Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 263 Can you carry me on your back?
Qin Kaimo Zhao pursed his lips: "Do you also think the girl is being unreasonable?"

"It's not that bad. You said there was a reason. It's just that we weren't meant to be at that time."

Jiang Man sighed, "When it comes to matters of the heart, it's hard for outsiders to say. It's just a matter of one party being willing to give and the other being willing to receive."

After a while, Qin Zhao asked, "Do you think there's a chance they could get back together?"

"Dating is about the process, not the outcome." Jiang Man changed the subject, sounding quite regretful, "I really want to kiss a handsome guy on the lips too."

"..."

Qin Zhao: "Don't you have some good-looking people around you?"

Jiang Man: "They're not normal."

"..."

After Qin Zhao finished talking with Jiang Man, his mind was very active; in other words, he was excited.

After they finished shopping, they sat on the beach next to the mall for a while and took some photos.

When Qin Zhao was taking pictures of Jiang Man, he wasn't paying attention and stepped between two stone slabs, losing his footing and twisting his ankle.

A sudden pain struck, and she gasped.

Jiang Man quickly came over to help her up: "Are you alright?"

Qin Zhao paused for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing, I just twisted it."

That one moment was extremely painful.

Jiang Man helped her to sit on the wicker chair: "Are you really alright?"

Qin Zhao nodded: "We can continue filming later."

Jiang Man was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Qin Zhao rested for a while and took some photos of her.

Jiang Man was very satisfied: "He's truly my great photographer! The lighting, the composition! It's so good it could be posted directly on WeChat Moments."

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "The model is beautiful."

Jiang Man: "You have such a sweet tongue."

After posting on her WeChat Moments, she scrolled through her phone a couple of times and then asked, "Zhao Zhao, do you want to go to a bar tonight?"

Her friend sent her a link and asked if she wanted to go that night.

Qin Zhao: "I'm taking medicine, so I can't drink alcohol."

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be drinking,” she winked at her. “There are handsome guys.”

She held her phone up to her face: "Look, there are lots of male models in there. Bai Cai is coming today too, he's that male internet celebrity I posted about before, he has a really good body!"

She said, "My sister will take care of everything for you."

"..."

Qin Zhao knew she wanted to go play, and said gently, "You try it for me first."

"Okay." Jiang Man rubbed her hands together, looking at the abs video with a girlish smile. "You're really not going today?"

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement: "I have some things to do when I get back."

Jiang Man then gave up: "I'll share my impressions with you after my sister goes there."

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."

After separating from Jiang Man, she did not leave.

Sitting on a wicker chair by the sea, he sent a message to Shen Yanci: "Are you busy right now?"

A minute or two later, the other end replied: "What's up?"

Qin Zhao typed: "I twisted my ankle."

Shen Yanci: "?"

Qin Zhao couldn't tell whether his question was asking how he twisted his ankle or why he sent him a WeChat message after twisting it.

She took a breath and typed: "Could you come over for a second?"

The input box displays "The other party is typing...", and then remains silent for a few seconds.

Just as she was starting to feel a little uneasy, her phone vibrated—

Shen Yanci's video call request popped up.

Qin Zhao composed himself and answered the call.

Shen Yanci looked at her for two seconds: "You twisted your ankle?"

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement: "I twisted my ankle by accident."

Shen Yanci: "Is it serious?"

"It's alright—" Qin Zhao paused for a moment, "It hurts a little."

She pursed her lips: "Can you come over?"

She moved the camera slightly: "Over here at Houhai."

There's a coffee shop on the street behind the mall.

Shen Yanci lifted his eyelids slightly, his tone utterly bored: "Want me to carry you on my back?"

"Ah."

"..." Qin Zhao raised her eyelids and looked at him: "Are you free?"

Shen Yanci: "I'm free."

Qin Zhao's eyes lit up, and then he heard him say unhurriedly, "Charging by the minute."

"..."

She said, "Then don't come."

"You were saying you'd take care of me a few days ago, and now you're not happy about spending a little money?" Shen Yanci said casually. "There's no reason to let money slip away once it's offered."

"Wait."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

About thirty minutes later, footsteps came from behind her, and a tall shadow landed on the wooden board in front of her.

Qin Zhao looked up and met his dark eyes.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, whipped up the corners of my clothes.

Qin Zhao's eyelashes fluttered as she looked at him: "You've come."

Shen Yanci hummed in agreement, his voice lazy: "I'm just idling around anyway, might as well earn some pocket money."

"..."

He glanced at her feet: "Which one?"

Qin Zhao moved forward with his right foot, a little mud still clinging to his trouser leg: "This."

He walked around to her, squatted down, folded up her trouser legs a few times, and pulled her socks down.

The sea breeze tickled my calves.

Shen Yanci probably found it troublesome, so he held her calf, took off her shoes, and pulled her socks down to her heels.

Qin Zhao let out a sound, his toes curling up in the air.

He looked at her: "Does it hurt?"

There's a little bit of redness on the outside of my ankle.

Qin Zhao withdrew his foot, his eyelashes lowered: "A little."

She showed no sign of pain.

Shen Yanci half-squatted down to look at her: "Did you apply ice?"

Qin Zhao loosened his trouser leg: "It's just a sprain, it'll be fine in a couple of days."

Shen Yanci neither confirmed nor denied, raising an eyebrow: "So why did you ask me to come here?"

Qin Zhao twitched her fingers and looked at him: "Didn't you say you would carry me on your back?"

“It’s not that I said I’d carry you, it’s that you wanted me to carry you,” he corrected, enunciating the last part clearly, word by word.

As he spoke, he got up and sat down in the wicker chair next to her.

Qin Zhao: "Then can you carry me on your back?"

Shen Yanci blinked and glanced at her: "What benefit would I get?"

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids: "I will take many beautiful photos of you in the future, and I won't charge you any money."

after,

for you,

Take many photos.
photo.

Shen Yanci curled his fingers slightly and lifted his eyelids: "Really?"

"real."

Qin Zhao looked at him and said, "I take great photos. Aren't you all handsome in your graduation photos?"

Shen Yanci seemed to ponder for a few seconds before replying, "It's alright."

He glanced at her: "Remember what you said."

Qin Zhao nodded: "Absolutely no charge."

"..."

Shen Yanci raised his eyelids slightly, stood up slowly, and hadn't squatted down yet.

Qin Zhao grabbed him: "Why don't you help me up? Just help me up."

Shen Yanci glanced at her sideways: "Are you playing me?"

"..."

There is a park separating Houhai from the shopping mall, so cars can't get in.

Although it's summer vacation, it's still a weekday, and most people are still used to shopping malls, while some are at the beach.

There was no one on the street, except for the occasional shop assistant who came out of the store to fiddle with something.

The street is shaded by green trees, with yellow road signs and asphalt roads, and faint singing can be heard drifting from some shop.

Qin Zhao hooked his arm around his neck, leaned against his back, and looked at his profile and the wind blowing his hair.

(End of this chapter)