As soon as Song Qishen finished speaking, the eyes of the three young men were immediately attracted, and then fell on his arm tightly hugging Qian Zhi.

The three lines of vision are like torches, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, can such an operation still be possible?

What is born?

High...middle school...student??

When we were having dinner in the small building before, the group of little girls chirped and thought they were good-looking older brothers. Most of them were from high school. In the eyes of primary school students, this is already the most worthy status to look up to.

But now, these three boys are not stupid. No matter how they look at Song Qishen, they don't look like high school students.

Song Qishen was at the prime of his life, and his actions and gestures showed his character as a young man. This natural temperament he had developed since childhood could not be imitated no matter how hard he tried.

Just like now, he just kept a calm face, narrowed his eyes, and suppressed his voice, which was enough to scare three little carrot heads.

The two of them are close to each other. In this way, the relationship between the two is obvious without having to guess in detail.

The three carrot heads stared at the two of them and were stunned for a while. Then their faces stopped blushing, their movements became less formal, and they even stopped talking. They nodded and bowed quickly, shouting "Excuse me, excuse me".

Turn around and run.

Qian Zhi didn't say a word during the entire process, and she was forced to "watch" the entire process before she even responded.

I really can't laugh or cry.

She gently pushed away Song Qishen's arms that were holding her tightly, then turned around, turning her face sideways, raising her chin slightly, and narrowing her almond-shaped eyes.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Just stared at him.

Song Qishen didn't feel panic at all when she looked at him like this, and he looked calm and calm.

The corners of his mouth were still slightly curved.

At this moment, the stall owner's grandfather spoke, breaking the silence that suddenly fell in the air.

"Little girl, your peacock is ready, come and get it."

Qian Zhi glanced at Song Qishen one last time, and then hurriedly stepped forward.

"How much does it cost, grandpa?" Qianzhi took it from the old man's hand, and the first thing he did was to hold it up in the air and take a photo.

This candy shape is vividly outlined, but unfortunately the peacock on it is very elegant and does not open its tail. The tail is very beautiful, even the complicated patterns are made, and the feathers at the end are slightly upturned.

It seems that he is inexplicably stinky and arrogant.

"Eight eight dollars, a good start."

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you right now."

The old man accepted the money and looked at Qian Zhi with a smile, his gray beard bristling, "Are you two really high school students? Which high school?"

Before Qianzhi could reply, the old man continued, "You are handsome, you guys are the ones dressing up too maturely. Students should be more simple, wear school uniforms, and study hard is the real thing.

"

Qianzhi took a bite and gnawed off half of the peacock's head without any courtesy. At this moment, she listened to her grandfather's words and her eyes curled up, "Hahaha, grandpa, who do you think is more mature?"

?”

The old man didn't respond, he just kept looking at Song Qishen and hesitated to speak.

Now Qian Zhi suppressed a smile, pretended to be calm and said goodbye to her grandfather, then turned around and left.

She held up a peacock-shaped candy handle and took a few steps without noticing anyone following her. She paused and looked back.

Song Qishen still stayed where he was, wondering what he was saying to his grandfather.

After she finished speaking, Qian Zhi called him, "Hello."

Song Qishen raised his head in response and was about to come over.

The little girl spoke at this moment, "High School Student Song, why don't you follow me?"

Song Qishen: "............"

I don't know if Qian Zhi's call to him had an effect. Song Qishen was silent for a while. He adapted to the role change very quickly during the subsequent journey.

After that, whether they were watching the fireworks at night or setting off the Kongming Lanterns together, he always adhered to the principle that he was a "high school student" and created a persona for himself as a school idol.

Of course, he didn't say it explicitly, but judging from his performance and words, this character was figured out by Qian Zhi himself later.

Even at night, he did not go beyond the scope of this kind of personality, but it was as if he wanted to get back what he had accumulated before, and he was not satisfied.

