Chapter 68 Gu Qingrong, can I kiss you

Once passed back and saw Zhu Fengming running angrily. It's broken. Zhu Fengming knows that she brought him the poorly woven scarf! Look, gee, his face stinks like dung beetles. Zeng passed quickly and let Gu Qingrong hold the basketball. She took his hand and ran to the school. The school road is very spacious, and the street lamps light up one after another, illuminating the road surface, so that both of them can see the road clearly. Zeng passed and pulled Gu Qingrong with a face of stupidity to run wildly. Zhu Fengming chased after him, shouting stop while chasing. In the whole school road, because of these three people, chickens fly and dogs jump. After three years in the school playground, there is no way out. "No, I feel my heart beating faster." Gu Qingrong suddenly shouted. Once his heart shook, he stopped and turned to ask him, "Are you going to commit your illness?" This is what worries her most. At this time, due to the festival, the whole playground is illuminated by headlights, and many students play games, have fellowship parties or get together on the lawn. There are several people, if Gu Qingrong is ill at this time, the secret will surely be discovered. Zeng passed and stared into his eyes, holding his arm tightly with his fingers and said, "Gu Qingrong, come with me and learn from me!" Gu Qingrong looked up and looked at her. She took a deep breath, took a deep breath after three seconds, took a deep breath after three seconds, and did it back and forth. Three minutes later, Gu Qingrong obviously felt that his heart was not beating so hard, and his body felt much better. He didn't want to restrain his emotions by eating at that moment. At that time, Zhu Fengming also arrived in front of them. Seeing that Gu Qingrong's health was a little better, she breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously walked up to him, protecting Gu Qingrong behind her. "Once passed, you really have a great heart!" Zhu Fengming pointed at her and felt very wronged. "We are friends who grew up together at least, and our relationship is so good. Now that I have a boyfriend, I don't care about my feelings. You gave me the scarf you woven badly, and gave Gu Qingrong the finished product you woven very well and with high degree of completion?? Do you still have a conscience?" At some point, his eyes were full of tears and instantly red. After passing, I was shocked. I didn't think Zhu Fengming was really wronged. She immediately knew that she had done something wrong and rushed forward to comfort him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I shouldn't do this, I shouldn't give you bad finished products..." Hearing this, Zhu Fengming became angry again: "Do I dislike your poor knitting?" "Ah? Don't... Isn't it?" "From childhood to adulthood, what kind of person are you, what craft I still don't know? What else can you do besides sticking needles, reading medical books and reading simple diseases? You can't even cook, but you can also do needlework?" "..." I don't have to expose her shortcomings like this. Gu Qingrong listened and laughed slightly. She looked back at him, and someone kept his mouth shut obediently and stood up straight. "Then what do you mean?" Once passed distressed. How did she not know that Zhu Fengming was jealous of such things, like a woman? Zeng passed and thought, but he felt that the two grew up together and had a very good relationship. He gave him the semi-finished products that were not very good-looking, threw them away unfortunately, and gave them to others and were embarrassed. He would definitely give them up for the sake of her own knitting. As a result, he gave them up? Zhu Fengming looked up, stared at Gu Qingrong behind her, and then turned his eyes to Zeng Shao. He was proud and wronged and asked, "Lao Tzu didn't abandon your craft, but Lao Tzu was unconvinced! Why did you give Gu Qingrong good finished products and me bad finished products? Either you don't send it or you send it to me! No matter how bad it is, if you give him a good one, you should also give me a good one? " "I this is not..." Zeng passed down his voice, a little embarrassed to wink, "too late to weave..." Hearing this, Gu Qingrong looked cold, pulled out his scarf around his neck at this time, looked at Zhu Fengming and asked him, "Do you mean, which one did she give me the best?" He opened it. When the scarf was running and moving greatly, the thread ends