Before Mo Yan could say anything, Qingtian jumped out of the room wearing a floral cotton coat bought by her grandma.
He walked closer to the two of them and said with a smile, "Ahem! Sorry, Mr. Qin, for disturbing you!"
She said she was sorry, but she didn't mean to be sorry at all.
Qin Yan stood up straight unhurriedly and glanced at her lightly. Yanyan's best friend cannot be offended. She must endure the calmness of the weather and the bright sea and sky;
Then he said gently to Mo Yan, "Yanyan, you go and wash it first. I'll put the porridge out. After washing it, drink it until the temperature is just right."
After saying that, he carried the thermos bucket into the kitchen.
Without saying a word, Qingtian pulled Mo Yan into the bathroom. His expression was sinister, but his movements were very saucy. He forced the person into the corner, and then made a wall-dong with a domineering tone.
"Come on, Xiao Yan'er, have a chat with me. What's going on?"
"Nothing happened." Mo Yan looked at Qingtian's gossipy face and was a little overwhelmed. He lowered his eyes slightly to avoid her inquiry.
"He's chasing you, can't you tell? On such a cold day, Mr. Qin, the prince charming in the hearts of thousands of girls, came to deliver seafood porridge to you. Aren't you a little moved?"
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"Otherwise, just accept it, hehe!!! The more I look at Mr. Qin, the more I like him. His face is sharp and angular, with a hint of wildness and dignity. No one in Hangzhou can match him. Needless to say, his family background, And the most important thing is, live well! I have studied human muscle structure, and Master Qin’s waist is more powerful than Saburo’s scimitar. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I will keep you full of sexual happiness for the rest of your life!"
Hearing this, Mo Yan was so frightened that she immediately stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, her cheeks lit up, and she lowered her voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense!!!"
This tiger girl really dares to say anything!
Qingtian laughed and continued, "Where are you talking nonsense? Face? Family background? Or waist?"
"I don't know, I don't know what's going on, okay! Wash up quickly, I'm so hungry." Mo Yan was defeated by her incompetent words, so she had no choice but to give in, turned around and started brushing her teeth.
After listening to Mo Yan's words, Qingtian's charming fox eyes rolled and he immediately behaved, "Hey, okay, I get it. Yanyan!!!"
She deliberately lowered her voice to imitate someone, and uttered the last two words in Mo Yan's ear, feeling inexplicably tender.
Finally, Mo Yan washed his hands and hurriedly escaped from the bathroom.
There is really a wolf before and a tiger behind. If you make friends carelessly, alas...
Qin Yan stood at the dining table against the light. The sleeves of his sweater were half rolled up to his forearms, revealing his slender and tight muscles. He was lowering his head and looking at the thermos bucket intently, scooping the porridge inside into a bowl.
The ink smoke stopped in place, Qingtian's words echoed in her mind, and her eyes drifted to his waist involuntarily. She couldn't see anything under the loose sweater, but it made the tips of her ears suddenly feel hot, and then spread out of control. Neck.
After loading the porridge, Qin Yan tilted his head, gave her a faint smile, and said casually, "Okay, come here quickly... Are you very hot? Is the air conditioner temperature too high?"
After saying that, he pretended to lower the temperature.
"No, no need. I just washed my face with hot water, so it's a little hot." Mo Yan waved his hand and walked towards the dining table in a panic.
He immediately immersed himself in drinking porridge to cover it up. He just scooped a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth. Suddenly his apricot eyes lit up. He looked up at Qin Yan and praised unabashedly, "It tastes good!"
"I've been studying cooking recently and I think it's quite interesting. If you think it's delicious, I'll cook it for you often in the future." Qin Yan raised his chin proudly.
"But, isn't your arm injured? Let's recuperate first and then do it after it's healed."
Mo Yan took another big sip, feeling warm in his stomach and warm in his heart.
Qin Yan looked at her lovingly and responded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Qingtian finally finished washing, Mo Yan looked up at her, and then said, "Qingtian, come and have some porridge. Later we will buy hot pot ingredients first, call Ji Yu and the others, and let's go to grandma's house together. I'll make you my signature Sichuan flavor. hot pot."
"Okay! Sichuan style hot pot, yuba, fat beef rolls, my favorite, Xiaoyan'er, wow!"
In winter, it is so pleasant to eat hot hot pot with friends, cook wine around the stove, and chat over wine.
After returning to school after New Year's Day, everyone begins to prepare nervously for the final exam.
Mo Yan accompanied Qingtian to the office of the School of Art, and explained Liu Li's behavior to Director Li in a clear and logical manner, and submitted video evidence and torn clothes.
"Classmate Xia, classmate Mo, it's like this. We will carefully study the evidence you handed over to the teacher, and we will also deal with the feedback seriously. However, classmate Liu Li has already reported the violence you committed against her to the school. I just asked Let me ask you. Classmate Xia, did you really hit Liu Li?"
Director Liu was sitting behind a large desk, his paunchy body slumped in the chair, his hair on the top of his head was sparse, and his whole body was extremely greasy.
Qingtian suppressed her nausea and simply said, "I slapped her several times."
"Okay, I understand. Please be careful not to attack your classmates in the future. We are firmly against school violence and bullying!"
Mo Yan watched from the side, and after thinking for a moment, he said to him, "Director Liu, I also want to remind you. Liu Li's vicious calculation of Qingtian had not only personal consequences; if Qingtian hadn't acted witty on the spot that day, What this performance accident ended up damaging was the reputation of the Art Department, and it also caused Z the biggest loss. I believe that this kind of consequence is not what everyone Z wants to see, what do you think?"
"Well, Student Mo is indeed a top student in the law school." Director Liu nodded lightly and praised perfunctorily.
After saying a few words without speculation, Qingtian saw that the matter was done, so he pulled Mo Yan away, turned a corner and said to her, "This Director Liu is said to love money, be lecherous and ugly, but now he has lived up to his reputation. "
"Let's do this for now. If he doesn't do anything, there will still be a principal above him." Mo Yan pursed his lips and answered slowly.
However, a week later, Xia Qingtian's warning came.
The notice was posted on the bulletin board, and it was signed Z University Art College.
It was said that she had committed violence against her classmates due to an argument, and Liu Li's injury report was attached, as well as slogans advocating the elimination of school violence. The whole matter was handled in a reasonable and legal manner.
Mo Yan glanced at it and then took Qingtian to the principal's office of University Z.
Some people want to go all the way to the dark side, so no wonder others kill them.
Mo Yan was neither humble nor overbearing, and said seriously, "Hello, Principal Bo, we are here to report to you under our real name that Director Li of the School of Art accepts bribes, engages in power transactions, and uses his position to frame students."
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Principal Bo's face condensed.
"Here is the evidence I collected. You can verify the authenticity; after finding out the truth, please give Xia Qingtian justice." Mo Yan handed over a USB flash drive, which contained ironclad evidence that she had collected using hacking techniques.
She had known for a long time that Director Liu was unreliable, so she had been preparing information a few days ago, and it was just in use today.
