The afternoon class ends and returns to the dormitory.

Song Anjing took Qin Xin's hand: "Xinxin, can you go to the exhibition of King Q, okay?"

Qin Xin draws pictures on a piece of white paper, all of which are symbols that Song Anjing can't understand.

She said lightly: "Don't go."

Song Anjing sucked the citron-flavored milk in grievance: "Xinxin, I promise you that if you go to the exhibition, I swear that I will recite the letter until twelve o'clock in the evening every day, and swear to pass the final exam!"

Qin Xin: “…”

Song Anjing: "Please... Xinxin... Please..."

Qin was so angry that he was shaken by the soft girl.

She understood why men couldn't stand girls acting cute, and she couldn't stand even as a girl.

Especially for a simple girl like Song Anjing, it is really a fatal thing to ask for someone.

Qin Xin: "What you said, what you can't do..."

Song Anjing immediately swore seriously: "I can't eat books when I live broadcast!"

Qin Xin: “…”

Forget it, you'd better let the book go.

Song Anjing was so happy: "Xinxin, you promised me, right? I knew Xinxin, you are the best!"

It's really great to have a roommate who cares about her studies.

He can actually use his swearing to study hard to get his roommate to agree to go out with her.

Song Anjing was excitedly wandering around the dormitory, busy: "Is it okay for Xinxin, please help me choose clothes? Tickets, if you look too casual in school uniform and disrespectful to King Q, I want to wear beautiful clothes to see his great works! Xinxin, what should I do? Tickets are embarrassing... "

Qin Xin couldn't see it and held his forehead: "This one is all right."

She pointed, Song Anjing spread her clothes on the bed, a clean white shirt without any decoration.

Song Anjing picked up the white shirt in surprise: "Xinxin, are you sure? This one is OK?"

This is just a white shirt.

Would you be too perfunctory to the master?

Qin Xin stood up and asked Song Anjing to put on her shirt, and then...

She picked up the ink brush in her hand and began to draw casually on her shirt.

"Xinxin, although my shirt is cheap, it only costs 100 yuan, but I have to wear it in the choir... What should I do if I spend my paintings..."

"Xinxin, why are you doing with scissors?"

"Ah, Xinxin, don't cut my little meat..."

After Qin Xin finished drawing, he cut two scissors with a drastic move: "Okay."

Song Anjing's face was aggrieved, and her tears were almost shedding. She walked to the balcony to look in the mirror.

Next second.

She rushed into the dormitory excitedly, hugging Qin Xin and wanted to kiss: "Xinxin, I love you, ahhhh, why do you draw so beautifully, are you a genius? This is not a white shirt, this is a work of art... "

Although Xinxin just moved a few strokes and scissors casually, how could she have such a magical effect? ​​She completely revealed her figure advantages, but at the same time she cleverly covered her shortcomings, making her look like a fairy whenever she walks casually!

Too amazing.

Qin Xin blocked her lips with her hands: "Cough cough, it's not that I'm going to see the exhibition, why haven't I left yet?"

Although the pure and cute girl who likes to act cute, she always wants to jump over and kiss her?

Qin Xin was still wearing the black hoodie, blue jeans, and a pair of jogging shoes. She went out with Song Anjing.
Chapter completed!