Joyful Youth: Many Children, Many Blessings, Starting with Song Qian

"What are you doing? What are you doing?!"

Qiao Yingzi opened the door again and said impatiently,

But when they saw it was Tong Wenjie...

Qiao Yingzi immediately lowered her voice: "Mom, what's going on? Yifan's mom looks like she's encountered some kind of bandit who's not robbing us!"

"Go, go, go to sleep. Don't meddle in adults' affairs."

Song Qian waved and sent Qiao Yingzi back to her room.

Only then did he drag Tong Wenjie to his bedroom.

Tong Wenjie was about to lie down on the bed,

But Song Qian immediately grabbed her: "Go, go, go, take a shower first, take a shower first, what's with the smell of you?!"

"Haha~"

Tong Wenjie wiped away her tears.

He winked at Song Qian: "~~The scent of an irresistible little puppy~~~"

After taking a bath,

Go to bed.

Tong Wenjie started complaining to Song Qian about various things.

Complaining about Fangyuan's income,

Complaining about Fang Yifan's grades

She complained that Fang Yuan always got home at eight or nine o'clock every day.

She complained that Fang Yifan lacked any self-discipline and was far inferior to Yingzi...

Tong Wenjie cried as she spoke.

Song Qian looked weary, and involuntarily thought of Qin Feng.

The two nights I slept with Qin Feng in the past,

Song Qian felt a happiness and contentment she had never experienced before.

My body suddenly felt incredibly light and sensitive.

It felt like I was back to when I was eighteen...

Thinking about it,

Song Qian suddenly found herself unable to live without Qin Feng.

The thought that Tong Wenjie was lying next to him, still chattering away, made him feel...

Song Qian was heartbroken and wanted to cry but couldn't.

A lonely cry echoed in her heart: "Qin Feng, I miss you so much..."

……

7 o'clock in the morning,

Qin Feng got up, washed up, and got dressed.

Subsequently,

As soon as the door was opened,

But unexpectedly, they saw Song Qian standing outside the door.

He waved the lunchbox in his hand.

Song Qian blushed and said, "Qin Feng, I was just about to knock when you opened the door... I got up early this morning and made you breakfast..."

"is it?"

Qin Feng opened the lunchbox with some surprise.

It contained several delicate crystal shrimp dumplings and a heart-shaped fried egg.

Seeing Qin Feng's gaze linger on the fried egg,

Song Qian blushed and said softly, "Um, don't misunderstand, this fried egg is made with a mold. I often make it for Yingzi..."

"I didn't get it wrong."

Qin Feng finished speaking calmly.

Slightly lower your head,

He leaned close to Song Qian's ear and whispered, "Did you miss me last night?"

"..."

Song Qian's face instantly turned bright red.

She looked at Qin Feng with a mix of coquettishness and resentment: "I thought it was you who suddenly knocked on the door last night..."

"not me."

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Song Qian: "So, it's another man?!"

"no no."

Song Qian quickly denied it: "It was Tong Wenjie, my best friend. She drank yesterday and apparently got into a car accident, but we settled it privately. She even said the other person was great..."

"?"

Qin Feng suddenly asked with great interest, "Did she say whose car she hit?"

"No, she didn't say any of that, but judging from the way she acted when she came to my house, I had a feeling that something had happened..."

"Oh."

Qin Feng was slightly disappointed upon hearing this.

It seems that women of Tong Wenjie and Song Qian's age are still relatively conservative.

But there's no need to rush.

Anyway, everyone lives in Shuxiang Yayuan, so it can be developed gradually in the future...

then,

Qin Feng looked at Song Qian again and asked, "Did you miss me last night?"

"..."

Song Qian's face immediately turned bright red again.

She looked at Qin Feng with a strange tenderness in her eyes, yet also with an extremely complex expression.

After a while,

Song Qian couldn't help but stand on tiptoe.

A kiss as light as a dragonfly skimming the water,

then,

She covered her face and ran away in a panic...

Watching Song Qian's flustered departure,

Suddenly, the image of Tong Wenjie leaving last night flashed into Qin Feng's mind.

The same shyness,

The same panic,

They left quickly in the same manner.

Even their walking posture is remarkably similar...

What a great pair of best friends!

He shook his head and smiled.

Qin Feng left the empty lunchbox at home.

Then I left the residential area.

I squeezed onto the bus again with a group of elderly men and women...

.......

Chapter Thirteen: Don't overthink it, Qin Feng is your student! (Begging for flowers, monthly tickets, and review votes!)

8 o'clock in the morning,

Each class received the notification.

Under the guidance of their counselors, everyone gathered at the school's main playground.