Qian Zhi was a little tired when she returned to the hotel in the evening. After all, she had spent a full day shopping and had little time to stop and rest. However, Song Qishen was just the opposite. He pulled her to bake the pie, turning it over and over.

Several times.

Finally, he whispered in her ear, "Can you still keep up? A junior high school student?"

After hearing these words, Qian Zhi finally understood.

Dare Song Qishen has always been thinking about what she said teasing his grandfather in front of him.

On the one hand, Qianzhi secretly thought that she would have to pluck her hair back in the future, but on the other hand, she just couldn't resist the long fatigue and fell into a drowsy sleep.

In addition to the ancient streets and night markets that Qian Zhi has already visited, most of the other things in Linshan Manor are mountain scenery and lakeside cruises.

On Sunday morning, the two of them walked around in a hurry. They felt that there was nothing more to do, and they didn't miss it, so they were ready to go home.

Song Qishen did not rush back to Nanyuan. After he sent Qian Zhi directly back to Beijing University, he planned to go directly to the Song family.

"Are you sure you can't come over next weekend?" When the car slowly stopped, Song Qishen turned to ask her.

Qian Zhi took off her seat belt neatly without raising her head, "What do you think, can a class dinner be fake?"

"That's just right. I won't go back for those two days. I will just stay at the company." To be precise, he should be stationed there directly next.

Qian Zhi originally wanted to open the car door and get out of the car, but she didn't know what she thought of, so she turned to stare at him, "Next time we go out to play, we can wait until you have time to decide. There is no need to ask for leave."

She had thought that Song Qishen agreed to the appointment because he happened to be free, but she didn't expect that he had specially pushed aside his work and came here.

Yes, I just got my certificate.

He probably didn't want to offend her either.

Anyway, Qian Zhi didn't react until Song Qishen said it yesterday.

"There are still many places we can go to in the future, and we are not in a hurry."

From Qianzhi's point of view, it would be great to be able to pick up anyone you want to be your companion.

The sky is high and the water is long, it is always good to have someone to help carry bags. After all, it is free labor, so it is not used in vain.

The most important thing is that this labor force is quite reliable.

Qianzhi felt that what she expressed was quite clear.

However, after Song Qishen heard this, he looked at her leisurely for a long time, seeming to be thinking about the authenticity of her words.

There was only the sound of "tick-tock" in the huge carriage, and the clear and clean breath mixed with the smell of gardenia on her body, strangely blended together, very light, but leaving a lingering fragrance.

"Okay." Song Qishen nodded, paused, and then added -

"I know, little high school student."

It's a good thing he didn't mention it. When he mentioned Qian Zhi, she remembered what he said in her ear yesterday and persisted.

Automatically looping in your mind indefinitely.

Even if you want to control it, you can't.

Qian Zhi was not a fool, she once again made some brainstorming on this from the neck down.

Song Qishen stared at the little girl's pink cheeks and red earlobes with interest, and then his eyes settled——

The area around her auricles, especially, was even worse.

Qian Zhi didn't look at him, she pushed the door open and wanted to run away. The next second, the sound of the car being locked was heard clearly.

There is a very crisp "click" sound.

"What are you doing?" Qian Zhi couldn't help but asked.

Now she suddenly wanted to give herself a slap in the face for calling her "Song High School Student" before.

Not to mention, she must have had a seizure at the time to be able to speak so quickly.

"Nothing." Song Qishen stopped teasing her, and the next second, he unlocked it again.

This person...

real!!

Qianzhi resigned herself to her fate and got out of the car. Just as she was about to wave and say goodbye, she was called again.

Song Qishen slowly rolled down the car window, not forgetting to tell her, "Remember not to drink during dinner parties."

She walked backwards and responded casually, "Yeah."

After saying that, Qian Zhi didn't wait for Song Qishen to speak again, turned around and walked directly to the dormitory.

When she returned to the dormitory, Qianzhi collapsed on the bed, and all the fatigue from the two days came back in an instant.
To be continued...