Chapter 61 Every gesture is so pleasing to the eye
This weekend Song Zixi asked Gong Jiuan to go out to play, but Gong Jiuan refused.
Backing to the dormitory, she saw Jiang Xiying adjusting the quilt, neatly folding it, and then flattening the bed sheet.
Be extra careful and conscientious.
Putting down the backpack, Gong Jiu glanced silently.
It looked like the two of them didn't go to class again.
But... is this going out?
Out of the corner of the eye falls the other direction.
Jun Gu sat at his desk with a book in his hand.
Inexplicably, Gong Jiu felt that the book looked familiar.
Pulling the chair and sitting down, Gong Jiu turned his head and glanced at his desk. The book "The Prince" borrowed from the library was not there.
Eyes drooping, Gong Jiu's lips moved slightly.
His beautiful eyes cannot be hidden no matter what.
"Jiuan, you are back." Hearing the sound, Jiang Xiying turned around and saw Gong Jiuan sitting there.
Just now, all my energy and thoughts were put on the quilt, and I didn't notice that Gong Jiu opened the door and came in.
"Well," looking up, Gong Jiu glanced sideways at the flat bed behind him: "Want to go out?"
Pulling the clothes aside and folding them neatly into the cabinet beside the bed, Jiang Xiying nodded: "Yes, on weekdays and weekends, Gu Shen and I will go to the club, and we may not come back at night."
No wonder, I didn't see these two people much last weekend.
Pausing for a while, Gong Jiu was thoughtful.
"Are there any rooms in the club for people to stay?"
I don’t know why Gong Jiuhan suddenly asked this, Jiang Xiying thought for a while: "It seems that there is still one. The room where the previous coach lived has been vacated, and there seems to be another room next to it that has been vacant."
"Jiuyin, why are you asking this?"
Sit down, Jiang Xiying took two apples from the fruit plate on the table, and handed one to Gong Jiuhan.
Taking the apple, Gong Jiu didn't eat it, but played with it in his hand: "I'll be with you."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiying finally understood why Gong Jiuhan asked such a question.
He took a bite of the apple and chewed it. He raised his eyebrows, and his long and narrow eyes showed a bit of naughty style: "Okay, you are boring here by yourself."
"Um."
Bringing the apple to his mouth, Gong Jiuhan took a light bite, without much expression.
Closing the book, Jun Gu got up and came to Gong Jiuan, and handed the book to her, ""On the Monarch", this book is very interesting, thank you for borrowing it."
The chiseled and three-dimensional facial features are expressionless, but they still make people admire his handsomeness.
Taking it over, Gong Jiuhan casually flipped it over with one hand, and put it on the table: "No thanks."
Looking indifferently across Gong Jiuhan's eye-catching face, Jun Gu quickly retracted his gaze.
Turned around and walked to his locker, opened it and took a coat from it, and changed the school uniform coat on his body.
Gong Jiu stared silently at his movements, and quickly closed his eyes.
This man even changed his clothes and gestures so pleasing to the eye.
The only sound in the room is the crisp sound of two people biting an apple alternately.
At this moment, a bell rang suddenly from Jiang Xiying's body.
Jiang Xiying took another bite of the apple calmly, "Who is calling me?"
Take out the phone to look at the note, he paused, and quickly put down the apple in his hand, with a look of surprise and amazement: "My brother?"
Why did this cold **** suddenly call him?
Swallowing the chewed apple in his mouth, Jiang Xiying stretched out his finger hesitantly, and did not slide the answer button for a long time.
To answer or not to answer?
This is a dilemma.
Jun Gu and Gong Jiuan shifted their eyes to him at the same time, watching his obvious ups and downs.
Gong Jiudu was a little inexplicable.
From the moment I realized it to the present, Jiang Xiying always looked like a **** in my memory.
Now this expression looks like the mobile phone in his hand is like a hot potato.
Gong Jiu was dumbfounded, Jun Gu was very used to this scene.
If you want to ask Jiang Xiying what he is afraid of, there are only two answers.
One is him.
The other one is the caller of this call, Jiang Xiying's brother, Jiang Fei.
Who in the whole circle doesn't know that the second son of the Jiang family is not afraid of anything, but his own brother?
Feeling nervous, she exhaled, and Jiang Xiying put the phone to her ear.
"Hey bro—"
Thank you Fallen Angel Baby for your reward~
Comparing heart to heart (haha hiccup~)
(end of this chapter)