Zhang Jing followed Wang Bo and looked around. This place seemed to be a teahouse, but it was different from ordinary teahouses. Without the noisy sound of playing cards, there was no one to see, and it was very quiet. The environment was also different from ordinary teahouses, and it was more quiet and elegant.

While curious, the two of them had been taken to a locker slightly away from the window by a waitress.

"How is it, Jingjing? This place is not bad, right? What are you drinking?" Wang Bo sat in the booth and placed the water slip handed over by the waiter in front of Zhang Jing opposite.

"You order me a cup - why don't you be as good as you." Zhang Jing smiled with a pursed lips and pushed the water plate directly in front of Wang Bo.

"Then let's have two glasses of rock candy lemonade." Wang Bo handed the water list back to the waitress standing next to An Jing and nodded to him.

"Brother, how did you find this place? It's so quiet!" Zhang Jing looked around and looked at the space of the booth. He knew that he was very satisfied with it when he looked at his expression.

Wang Bo remembered the scene when Zhong Jiahui brought him here for the first time, and his eyes became gentle. "A friend."

"Sister Xiaoya or Sister Lili?" Zhang Jing blinked at Wang Bo playfully, and smiled secretly.

"Go! Every child is from a family, why are you asking so much?" Wang Bo habitually reached out and touched Zhang Jing's hair.

"Hate brother! I'm not young anymore, don't treat me as a child!" Zhang Jing pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, raised her head and raised her chest, and beat her small body straight.

When the girl said this, Wang Bo looked at the girl. The clothes she wore was a little thick in winter and she couldn't tell what was famous. However, in Wang Bo's impression, the girl's breasts, who had always been "the little lotus had just revealed her sharp corners", seemed to have grown a lot after half a year of brewing and growing.

Seeing Wang Bo's gaze paused on his chest for several seconds, Zhang Jing's face suddenly turned red, and she instinctively wanted to bend down and hunch his back, but thinking about what he had just said, thinking about his usual longing for the stinky brother in front of him, he stubbornly raised his chest, raised his chin, pursed his lips hard, and looked at Wang Bo without any inch.

"My family Jingjing has indeed grown up!" Wang Bo smiled and said with a pun, retracting his gaze that fell on the girl's chest.

"Hate, brother! You hate it the most!" Zhang Jing could hear Wang Bo's pun, blushed, and lay his head on the long table covered with a plaid tablecloth, covering his chest.

After the tea was brought up by the waiter, the two of them chatted while drinking tea. Zhang Jing asked Wang Bo to tell her about his college life. Wang Bo talked about his situation in the past six months outside C, talked about the outings organized by classmates in the dormitory, school teachers, classmates in the class, and the grand occasion of the New Year's Day party two days ago. Wang Bo has always been critical of the current situation of strict entry and exit of higher education in China, but seeing the little girl's eyes getting brighter and brighter, he made an exception and did not say bad things about his alma mater or even other universities. Instead, he described the beautiful and unrestrained life of the university, which was an incentive for the little girl.

"Brother, would you say I will report to C next year?" After Wang Bo's words came to an end, his hands spread out and Zhang Jing, who held his beautiful little face like a petal, looked at Wang Bo with longing.

"Do you like foreign languages?"

"Do you like it?" the girl tilted her head and thought, "I don't know much now! There seems to be nothing to say about Chinese, mathematics, physics, chemistry and chemistry, and of course I don't hate it."

"Look! You don't even know what you like, so you can hurry to apply to a foreign language college. This is really an act of irresponsible to yourself. You have a year left, so you can talk about what you want to do when you grow up."

"Hehe, brother, I really don't have to think about this for me. Anyway, even if I don't apply for C, I will still apply to a school for Shuangqing at that time." The girl said with a smile.

"But Shuangqing really has no good school?" Wang Bo spread his hands.

"No matter! People don't care so much! I will come to Shuangqing to find you after graduation next year!" Zhang Jing looked proud and persistent, and saw Wang Bo's expression a little helpless. His smiling face immediately turned cloudy again, making a sad look, "Brother, do you hate me? Don't want me to come to Shuangqing to find you? If you don't want to, just say it, just don't want others to get you sick." As he said that, the little girl was already crying.

Wang Bo knew that this little devil did it on purpose, but he had to accompany the other party to act. He immediately went around to the sofa opposite and sat down, held the little girl in his arms with his hands, and said with distress: "Okay, okay, whether you come to Shuangqing, stay in Rongcheng, or want to go to the Magic City, the imperial city, even if you want to study abroad, it will be as you wish? Brother must try every means to satisfy your wish!"

"Hehe, I knew I loved me the most!" Zhang Jing took Wang Bo's arm, looking like he succeeded in a small plan and won the championship.

