The Moon In My Arms

  Chapter 31 How can a boyfriend compare to a god

   Qi Yue, Jiang Lang and Ling Feng also added WeChat to each other. After a while, these two probably saw the conversation between her and Gu Huai in the comments, so they quickly ran over to leave a message.

  Jiang Lang: [Student Tudou, your confession early in the morning is too dedicated! Gu Huai, be yourself! Please stop spreading your charms endlessly and harm ignorant girls! ]

  Lingfeng: [That is, be a person! Stop pouring the ecstasy soup! ]

  Qiyue: [You are not allowed to talk about the Great God! God does not need to be human! Ecstasy soup I love to drink! ]

  Jianglang: […]

  Ling Feng: […]

  Song Qiuqiu: […]

  In the dormitory, Song Qiuqiu, who knew all the truth, shook her head while holding her phone.

  Others are all in love, and they are dizzy. She's better. She can't see the beauty of the three thousand colorless harems like Gu Huai, and the eyes are full of three thousand potatoes...

  …

   In the afternoon, after returning from the experimental field, Qi Yue took a shower and changed her clothes.

When I was in school, because I often went to the experimental field and raised animals, Qi Yue's dress remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, that is, a straw hat, a pair of black rubber shoes or waterproof sneakers, and a sportswear overalls and a sunscreen jacket, or Just put on a uniform lab coat.

   After taking a bath today, Qi Yue deliberately found a daily wear. Although it was very simple, it was very refreshing. The top was a red color that Qi Yue rarely tried on.

   I bought the clothes when I was shopping with Song Qiuqiu a few months ago. I haven't picked up the tag since I bought it, and I haven't worn it once.

   "The iron tree is blooming, you, bathing and changing new clothes, do you have to burn incense later?" As soon as Song Qiuqiu came back, he saw Qi Yue busy there.

  Qi Yue said while changing clothes, "Of course you have to pay attention to your image when you meet important people. This is basic courtesy."

  Song Qiuqiu's mouth twitched slightly: "You are so polite... Usually you have to be so leisurely, and you probably have several boyfriends..."

   "Don't talk nonsense! How can a boyfriend compare to a god!" Qi Yue said immediately.

  Song Qiuqiu: "..."

  Song Qiuqiu has learned to automatically switch this sentence to: "How can a boyfriend compare to a potato".

   After Qiyue was all replaced, Song Qiuqiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

  It is obviously a very everyday match, the only embellishment is the shawl tied from the shoulders to the chest, but it is only a little bit of trimming, but it is eye-catching, like a dusty pearl that has been dusted off.

  Song Qiuqiu looked at her body while talking, "Well, your dress...although it's not a skirt...but it's great! We bought it together last time, right? Youthful vitality...and festive..."

   "Yeah!" Qi Yue felt the same way, and was very satisfied with today's dress, "If you're in a good mood, you have to wear red!"

  Song Qiuqiu could see that she was in a really good mood, "It's been a long time since I saw you wearing everyday clothes, so thank you Gu Huai, otherwise you won't know when you'll see the sun again when your clothes are stuck at the bottom of the box!"

   In fact, Qi Yue was popular for a while when she first entered the academy.

   However, before she could usurp the throne, from the time she immersed herself in her career, she ran wildly like a pig who escaped from the slaughter in their experimental garden.

   Later, only a few boys from the profession tried to chase after her, but of course, failed.

   At first, Song Qiuqiu thought about whether the few who were chasing her didn't like her, but after meeting Gu Huai, she was sure of one thing, she really loves potatoes...

   (end of this chapter)