing chuckled, and then took a small step towards Shen Qingtang's direction, pulling into the distance between the two of them.

"Shy with a hammer."

"I just don't think we should be that familiar."

Shen Qingtang moved a little further to the side, and distanced herself from Song Wenjing again.

It really seemed that unconsciously, the relationship between her and Song Wenjing was constantly tightening.

From the two parallel lines, to now the only thing that can calm down is to talk and go to eat hot pot together, the change seems to be a bit fast.

"Tangtang, but I want to get to know you."

Song Wenjing's face immediately fell, and he looked at Shen Qingtang aggrieved.

"I don't want to gossip with you, don't get so close to me."

Song Wenjing still wanted to move this way, but Shen Qingtang quickly moved a little away, and she stretched out a hand to stop Song Wenjing's behavior.

She didn't care about these things, but every time she got close to Song Wenjing, her heart would beat slightly.

That kind of frequency is a bit uncommon sense, a bit strange.

In order to avoid that feeling, she could only take the initiative to distance herself from Song Wenjing.

"But Tangtang is not the kind of person who cares about gossip~"

Song Wenjing laughed suddenly, and the end of his speech continued to elongate, with a lingering feeling.

"Song Wenjing, speak well!!!"

Shen Qingtang suddenly widened her eyes in horror, with shock on her face.

Md, it's really scary for Song Wenjing to speak like this.

Song Wenjing looked serious, "Okay."

"Can't you be the same as in the rumors?"

Shen Qingtang took a deep breath and glanced at Song Wenjing.

"But they are them, and you are you."

Song Wenjing suddenly became serious, and he spoke solemnly.

He can be indifferent to people all over the world, but he can't be indifferent to Shen Qingtang.

That's the person on the tip of his heart.

Shen Qingtang rubbed her arms, "How can you say love words so easily?"

Md, she doesn't like this kind of nasty talk the most, and she doesn't like that kind of greasy love talk, her heart can't stand it.

Her character does not allow her to accept this thing readily.

"Because the object is you, Tangtang."

Song Wenjing stretched out his long arm, and brought Shen Qingtang over. His arm was on Shen Qingtang's shoulder, and the two of them were very close.

As soon as Shen Qingtang raised her head, she could meet Song Wenjing's smiling eyes.

"Hands off."

Shen Qingtang glared at Song Wenjing, then reached out and pinched his arm, pulling hard.

"Hiss, it hurts."

Song Wenjing felt the pain and let go of Shen Qingtang. Shen Qingtang quickly moved away from Song Wenjing and found a safe distance.

"Tangtang, you are so cruel."

Song Wenjing sighed softly, in a slow voice.

Shen Qingtang is a rose with thorns, when will he be able to capture the heart of this rose.

In the past, it was impossible to approach, but now it is approached and kept being rejected.

Damn, in life, there are always things that go wrong.

"If you try again in the future, I will lose my face."

Shen Qingtang walked forward, she said in a cold voice, her tone was not friendly at all.

Song Wenjing, "Then I will restrain myself."

The hot pot restaurant arrived soon, maybe because of the weekend, the hot pot restaurant was full, and after a short wait, a seat was available.

"You order."

Shen Qingtang gave Song Wenjing the menu.

"You order first."

Song Wenjing shied away.

Shen Qingtang emphasized, "It's my treat."

She must spend the rest of her time carefully, so she doesn't want to waste the hot pot.

If Song Wenjing ordered too much, she would not order, if not, she would add a little more.

"Row."

Song Wenjing ordered a lot of dishes, and a full list seemed to be filled.

"...do you feed the pigs?"

The corner of Shen Qingtang's mouth twitched slightly, and the hand holding the list trembled.

Song Wenjing wanted her to go bankrupt. Whose good family basically ordered all the dishes on the menu when two of them had a hot pot meal?

"No, I can't finish the package."

Song Wenjing stretched her waist, her voice was very light, mixed with a little smile.

Shen Qingtang: "???"

Which good family eats hot pot and packs it?
(End of this chapter)