The two chatted happily. In addition to caring about Wang Bo's life in college, Zhang Jing also talked about his situation. Zhang Jing told Wang Bo that after the second year of high school, he obviously felt that the pace of study had accelerated a lot, and he had too much homework every day to do it until 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, so he couldn't finish it. During the break, the students no longer like to go out to play. Except for going to the bathroom, they sat in their seats most of the time. Everyone seemed to have a broken string...

Zhang Jing's faint narrative made Wang Bo feel like he was back to the days when he once hung his head and stabbed his thighs, which made people hate and finally missed. But of course it was his high school career in his previous life. In this life, he had already used tricks to get rid of the fate of the hard-working examination machine.

The two of them were seated by the window on the second floor. The winter sun shone in and shone on the two of them in a slanted manner, warm.

After drinking a lot of hot water, Wang Bo felt a little hot, so he unbuttoned the buttons of his coat. Zhang Jing next to her also unzipped the pink down jacket, revealing the goose-yellow sweater inside. Wang Bo glanced at the other party's sweater, and two bulges of bulge like small grave bags arched the yellow sweater, forming two round and smooth and graceful curves.

"It seems that the little girl around him who has tied all her thoughts to him has really grown up!" Wang Bo sighed in his heart, and turned his gaze away reluctantly. At this time, he felt a little strange.

What grew up is not only the little girl who felt thin, flat, and had no concave and convex body before; but also the little girl's personality, Wang Bo also felt that Zhang Jing, who hadn't seen for half a year, had changed a lot.

For example, when the little girl was unhappy in the past, she would just ignore him and sulk, asking him to guess the girl's changing thoughts by herself. Now, the little girl is much more cheerful and starts to act cute at him at any time. This is not only the reason why the little girl becomes mature, but also the little girl's feelings for him, and she begins to become more passionate and confident. The little girl has completely regarded him as a boyfriend who can act coquettish, complain, and express everything.

"Brother, can I ask you a question?" Zhang Jing suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Bo's side face, and his expression suddenly became a little nervous.

"What do you want to ask?" Wang Bo looked at Zhang Jing who was a little cautious.

"It's... it's Sister Xiaoya, have you settled down with me?" Zhang Jing bit her lip and held her breath, looking nervous and expectant.

Wang Bo was stunned, but he didn't expect Zhang Jing to ask this question. During the past six months of exchange with Zhang Jing, he certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to mention his chaotic emotional world. Zhang Jing didn't seem to ask, and at most asked him to say hello to the elder brothers and sisters who were studying in Shuangqing for him.

"Jingjing, do you want me to make up with your sister Xiaoya?" Wang Bo did not answer directly, but took Zhang Jing's hand and looked at the girl's eyes that were dodging.

"I... Of course I want to!" Zhang Jing hesitated for a while and nodded quickly with affirmative.

"Really willing? I'm willing from the bottom of my heart?" Wang Bo's lips curled up.

"It must be true!" The little girl pouted, a little angry with Wang Bo's repeated temptations.

"You can hang an oil bottle at the corner of your mouth, I'm willing!" Wang Bo tilted his fingers and scraped Zhang Jing's straight nose bridge, but the little girl tilted her head and avoided it.

Zhang Jing said: "Brother, if you say that, you must have made up with Miss Xiaoya. Yes, you could have gone to Peking University and Tsinghua University, but you went to the school next to Miss Xiaoya, but I couldn't let her go. Actually, I should have thought of it long ago." The little girl nodded as if she confirmed herself and continued, "Miss Xiaoya is your eldest girlfriend, the boss. My brother is so good and gentle, I will definitely not give up on Sister Lili, so Sister Lili will not give up.

It's the second girlfriend, the second brother. Then I can only be my brother's third girlfriend. The third brother? The third brother? It's so ugly!" The little girl tilted her mouth, obviously not very satisfied with her identity as the "third brother". But she quickly became happy again, shook Wang Bo's arm and said with a begging look: "Brother, I don't want to be a third brother! Otherwise, let me be a second brother and let Sister Lili be a third brother? Hehe, anyway, strictly count it, I'm actually in front of her, right?"

Zhang Jing's words made Wang Bo stunned for a while. After waking up, he felt a "scareful" and quickly got up and glanced around. Seeing that the booths around were empty, the farthest table was several meters away from him and Zhang Jing. Under the cover of the background music, he probably couldn't hear Zhang Jing's nonsense just now. Then Wang Bo then poked his index finger on Zhang Jing's Guangjie's forehead, saying a little "angry":

"Jingjing, what are you thinking all day long? Boss, second, third? What a mess! By the way, what's the name of Peng Xiaowan in your class? I haven't asked you yet - why have you never told me? You didn't mention it in the letter or the phone. If I don't come to No. 4 Middle School to find you today, I'm afraid you will be hiding it all the time, right? Hum?" Wang Bo was afraid that the little girl would be entangled in his "going back to the grass" matter, so he quickly fought back.
Chapter completed!