Turn the sun into old age

During the last half week of class time last semester, Hua Gua haunted Qing Chen almost all the time, as if she would miss him if she couldn't see him for a moment.

Not only was Qing Chen not impatient with his clingy behavior, but he was very relieved to think that this kid had finally opened his mind and learned to cling to Lao Gong.

After the final exam was over, Hua Jia didn't listen to Hua Yi's words and went home on time, but instead pulled Qing Chen to climb over the wall of the parking shed.

"Hey, did I spoil you?" Qing Chenyi caught the katydid that jumped down from the high wall, and kissed him on the lips with a smile.

Huajiao didn't let go, and directly wrapped her two slender legs around his waist, wrapped her hands around his neck, and then leaned over to rub his lips affectionately when he left.

Although he has been acting like this from time to time recently, he is as dependent as a puppy, but Qing Chen is still not used to it.

Just when he was about to speak, he heard the child say in a low voice, vaguely: "No, I'm already very bad."

Having said this, Qing Chen was suffocated again, and he hugged the provocative and unknowing child fiercely for a while.

It was already more than ten minutes before the two of them walked out of the alley and walked out of the street.

The two of them didn't carry their schoolbags after the exam, and they walked on the street holding hands, with a suspicious little cut on Huajiao's lips.

I originally planned to eat hot pot, but when I arrived at the door, Qing Chen noticed that he had been licking//licking the small scar, and said a little embarrassedly: "Why don't you eat this, it's all because I tried too hard, wait for the lips to recover. Eat it, or it will hurt in a while."

Hua Gua usually listens to him, but at this moment when he was leading her to leave, she suddenly stopped and shook her head: "Don't you want to eat hot pot? Just eat this, okay?"

"This is too spicy, and the clear soup is not good." Qing Chen explained to him in a low voice.

At this time, the waiter at the door who was attracting customers heard the conversation between the two, ran over with a smile and said, "You can eat tomato pot, it's also delicious."

After hearing this, Qing Chen frowned and leaned over to look at the geranium: "Don't you not like tomatoes? Shall we eat something else?"

Unexpectedly, Hua Jia led him to the hot pot restaurant and said, "You remember wrongly, I like to eat tomatoes."

"Ah?" Qing Chen was pulled in by him for no reason, and was still thinking in his heart when he sat down.

It is clear that when I ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes at school, it took me a long time to pick tomatoes, and I was willing to eat them only after all the eggs were left. Why do I love them again at this time?

But he didn't have much time to think, Hua Jia didn't want to sit face to face with him, but fortunately he was slender, and sitting with him was completely stress-free.

The mandarin duck pot and the dishes were presented quickly, and Qing Chen thought it had been a long time since she missed this mouthful. It happened that the weather was cold, and her body was warm when eating hot pot.

At first, he was afraid that he would not be used to eating the genus, but after paying attention for a while, he found that he had never stopped his chopsticks, so he didn't worry any more.

After eating, Huajiao's lips were swollen again, but he was always aware of Qing Chenyi's gaze, so he also controlled not to lick//lick.

When he got out of the hot pot restaurant, he followed Qing Chen and bit his burning lower lip lightly, feeling the pain from the broken hole.

"Let's go home now." Qing Chen realized that the temperature outside had dropped a lot as soon as he went out, so he quickly pulled out his phone and wanted to call for a car.

Hua Jia raised her hand to stop him: "Can you..."

He said the last half of the sentence so quietly that Qing Chen couldn't hear it at all.

He walked to the side of the road with Hua Gua, leaned over and asked him, "What did you say, I couldn't hear you because it was too noisy just now."

Hua Gentile had already exhausted her courage for her words just now, and her ears couldn't help but turn red at this time, but on the side of the road where cars were passing by, it was not conspicuous under the shining neon signboards, so Qing Chenyi didn't see anything.

"I said, I'm too full, can we go for a walk before going back."

It was only at this time that Qing Chen realized that he was also a little bit full, so he naturally took his hand and said with a smile: "Then let's go."

The two walked slowly along the avenue decorated with lights and festoons, and it was very lively along the way.

