"Thanks."

Asaha Yuena took the clothes she handed over and wore them on her body.

Yang Qing's clothes are generally very large, and after Yuina Asaha puts on, she feels like wearing a cheongsam.

The two walked out of the room side by side. When they walked downstairs, a cool breeze came out. Asaha Yuena immediately hugged her hands with her chest and her little face turned pale.

“So cold.”

Yang Qing nodded, the temperature in Binhai City is hot and cold, especially after it rains, the temperature will drop rapidly.

At the coldest time, it reaches about minus three degrees.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Asaha Yuena looked around, looked at the dark parking lot, and said in fear: "Yang Qingjun, why is it a little gloomy here? I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not there."

Yang Qing turned on the flashlight, looked around, found his car, and said, "You wait for me here, I'll drive over."

"don't want."

Xuena Asaha grabbed Yang Qing's arm in fear, "I'm afraid, don't leave me alone."

Yang Qing: "What are you afraid of? I'll come over soon."

"No." Asaha Yuina shook her head.

"let go."

"If you don't let go, I won't let go if I beat you to death."

"Are you sure?"

Xuena Asayu pressed her tightly against Yang Qing’s arm, “I’m sure.”

Suddenly, the light of the flashlight disappeared, and the entire parking lot instantly disappeared. With the cool breeze blowing, the cold and horror here is even more revealed.

"Ah! Yang Qingjun!"

Asayu Yu Na shouted, hugging her hands tighter, and the soft touch made Yang Qingdi feel a little confused.

Slash!

A charming little goblin.

"Stop calling, I'm teasing you." When Yang Qing saw the darkness so scared, Sumina Asaha realized that it was almost done, so she turned on the flashlight on her phone again.

After the lights were there, Sumina Asaha breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head and looked at Yang Qing with grievance.

"Yang Qingjun, you are so bad!"

"Did you know me on the first day?"

Asaha Yuena: "???"

……………………

After sending Asaha Yu Na to the school safely, Yang Qing returned home, looked at the empty room, and sighed.

Two people were missing at once, and the room suddenly became a little deserted.

Because Zhou Xiaoyu's father was gone, the teacher suggested that Xiaoyu would need to live in the school these days. She didn't want her to live in the school, but she agreed when she was considering safety.

Because of this, Zhou Xiaoyu burst into tears, but her arm could not twist her thighs. After being scolded, she lived in the school dormitory in aggrieved manner.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Yang Qing sat on the sofa, Zhaocai also felt that his master was a little unhappy, so he jumped into his arms, and his little tongue kept licking Yang Qing's palm.

"Aowu~"

At this time, the WeChat ringtone rang.

After seeing that it was the WeChat message that Asaha Yu Na sent to herself, she couldn't help but turn on her phone.

[Cute little painter]: Yang Qingjun, what are you doing?

[Yang Qing]: What's wrong with lying down?

[Cute little painter]: Yang Qingjun, I'm in class.

Yang Qing: "What WeChat did you send me in class?"

[Cute little painter]: I just miss you (dog head)

【Yang Qing】: Ah?

[Cute little painter]: Yang Qingjun, do you miss me?

Yang Qing stood up, and as a twenty-year-old straight man, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Could it be that spring is coming again?

【Yang Qing】: What do you think?

[Cute little painter]: I guess Yang Qingjun must have missed me, I miss you too, Yang Qingjun, going to school is really boring, so we were sitting in the class to draw in the evening self-study, I forgot to take the painting tools, and could only sit in the class and look at them stupidly (worry)

[Yang Qing]: Just live, who can survive than you?

[Cute little painter]: Thank you Yang Qingjun, Momoda, (∩???∩) Meow~～～(心)

In the class, Asaha Yuena's phone was tightly pressed against her chest, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Gu Xiran, who was standing beside him, smiled, "What are you doing? Are you chatting with whose little brother?"

"I haven't. I'm chatting with Yang Qingjun."

"Show me what you are talking about?" Gu Xiran took her cell phone with a gossip on her face.

"Ranran, don't look."

When Gu Xiran saw the chat records of the two, he smiled, "Xuenai, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Asaha Yuina grabbed her phone back and blushed, "I...I'm not."

Gu Xiran said with a serious look on her face: "Don't worry, Xue Nai, I'm here, I'm sure to make your Yang Qingjun fascinated!"

"Ah? What does it mean?"

"Look at it." Gu Xiran stretched out his right hand, "Give it to me."

"What?"

"Cell phones, can it be money?"

"Oh." Just as he was about to hand it over, Asaha Yuena hurriedly pulled it back, alert: "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, Xue Nai, I'm here, I'm sure there's no accident."

Asaha Yu Na shook her head, "Forget it, Yang Qingjun doesn't like those proactive girls."

"What does he like?"

"I like...I like...I have craftsmanship."

"Tsk~"

Ding ~

The WeChat ringtone rang.

Asaha Yuena hurriedly turned on her phone.

But after seeing the message sent from the class group, I felt a little disappointed.

Ding ~

【Yang Qing】: So...

After seeing these three words, Asaha Yu Na blushed and trembled, she was ready to respond with a few words.

【Cute little painter】: Yang Qingjun…

But before she could say she wanted it, another message from Yang Qing was sent over.

[Yang Qing]: Did you not take medicine?

【Cute little painter】:????

[Yang Qing]: It seems that, otherwise you can't say such a tiger or wolf word. OK, I have something to do, goodbye.

Xuena Qianyu pouted her lips and quit WeChat, complaining in her heart: "Yang Qingjun is just a big fool. I won't get along with him, hum!"

…………………

Yang Qing, sitting on the sofa, smiled foolishly. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Yang Qing didn't plan to stay up late to write, and was about to look at the writer's assistant and then go to bed.

Open the Writer Assistant, click on the Works Daily to enter the detailed page.

255 new collections were added, with a total collection of 30,000.

There are 65 new monthly tickets, with a total of 256 monthly tickets.

Rewards added 28,000 points.

After seeing the results, Yang Qing couldn't help but take a breath. He only had less than 60,000 words, and with such results, could he also have to achieve success?

Click the opening point.

No wonder I have added so many collections when I see myself at the fifth place on the new book list.

I will be the first to test the recommendation tomorrow, and I don’t know if it will be broken.

Yang Qing opened WeChat and clicked on the avatar edited by Mengyao.

"Boss, can you arrange a recommendation tomorrow?"

Soon, edit the information back.
Chapter completed!