Chapter 138
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Cong Nianwei's boyfriend's car was a shabby old bike. It was really infuriating to compare oneself with others. Could the IQ of a straight-A student be used to choose a man?
Cong Nianwei sat calmly in the passenger seat under the envious gazes of the other girls. The Cherokee drove slowly to the west gate of QH University.
Chi Hailin looked at Qin Guan driving away with Cong Nianwei. Tears rolled down his cheeks. Didn't we agree to see each other after graduation? Is it really appropriate for you to be so successful before graduation?
Didn't we agree to use our strength to decide the winner? That's against the rules!
On the way, Qin Guan asked the most important question, "What color should we use for the bedroom wall? The floor should be milky yellow. "
"Light green? It's said to help you sleep. Or white? It's simple and easy to paint. "
After Qin Guan finished reading the price of the paint and the painting process, he asked calmly, "How about white?" “
Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan, who was holding the instruction manual and the price list. She laughed and answered, "White then." “
She was supposed to be the hostess's choice, but in the end, she still lost to the man's greed.
Panting, Qin Guan carried the painting upstairs. He regretted not buying a floor with an elevator.
Cong Nianwei tied up her hair and put a small newspaper hat on their heads.
The interior of Qin Guan's unfinished house had been renovated. The kind-hearted workers had shaved the walls with putty and polished them.
Qin Guan touched the wall. It was smooth and not stinging, so he could apply the primer directly.
The roller brush, the hair brush, the ceramic basin, the newspaper and the wooden ladder were all ready.
Qin Guan handed the short one to Cong Nianwei.
They started with one side of the wall. Qin Guan was in charge of the big painting, while Cong Nianwei was in charge of the gaps. Their teamwork was perfect. It would have been even better if Qin Guan had ignored him, who had started to cause trouble after a short while.
Qin Guan was rolling the roller brush on the wooden ladder, looking down at his girlfriend. She had a small nose and curled eyelashes.
As she painted, her eyelashes moved up and down playfully. Stunned, Qin Guan stopped what he was doing.
The paint on the roller brush dripped onto her eyelashes and nose.
Cong Nianwei closed her eyes unconsciously. Fortunately, she had covered her eyes, otherwise the water would have dripped directly into her eyes.
Qin Guan came back to his senses and hurried down the ladder. He told Cong Nianwei to keep her eyes closed. He went to find a towel and wiped her down.
When he found a clean towel, he saw Cong Nianwei standing in the middle of the living room with her eyes closed. The morning sun shone through the window sill onto her feet.
Cong Nianwei's pretty face was covered in white paint.
Qin Guan carefully wiped away the dirt around her eyes with a towel. The wet primer was wiped away like a feather.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Cong Nianwei asked, "How is it? Is it clean? Don't worry, there's no paint in my eyes. I don't feel any stinging pain... "
He didn't speak for a long time. She thought he was blaming himself, but his wet, cold lips were on her lips. She couldn't finish her sentence.
Kissing was the only thing in the world that people couldn't help but close their eyes.
Feeling the dampness on her lips, Cong Nianwei closed her eyes slowly. Only her trembling eyelashes betrayed her nervousness.
Qin Guan's mind was blank. As he wiped Cong Nianwei's eyes, he saw his girlfriend's red lips moving in front of his eyes. He couldn't help but kiss her.
It was like the arrival of love. Don't ask why, don't ask if it's okay.
The young couple had their first intimate contact. There were no flowers, no romantic atmosphere, and no vows of love. Their love had suddenly jumped in front of them, catching them off guard.
Qin Guan was not satisfied. If he didn't do something, he would be an idiot.
He tried to pry open Cong Nianwei's mouth with his tongue, but he was attacked fiercely.
A pure kiss? Cong Nianwei's heart was beating fast. A French kiss? NO! Stop dreaming! How open could you expect a 19-year-old girl to be in 2000?
His second kiss was half successful. It was much more successful than his first attempt at the seaside. Their lips were touching, and they were not far from entangling. The revolution was not over yet. Comrade, you have to work hard!
Like a big dog, he stuck out his tongue, which had been bitten by Cong Nianwei. Cong Nianwei opened her eyes, her cheeks as red as an apple.
Qin Guan didn't care about the pain. He hadn't wiped Cong Nianwei's nose yet. Cong Nianwei looked at him suspiciously.
Qin Guan approached Cong Nianwei with a towel, intending to wipe her nose again. Cong Nianwei looked at him suspiciously.
Pervert, you're playing the same trick again! I won't be fooled by you again.
Qin Guan pointed at his girlfriend's nose and said sincerely, "I didn't lie to you. There is a primer on your nose. I'll wipe it for you with a wet towel."
Cong Nianwei touched her nose and nodded doubtfully.
Qin Guan bent down and kissed Cong Nianwei's lips again. "Ha ha, I said I would wipe your nose, but I didn't say I wouldn't kiss you!"
Cong Nianwei's face turned red again. She picked up the roller and chased after Qin Guan.
"Come here, you bastard! It doesn't hurt when I hit you! … "
The warm spring was about to pass. Did that mean their love would be even hotter?
The two youngsters who were chasing each other were panting heavily, but happiness appeared on their faces at the same time …
When they stopped and intertwined their fingers, the phone rang, ruining the atmosphere.
Qin Guan roared helplessly. Cong Nianwei glared at him, so he answered the phone obediently.
On the other end of the line, Sister Xue was a little hesitant and happy. She told him about a call she had received.
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