Chapter 419: Chapter 418: Wishing You a Century of Happiness?
Chapter 419: Chapter 418: Wishing You a Century of Happiness?
The girl understood this ti and took a step back very seriously, “Director Qi, this isn’t very appropriate.”
“What’s not appropriate?”
“Legally speaking, if I were to do anything to you while you’re not fully conscious, I’d be going to jail.”
“I won’t sue you.”
Lu Mian looked at his sincere expression, and finally nodded reluctantly.
“Then I…will try next ti.”
Xiao Qimo’s heart blood with joy in an instant; he felt he could compete in drinking with Yun Sang every day!
After discussing serious matters, Xiao Qimo finally noticed the ti, “Your class is starting soon.
I didn’t know you’d co over early to see , so breakfast has been sent to your classroom by Mo Si and the others, rember to eat sothing.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll be staying around here lately, so you can just co find .”
“This place doesn’t seem very convenient,” she said with a chill and a smirk in her tone that Xiao Qimo caught.
“What’s wrong?
You seem not to like coming here?
Did soone here bully you?”
“Ah.” Lu Mian shook her head, “Bullying is not the case.
But anyways, it’s none of your business, you don’t need to worry.”
“That’s good then.”
Although Xiao Qimo said this, he was sowhat uneasy inside.
He had co here precisely to facilitate the cultivation of affection.
He had even thought she would be interested in the CTF competition and had gone to great lengths to arrange all this.
Listening to her tone, it seed she was not very happy.
Xiao Qimo silently took this matter to heart.
As class ti approached, Xiao Qimo escorted Lu Mian downstairs.
Passing by the bar in the lobby, his gaze instantly landed on Yun Sang.
His wariness settled on Yun Sang’s lower body as he squinted for a mont, his brows furrowed slightly before he looked away.
Seeing Ye Jinwen throw a glance at him, Yun Sang naturally handed a genuine Goubuli bun directly to Xiao Qimo’s lips.
Lu Mian took a step back.
Xiao Qimo was puzzled.
“Qimo, try this, it’s really tasty,” Yun Sang was uncharacteristically enthusiastic, even going so far as to drape his arm around Xiao Qimo’s shoulder.
Both n were tall, and standing together, one exuded refined restraint while the other was willfully flamboyant.
In terms of looks and physique, it could be said they were equally matched.
But with his solid and commanding presence, Xiao Qimo outshone Yun Sang.
The germaphobic man pushed the bun away from his lips with a disdainful fingertip, then turned to Lu Mian and said, “Rember to co for lunch after your class.
My mom said she made so dishes and had them brought over.”
At the ntion of Mrs.
Xiao’s cooking, Lu Mian subconsciously pursed her lips, craving it.
The taste of Mrs.
Xiao’s cooking was unforgettable, so delicious that even she had to admit defeat.
Every ti she rembered it, she had to suppress her salivating.
The two n alongside were of course no exception.
Ye Jinwen, excited, tossed aside his bun, “Aunt Xiao’s cooking!
Seventh Brother, can I, can I!”
He decided, he wouldn’t eat breakfast; he’d save space for the midday al!
“Yun Bro, what do you say?”
They had grown up together, often mooching off the Xiao Family’s als as children.
Yun Sang was clearly drooling over the prospect.
His arm once again brazenly wrapped around Xiao Qimo’s shoulders, and looking towards Lu Mian on the opposite side, he said with an exuberant smile, “Qimo, our mom’s cooking is indeed delicious!
She’s told several tis to co over to the house often.
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How about I co ho with you this Lunar New Year!”
Having said that, he even threw a provocatively intimate look at the refined man.
Ye Jinwen almost got goosebumps; he never knew Yun Bro had such a tacky side.
Xiao Qimo’s expression darkened, his gaze turning to Yun Sang with a warning intent.
Yun Sang, in turn, looked back even more challengingly.
Little Yezi only understood four words: a brimming bromance.
Yun Sang’s actions were clearly ant for Lu Mian, as he couldn’t help but want to tease this seemingly aloof girl.
He wanted to see how much she truly felt for Xiao Qimo and to what extent their relationship had developed.
However, he still didn’t understand Lu Mian well enough.
Seeing their intimate behavior, not only did Lu Mian not get angry, she even showed a look of sympathy and helplessly said, “The rules of the Shadow Hunting Team really should be changed.
Look at what they’re doing to the kids.”
Yun Sang: ???
After saying that, Lu Mian walked out, waving to the three n behind her with suave and dashing ease.
Xiao Qimo pushed away Yun Sang and chased after Lu Mian.
Yun Sang stroked his chin, “That’s not right, shouldn’t a normal girl be hopping mad at this scene?
How can she be so calm?”
Ye Jinwen leisurely started to clear away the breakfast plates.
“What kind of reaction do you expect her to have?
She didn’t even bless you and Qimo for a blissful union for a century, her EQ is already very much in check, okay?!”
Yun Sang clicked his tongue, “She’s not jealous?”
Ye Jinwen looked up at him, “Brother Yun, you couldn’t possibly have failed to realize that Qimo hasn’t caught up with Little Mianmian, could you?”
“What?”
“Why do you think Qimo has unusually accompanied you all in training this ti?
He’s doing it for Lu Mian, who’s next door at the Yulan Pavilion!”
“…I thought he had a sudden pang of conscience and ca back to visit the team!” Yun Sang felt deeply hurt.
Ye Jinwen muttered complaints as he threw the trash.
“Brother Yun, your EQ is really quite touching.”
Yun Sang: Brotherly love is all fake!
Nothing matters!
——
Xiao Qimo escorted Lu Mian all the way to the entrance of Yulan Pavilion.
Both of them tall and long-legged—the walk quickened to just a three-minute journey.
At the entrance, Lu Mian said goodbye to him.
She took a few steps, then suddenly rembered sothing.
“Director Qimo, the notebook you gave , is it yours?”
Xiao Qimo, standing a few ters away, subtly furrowed his brows, his mood sowhat subdued, “Sort of, just for reference, I hope it’s sowhat helpful to you.”
He heard the girl say thanks and watched her go inside before turning to leave himself.
Lu Mian changed clothes in her room before heading to the classroom.
Bi Jun was already ready to begin class, and the students looked her way, but she calmly took her seat, completely unruffled.
Her deskmate, Zhang Yanyan, spoke in a hushed voice, “Lu Mian, you didn’t bring anything?”
“Yeah.” Lu Mian pressed down the wisps of hair on her forehead, “Bringing my brain is enough.”
Nobody could argue with that.
Zhang Yanyan looked at her clear and empty desk, then at the mountains of review materials piled up on other students’ desks, and hurriedly found her textbook and exercise book from his desk, which had been handed out beforehand.
The book had already been exchanged by Fang Xilan, and a big piece of the cover had been torn off, looking quite ugly.
Lu Mian raised her eyebrows.
Zhang Yanyan spread open the textbook for her and also took out a ballpoint pen from his pencil case to place between her elegant fingers.
Lu Mian: “…”
Xiu Qian in the front row gave a heavy glance over his shoulder at the back row, then, as he turned his head past the window, he happened to see a familiar tall figure.
It was Xiao Qimo again.
What was he still doing here?
——
Xiao Qimo had already called his mother Qi Zhen while on the road.
Direct and to the point, he got straight to the topic, “Mom, make a few dishes and have soone deliver them to the Yangfan Hotel.”
“To the Yangfan Hotel?
Have you returned to Jinjing?”
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