I don't know how long it has passed, Qing Chenyi suddenly heard the person beside him say: "Why can't you go out with me tomorrow?"

He looked back in astonishment, only to remember that he had an appointment for the alpha gland surgery tomorrow, so in the afternoon, he told Hua Gentian that he would not be able to play with him for the next few days.

Unexpectedly, he would ask this now, Qing Chen chuckled lightly: "I have something to do, I will come to you as soon as I finish my work."

Hua Gentile looked up at him slightly, and already had an idea in her heart.

Walking to the traffic light, the two stood still, he looked at Qing Chen and said softly: "If I go to transplant the glands, will you like me more?"

"What?" Qing Chen frowned, as if he was trying hard to think about the meaning of this sentence, and it took him five seconds to respond.

Qing Chen, who already had the shadow of an adult man in front of him, suddenly grabbed Hua Jia's shoulder from behind, with a little force.

"You are you, you don't need to do too many things, these things are too dangerous, don't even think about it!"

Seeing that he reacted so strongly, Hua Jia smiled lightly and said, "Of course I won't, then you are not allowed to do such a thing."

After the words fell, Qing Chen wanted to say something, but Hua Jia leaned against the railing next to her, then raised her clear eyes, and said coquettishly: "I'm tired from walking, can you buy me a cup of milk tea on the opposite side?" good?"

Facing the tone and eyes of his lover, Qing Chen couldn't hold back at all, and had already thrown the topic of the conversation just now into the clouds.

"Okay, wait." He stretched out his slender fingers to hook the cute nose of the hook flower, then watched the green light and crossed the road to queue up at the milk tea shop opposite.

Huayu stood on the street late at night in the cold winter, with his hands in his pockets, looking at the tall and tall figure standing out from the crowd, his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.

Not long after, the phone rang suddenly.

He casually picked up the phone and glanced at it, then connected.

"Hey?"

The person over there was silent for two seconds, and then a displeased voice sounded in a low voice: "艽艽, you are disobedient today."

Hua Jia was expressionless, and even had a mocking smile on his face: "What are you worried about? I will go abroad with you tomorrow."

"That won't stop you from running with that young man." Hua Yi's voice was cold, and the background sound was dead silent, as if in a closed space. _Jiao caramel hall_

Hua Yi chuckled lightly, before she could speak, she heard Hua Yi say slowly, "Your little boyfriend is wearing a black coat, which looks very cool."

Hua Gentian's expression changed, and she quickly looked around, the calm and indifference just now had disappeared.

"Kangga, many things are not what you want." Hua Yi said calmly, and finally there was a sound similar to starting a car in the background, "If I want his life, he won't be able to live."

After the words fell, Huajiao's pupils shrank, turned around and walked towards the traffic lights.

At that moment, when the sidewalk turned green, Qing Chen came from the opposite side with milk tea, and at this moment, an all-black BMW ran a red light and flew past him.

Looking at it from the angle of Huajiao, it looks like it has bumped into it.

"No—" Hua Jia held the phone tightly and grasped the railing.

In less than half a second, the car had already left at high speed, and Qing Chen was fine standing there, but the milk tea in his hand fell on the ground, and the sticky beige liquid flowed all over the floor.

The traffic policeman next to him was obviously taken aback when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that someone would dare to drive like this in the urban area, so he rushed up to negotiate, and soon started talking with the walkie-talkie.

Seeing the figure standing there safe and sound, Hua Jia suddenly relaxed the breath he had held just now, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that cold sweat had dripped down his forehead.

"Kang Jia, if you disobey me again, it's not milk tea that gets knocked away, but Qing Chen." Hua Yi's voice was cold, and his tone was full of threats.

Hua Gentian stared blankly at the figure, her hands were cold and stiff, and she was panting heavily.

His body was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "The last day, you let me stay with him for the last day, and I will go with you early tomorrow morning, please, please..."

After talking about it, his voice had already changed its tone, while Hua Yi over there was silent for a while, and finally sighed, as if he had compromised.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at Chengxi Airport."

At the same time as the cold voice fell, the phone was hung up.