were already scattered and were crumbling. It was estimated that before long, the scarf would fall apart and all spread out... For the first time, Gu Qingrong saw a disposable scarf. And this scarf is the work that someone said he worked hard for a week day and night. Zhu Fengming: "..." Zeng passed: "..." Both of them were silent. Seeing this, Zhu Fengming didn't cry, didn't get annoyed, and didn't make any noise. Seeing that his scarf was not woven solidly, he laughed. At this point, his heart is full of pride. It turns out that the scarf that was given to Gu Qingrong was not of good quality and looked even worse than his. Satisfied with the desire to win or lose, Zhu Fengming blinked, smiled through tears, looked at Zeng passed and nodded: "After passing, I will say that your needlework is not easy. Why bother to knit yourself for a week? It is better to buy one." "I don't dislike it." Gu Qingrong stepped forward, threw the basketball on the ground, bounced it up and patted it back and forth. "She is my girlfriend, and I am very happy to make gifts for me. No matter what the quality is, this is her heart and I like it very much." Having the pressure in my heart, I was relieved to hear this. She thought Gu Qingrong disliked it... Zhu Fengming also refused to admit defeat. He covered his scarf around his neck proudly and raised his chin: "I don't dislike it either, I like it very much!" Zeng passed: "..." She didn't even know Zhu Fengming ate so much vinegar. As he spoke, Zhu Fengming saw the basketball in his hand. His eyes were full of surprise and asked, "Whose basketball? It looks good in quality, elastic and light." "My girlfriend's." Gu Qingrong said. "..." Look at his virtue, he doesn't like to see. Every time he was present, Gu Qingrong said "my girlfriend" very clearly, just like Huduzi, fearing that he would take away his girlfriend. He despises him very much. Zhu Fengming was surprised and looked at Zeng and said, "Yours?" "It's not mine either..." Zeng passed and was about to say when Gu Qingrong interrupted: "I gave it to her." "Poof-" Zhu Fengming's corners of the mouth smoke, surprised almost can't believe his ears. A boy gave a girl a basketball? ! Two people or lovers? It has been said before that Gu Qingrong has never been in love. She is his first love and he is also her first love. Now he believed it. Who gave his girlfriend a gift of skin care products, cosmetics or lipstick? As a result, he gave Zeng Shao a basketball? "Why? You are not satisfied?" Gu Qingrong raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Fengming's eyes, which were also full of gunpowder. "I won't give it to you anyway." "Gu Qingrong, since this gift is for me, can I handle the whereabouts of this gift?" Ceng passed to interrupt him and asked. Gu Qingrong froze, looked at her, handed her the basketball in his hand and nodded: "Of course." He took over basketball. So, under Gu Qingrong's sight, Zeng passed and gave the basketball to... Zhu Fengming? ? Shit! "Just think of me as making amends to you today and offering Buddha with flowers." Zeng passed and said. Zhu Fengming looked at Gu Qingrong, then at Zeng passed, quickly took it over, and blew a whistle with great pleasure, full of provocation. "Hey hey hey, I like basketball very much! I forgive you for this today!" Zhu Fengming patted the basketball and felt that the quality of the basketball was not only good, but also flexible, and the spirit inside was very full. Gu Qingrong's face suddenly turned black and he was very upset. Zhu Fengming: "I'm leaving, you continue to play!" At this point, he ran away with the basketball in his arms. As his back is getting farther and farther away, Gu Qingrong's face is still not good. "Don't be angry!" Zeng passed forward, held his arm and shook it, playing coquetry. Gu Qingrong looked at her with a low eyebrow and thought of what happened just now, which blocked her heart. "Once passed, I think you have low emotional intelligence!" He was somewhat dissatisfied. "How can you give the gift I gave you to other boys in front of me?" "Gu Qingrong, can I kiss you?" Zeng passed and stared into his eyes, with bright eyes and shining inside. "Don't talk to me about this..." Gu Qingrong suddenly gave a meal, realized what she said, froze. "You, you... what did you say..." "I think so." "??" Under the dim light, the girl stood on tiptoe and gently dropped a kiss on the boy's lips. Gu Qingrong felt that his world... was instantly fixed.