Chapter 14 Talent

Style: Romance Author: call me dabaiWords: 2263Update Time: 24/01/11 19:33:57
After class was over at noon, Chen Qing was packing her things and asked Hua Ying next to her what she wanted to eat.

"Boom!"

There was a sound, and Chen Qing stopped talking and turned around to look, and saw Han Ruyue sitting next to him with her legs crossed, arms folded, and her face unwillingly, with her head tilted to the other side.

"Chen Qing, please do me a favor."

As soon as he opens his mouth, let people know that this person is definitely not lovable!

Later, Han Ruyue seemed to realize that it was not good for her to do this, and then said: "I will give you money."

Even less flattering.

Hua Ying's face suddenly turned from sunny to heavy rain. She narrowed her eyes and repeated, as if pondering the deeper meaning: "Give...money?"

The family was so jealous that Chen Qing immediately noticed something was wrong and explained: "She definitely didn't mean what she said about giving money."

"That's what I meant." Before she finished speaking, Han Ruyue corrected her seriously.

"Stop causing trouble! Do you know what we are talking about!?" Chen Qing gritted his teeth.

Hua Ying spoke expressionlessly on the side: "Three times, I will wait for you outside."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out without forgetting to look back and glare at Chen Qing.

Watching the two people singing together, Chen Qing's head was full of confusion and it started to rain. He looked at Hua Ying standing outside the door with a surveillance look through the window and Han Ruyue beside her, who was confused.

Chen Qing gave up struggling.

"What's going on? What I said about giving money is giving money. Is there any strange code between you and your husband?" Han Ruyue didn't understand the current situation.

Chen Qing waved his hand, "Forget it, it's okay. Tell me what help you need from me."

Han Ruyue also noticed that there seemed to be some misunderstandings because of herself, and her tone softened appropriately: "I would like to ask you to go to our house to deliver lunch to Wu Xin."

"Wu Xin? Can't you go back by yourself? Why do you want me to send him away?" Chen Qing was confused. Han Ruyue had been here all morning, and she didn't look like someone who had something to do.

Han Ruyue shook her head:

"No, I have to stay in the classroom today and can't go home."

Hearing this, Chen Qing suddenly became more confused: "Ah? Are you unable to go back because of something?"

"No, I'm fine, but I can only stay in the classroom. I can't go back until Wu Xin goes to bed after ten o'clock in the evening." Han Ruyue explained seriously, but Chen Qing became increasingly confused.

"Why?"

"I don't know either, but the instructor said that I must and can only stay in the classroom today, otherwise Wu Xin will not be given leave today, and I will have to stay in the classroom."

Han Ruyue shrugged and said in an innocent tone, "I haven't figured it out yet!"

Then he let out a long sigh: "Oh, I miss my husband so much. His little body was really not enjoyable last night. Why did he suddenly feel uncomfortable? I originally wanted to teach him something new today."

Chen Qing's eyelids jumped. He seemed to understand the instructor's good intentions...

"Have you figured it out? What's the reason?" Han Ruyue stared at his face and asked.

"Ahem...it's nothing. I'll send him off then." Chen Qing looked away, recalling the last time he saw Wu Xin, and then followed the play of the man in front of him.

The future is easy to predict.

This old man was in his twenties, mummified into spirit, and this skeleton has just been buried...

Hearing Chen Qing's response, Han Ruyue immediately beamed:

"Really? Thank you so much. On the east side of South Street, there is a delicatessen that he likes very much. I ordered some cooked food for Wu Xin there. Just go there and tell the boss to get it for Huang Mao! "

Chen Qing subconsciously looked at Han Ruyue's hair, which was smooth and thick.

She waved her hand: "It all happened in the past. I dyed my hair yellow when I was in high school. That's what the boss called me when I went to help Wu Xin buy food."

"Oh, okay." Chen Qing looked back.

With that said, Han Ruyue put her hands into her bag, rummaged through it, then took out a thick stack of banknotes and slapped them on the table.

"Here you go, as promised."

At this moment, Chen Qing was stunned.

The first reaction was that Han Ruyue's family was very rich, but the second reaction was to look out the window and see that the heavy rain was already faintly falling apart.

This time she showed no expression at all and turned around and left.

Something bad happened!

Chen Qing's expression changed. Just as she was about to get up and chase him out, she was pulled back by Han Ruyue. She looked confused and said, "Take the money, as promised."

Seeing this, Chen Qing's forehead was filled with evil fire, but she still suppressed her temper and said as calmly as possible:

"First, I don't want the money. I have a good relationship with Wu Xin, so I'll just go and see him. Second, I'm in an emergency right now. I might not be able to go because of you, but I'll ask someone else to Help me deliver it, so you don’t have to worry. Third, if you don’t abstain from sex in the future, your husband will be killed by you."

At this point, Chen Qing paused, clenched his fists, and continued through gritted teeth:

"Fourth, wait until you get home and ask your husband to teach you common sense about life! And tell Wu Xin exactly what happened to us today, and he will come to apologize to me on Monday, because he will realize that he and I How good the relationship is to allow you to go back completely!"

After speaking, Chen Qing rushed out of the classroom door without waiting for the other party's reaction.

After leaving the teaching building, Hua Ying was nowhere to be seen. Looking around, there were students coming and going on campus. Some girls looked over and were pulled away by their ears by their male companions.

"No." Chen Qing's chest heaved slightly. He was about to run towards the school gate, but then he thought of something and ran towards the deep and unattended corner behind the teaching building.

It's quiet here, no sound.

Usually those wives who were flirting didn't have to avoid people. There was a small forest specially set aside by the school for applause for love. No one would come to such a place.

In the intersecting shadows of the two buildings, Chen Qing walked forward gradually. When he turned around a corner, he saw a familiar figure standing by the wall, motionless and silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chen Qing felt a little relieved, took a few deep breaths, and called out:

"Hua Ying."

However, the other party did not respond. Knowing that Hua Ying was too possessive, Chen Qing was not surprised. He just sighed in his heart. He could explain it, as long as Hua Ying didn't make her body angry.

Chen Qing walked over, and the sound of footsteps echoing between the two buildings was particularly clear.

Walking closer, Hua Ying pursed her lips slightly, with a look of grievance on her face, which was so cute that it made people panic.

Chen Qing wanted to speak, but found that it was difficult for him to explain.

Because this thing is so stupid, so stupid that Hua Ying can't believe it at all, and she can't admit her mistake, otherwise how could she be wrong? Are you going to sell sex to other women?

Then the air became quiet.

"Qingqing."

Hua Ying broke the silence first, turned her head expressionlessly, pointed to the corner of the wall, and ordered: "Come here and stand against the wall."

"Ah?" Chen Qing was stunned.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Ying took action, grabbing Chen Qing's front and pulling him over and pressing him hard against the wall.

The next moment, Chen Qing's clothes were lifted up, and there was a sound of tearing cloth.

Chen Qing's vision was suddenly covered by the lifted clothes. He opened his eyes wide and screamed: "Hua Ying! Don't tear my clothes! You..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was a little louder, and he even used his strength to reach out and struggle: "Fuck! My pants can't do it!"