Liang Ciqiu was gone.
Jiang Nanshu lowered her head and her body swayed from side to side.
Lu Qingyan gradually lost his patience: “Why don’t you leave? Wait for him to carry you back?”
Hearing his voice, Jiang Nanshu raised her head. Her originally porcelain-white cheeks flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes were watery. She tilted her head slightly to look at him, rubbed her eyes, shook her head, and finally her face became horrified.
“Lu, Lu Qingyan… there’s something on your head…”
Lu Qingyan looked down at her, to see what she was up to next.
“Why did Spongebob poop on your head?”
“So many Spongebobs, so scary.”
Her eyes widened, as if she really saw something scary, and she kept shrinking behind the sofa.
Lu Qingyan: “…”
He thought of many possibilities, such as Jiang Nanshu starting to say all kinds of words to disgust him.
But he didn’t expect that she was drunk.
That’s right, Jiang Nanshu, who was so fearless just now, is drunk now.
The look in her eyes made him really think that there was something dirty on his head. He couldn’t help but raise his hand to pat it, and then he saw her running down the sofa barefoot, crying as she ran.
“Wow, you slapped SpongeBob to death, you are a bad man.”
Lu Qingyan’s face turned green.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu looking at him with fear in her eyes, he was really convinced.
“Hahaha…” Yang Jiashu couldn’t hold back his laughter, which attracted Lu Qingyan’s glare.
He coughed lightly in dismay, “Brother Yan, it’s getting late. Send your fiancée to school. You can’t just leave her here.”
Lu Qingyan then went to grab Jiang Nanshu and saw her twisting her body and struggling: “You, the murderer who killed SpongeBob, stay away from me.”
He held her tightly and said coldly: “If you make trouble again, do you believe I will slap you to death?”
Jiang Nanshu fell silent, tilted her little face upwards, and looked at him pitifully with her almond-shaped eyes: “Don’t slap me, I don’t want to die.”
This woman was really…
Looking at her red lips, he couldn’t help but reach out and wipe them hard.
Until she said with grievance: “It hurts.”
He let go, carried her to the sofa, and looked for her shoes with a frown.
Yang Jiashu thought that it was funny and recorded this scene.
Jiang Nanshu sat quietly on the sofa. Her slightly curly hair was thick and black, scattered on her red skirt. She lowered her eyes and stretched her feet consciously, like a proud princess.
Lu Qingyan half squatted and resigned himself to putting shoes on her.
Jiang Nanshu, who had put on her shoes, started chasing butterflies again, grabbing the remaining red butterflies on the ground one by one and putting them in her pocket. But she forgot that she was wearing a skirt, so she sat on the ground and looked at Lu Qingyan with tears in her eyes: “My pocket flew away.”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
He looked for her bag everywhere again, and finally, after she had picked up all the butterflies with satisfaction, he helped her out.
Cheng An didn’t go with them. He was worried that Su Ran hadn’t been picked up, so he stayed in the bar.
He looked at the secretly recorded video and then looked at Su Ran in the room who was drunk and crying Lu Qingyan’s name.
After a struggle in his heart, he still sent the video out.
…
Beijing University—
Under the guidance of the female dormitory manager, Lu Qingyan carried Jiang Nanshu on his back.
She was still cuter when she was quiet, but she was always mumbling something.
He couldn’t help but ask, “Jiang Nanshu, what did you say?”
Jiang Nanshu’s mind was cloudy. Smelling the cool breath of pine and snow on Lu Qingyan’s body, she leaned closer.
“Xu Xu…” Her voice was very low. (T/N: Hoho~~)
What Xu Xu?
Person’s name?
He thought about it carefully. There was no one around whose name contained the word ‘Xu’.
“Who is Xu Xu?”
After a few seconds, she muttered, “It’s the smell on you…”
Lu Qingyan: “…”
It was totally irrelevant.
Why should he talk to a drunkard?
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