"Tread--" Qian Lele's steps stopped abruptly, and he stared at the boy beside him.

For some reason, my nose was a little sour and astringent.

"What's wrong with Lele? Don't know me anymore?" Tang Song reached out and held the handle of her schoolbag and picked it up. "Take a computer and a book, right? It's quite heavy. I'll take it for you."

After saying that, he tried a little harder and took Qian Lele's schoolbag off her shoulder.

Her computer is a second-hand notebook made in 2016. It is heavy and heavy, and the configuration is also very average.

Adding to the books and miscellaneous things inside, it is actually quite heavy.

"Brother Song, why are you here?" Qian Lele's lips moved, and his heart was beating "bang bang".

"Come here to see you." Tang Song smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "I remember you said before, let me come to the teacher's apartment to play with you when I have time. You will start school in a few days, right?"

Qian Lele lowered his head slightly and bit his lip gently, "Well, school officially starts on September 1st, and I will move back to the girls' dormitory two days in advance."

"I'm quite busy recently. I just came back from a business trip in Shenzhen. I should be in Yancheng in the near future. I can come to play with me when I have time. Remember where I live, right?"

"Remember." Qian Lele whispered: "Yanjing Tiancheng Community, take No. 31 from the South Gate of Normal University, and you can reach it at 13 stops."

She has checked many times before, and even took No. 31 to go there in her spare time.

But I just walked around the community for a few times and went back.

I still remember the high-end environment there.

Tang Song smiled, holding the schoolbag in his left hand and gently holding her hand with his right hand, "Let's go, I haven't eaten the meal made by Lele for a long time, I'll depend on you tonight."

In an instant, an electric current came from his hands, and Qian Lele's body became numb, "Okay, OK."

Two parallel shadows continue to move forward.

Feeling Tang Song holding his hand, Qian Lele was dizzy.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, and quickly pulled her hand back, pointed to the distance and said, "Brother Song... There is no food at home, why don't we go to the supermarket to buy some later?"

Because she often works, her hands are actually quite rough and not white at all.

Compared with the beautiful hands of Tang and Song, it looks particularly "ugly".

The girl's budding heart is inferior and sensitive.

"Then go to Fuqiang Supermarket." Tang Song showed a memory color on his face, and raised his lips: "By the way to buy some steamed buns and spicy strips."

Hearing his words, Qian Lele was stunned and nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

Looking at Tang and Song beside her, Qian Lele's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to July 15, the second day after she moved into the teacher's apartment.

On that day, she met Tang Song at Fuqiang Supermarket, and the two began to live together for half a month.

On the bustling streets, there are people and traffic flowing.

Her world seemed to be particularly vivid and bright.

…

Come to Fuqiang Supermarket.

Qian Lele did not choose the clear vegetables, but carefully selected some fresh ones in the fresh food area, and even organic ones for tomatoes.

Then I bought some steamed buns, spicy strips and spicy slices.

When checking out, she saw Tang Song taking out her cell phone, she didn't care about her reservations and inserted it directly in front of Tang Song and took out the prepared QR code.

The soft ponytail swept across Tang and Song's chin.

Because Lele's butt was relatively upturned, the two inevitably had some physical friction and collision.

Looking at the young and bright female college student in front of me, I felt her body temperature and touch.

Tang Song couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The smell of Haefeli shampoo and soap mixed with the fragrance of a girl, instantly filling his nasal cavity.

Qian Lele finally found something wrong after paying the bill, and his face instantly became red and hot.

He quickly moved his body away, took the plastic bag handed over by the cashier, lowered his head and put the things in.

"Okay, Brother Song, let's go." Qian Lele whispered, and walked towards the exit quickly with his shopping bag.

…

"Click——" Using the key to open the door lock, Qian Lele gently pulled open the door, "Brother Song, you are advanced."

Walking into the entrance, Tang and Song gaze paused.

I found that my slippers, socks, and sports shoes I bought at Fuqiang Supermarket for 9 yuan were neatly placed on the upper-level shoe rack.

All washed clean.

Especially those pair of sports shoes, because of the poor quality and the daily exercise, the toe of the shoe cracked before leaving, making it dirty.

Now not only is it clean and clean, but the damaged areas are also glued.

The door slowly closed.

Noting Tang Song's sight, Qian Lele felt embarrassed and said, "I don't know if you want it anymore, so I didn't give it to you."

In fact, she had taken Route 31 to Yanjingtian City before, just to send these things and pickled radish sticks.

However, when I saw the gorgeous and high-end community gate, I still didn’t raise the courage in the end.

In the final analysis, she herself understood that she just wanted to meet him.

"Thank you, Lele." Tang Song patted her head gently.

"It should be." Qian Lele took the schoolbag from his hand and whispered: "I'll go cook, Brother Song, you can rest in the living room for a while, and it will be fine soon."

"I'll go with you."

"No, no, it's not a hassle. Moreover, the kitchen is very small, and the two of them can't play it out inside."

After saying that, Qian Lele walked quickly in with his things.

After a moment, she trotted out of the kitchen again.

Put away the underwear that was dried on the balcony.

Looking at her shy and ups and downs, Tang Song's heartstrings seemed to be gently tugged.

Sit down on the familiar sofa.

Tang Song looked around and found that there was no change compared to when he left.

Still clean, tidy and warm.

"Ding Dong--" WeChat prompt sounded.

Tang Song picked up his phone and glanced at it, his expression paused slightly.

【Qingning: "I just finished my business and I will have a dinner with my colleagues later. I am welcome to join me and get to know each other."]

[Qingning: "By the way, Director Jin came to the company in the afternoon. She was in a very good mood today. I even chatted with her and felt a lot of emotion. She was far less indifferent and serious than the outside world. She was super beautiful and very gentle."]

【Lily: Director Jin】

After clicking on the photo, Tang Song's eyes were a little lost.

Although I have seen the female version of [Couple Dress-Yun Fuyu] in the system, it is far less amazing than Secretary Jin when he put it on.

The hem of the clothes hangs lightly, like flowing clouds and water, agile and elegant.

The golden silver thread shines brightly in the sunlight, just outlining her golden-scale figure.

He has a beautiful appearance, long brown hair tied up by a wooden hairpin, and a fair and slender neck.

She has an unspeakable temperament.

It is like a beautiful painting who walks leisurely from the ancient style and ink charm, fascinating the country and floating out of the world.

Looking at her in the photo, her strong possessiveness and conquest filled the hearts of Tang and Song.

This is the complete Secretary Jin.

A UR character, who grew up to a woman who is almost perfect in line with his ideal type under his cultivation.

For him, the big reason for being addicted to the game "Male God Growth Plan" is that he is addicted to Secretary Jin.

She also carries most of his emotions about the game.

It is the paper-based wife he has developed.

Perhaps tonight, he will be able to see her in this state for the first time through his dream, and even have some in-depth communication with her.

"Bang bang bang--" My heart was beating violently.

The thrilling desire made Tang Song feel excited.

...

6 pm.

Shangya Clothing Design.

Li Shumin quickly turned off the computer, got up and ran to Yao Lingling who was sewing clothes.

After taking a photo of her, she said excitedly: "It's time to get off work! It's time to get off work! Let's go quickly, birthday boy! I've ordered the cake and the KTV box for you, gogogo!"

Yao Lingling stopped the work on her hands, "Let's just say, can you stop slapping my ass?"

"Hehe." Li Shumin smiled stole a stinging smile, "Who made your butt so upturned and round, it's really comfortable to pat it."
To be continued...