Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 311 The Psychic Girl 11 Are You Feeling Poor About Me?

So there will be no activities this afternoon. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Except for the cold wind in the dormitory, other places are still very stuffy. The wind blowing from the playground is hot.

When the school bell rang, everyone got up in a noisy manner. Xiaoyang slowly cleaned up the table and reached out to push back the thick bangs on his head that were covering his eyes for the third time.

Then let’s go get a hair cut after dinner today.

There is a barber shop on campus, but I heard the technology is very poor and it’s not cheap.

If Xiaoyang goes to get a haircut, he probably won't have any food to eat for the whole month, so he decided to just get a haircut in the dorm.

Then he planned to go to the cafeteria to get a potato and a chicken drumstick. The potato was delicious, and so was the chicken drumstick. The lamb smacked his lips as if he had already eaten them.

I spend one dollar a day, and fortunately, Xiaoyang doesn’t like to eat, so I feel happy when I buy a pack of instant noodles from time to time. But skipping meals is bad for the body, so I still have to eat from time to time, and reward myself with a chicken leg when I’m in a good mood.

"Can I go have dinner with you?" Mo Qianlin suggested.

"Aren't you going home for dinner?" asked the lamb.

Mo Qianlin is also a day student. He went straight home to eat at this time in the past two days.

"Things at home have been dealt with. I will eat at school later. Can you accompany me?" Mo Qianlin said.

The lamb couldn't quite understand the logic behind his words.

Mo Qianlin said again, "I don't have any friends here, can you accompany me?"

The lamb's heart softened immediately, "Of course, let's go together!"

"Ok!"

Mo Qianlin responded with an obvious smile on his face.

The two of them walked to the bottom of the teaching building. The sun was still hanging in the sky, but the sunlight at this time was very considerate, and was incomparable to the scorching sunlight at noon.

Just as Xiaoyang was about to walk out, he saw Mo Qianlin beside him take out a black umbrella and open it, motioning Xiaoyang to come in.

The two of them walking on the street like this were quite conspicuous, especially Mo Qianlin, who was just short of wearing black sunglasses, looking like a lamb bodyguard.

The lamb felt very strange. As soon as he got into the umbrella, he felt an indescribable cool feeling. He didn't seem to feel hot in such hot weather.

There is a clear boundary between the shadow under the umbrella and the sunlight. The lamb can feel the obvious difference when he reaches out his hand.

just like……

Is there air conditioning in it?

The lamb reached out and took his hand back, and repeated this two or three times.

When she looked up, she found that Mo Qianlin was looking at her with a smile. She immediately felt a little embarrassed and started to look at the road.

They arrived late, and there were many people queuing in the cafeteria. The window where Xiaoyang wanted to eat was even more crowded because it was a cheap window, so when he stood there, he was already at the end of the line.

Xiao Yang looked at Mo Qianlin standing behind him and asked him, "Do you want to eat here too? I plan to order a portion of potatoes and a chicken drumstick, what about you?"

Mo Qianlin looked at the menu from a distance, and Xiaoyang followed suit. As he looked at it, he smacked his lips twice. Every dish on it seemed to smell delicious...

Mo Qianlin looked back at her and said in a low voice, "I want to eat...your face."

"Huh?" The little sheep looked at him blankly, then realized it and covered his face. Facing his serious eyes, he stuttered, "No, I, I don't have much flesh on my face, so it's not very delicious."

Mo Qianlin's face showed obvious disappointment. "Then I'll have sweet and sour pork ribs and spicy chicken."

The lamb blinked and could only take what he just said as a joke.

The two waited in line for twenty minutes before they could get their meal, then took their plates to a corner to eat.

Mo Qianlin is so outstanding, whether it is his figure or his face, or the legend that defeated Sheng Chi, everyone can't help but look at him.

The combination of these two people is even more eye-catching. Xiaoyang is small and thin, and looks malnourished, with his hair disheveled so his face cannot be seen clearly, but no matter how you look at it, they don't match.

The two of them walked to the corner to block most of the sight.

After taking two bites of rice, the lamb started to gnaw on the chicken leg with relish, and even recommended it to Mo Qianlin.

"This is delicious. You can try it next time."

Mo Qianlin looked at her, then looked at his own dish, "Then, give me a taste."

But the chicken leg in the lamb's mouth didn't look very good anymore. She took some bites of it and it didn't seem full at all.

The lamb seemed a little embarrassed, "How about you eat my potatoes?"

Mo Qianlin shook his head, "I want to try the chicken drumstick."

Then, under the lamb's dull eyes, Mo Qianlin leaned over and took a bite, covering the lamb's teeth marks.

Mo Qianlin: "It's OK, we'll eat it tomorrow."

The lamb's face slowly turned pink, and he stammered, "Well, well... it's okay."

Mo Qianlin took a few bites and passed the plate to Xiaoyang, "I'm full, can you help me share?"

The lamb saw that his plate was not touched at all. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Are you... feeling sorry for me?"

Mo Qianlin's expression was blank for a moment, and then he asked, "Why? Why are you pitiful?"

Seeing that he didn't look fake, the little sheep felt relieved and said, "No, I thought you felt sorry for me eating these, so you helped me on purpose. I don't need it."

Mo Qianlin shook his head, "I won't pity you, I will--"

The lamb was still waiting for him to continue, but he kept silent, as if he was thinking of a suitable word. As he thought about it, his face turned red.

……

After they finished eating, the two did not leave immediately. Xiao Yang was so full that he could hardly walk, so he leaned back in the chair and rubbed his stomach.

Mo Qianlin had been watching her movements and seemed eager to try.

Xiaoyang didn't have any scissors in the dormitory, and she would have to go buy a pair later. After she mentioned it casually, Mo Qianlin asked her what she was going to do.

"I want to get my hair cut. The weather is so hot. I want to cut my bangs so they don't cover my eyes. Then, I'll tie my hair up..."

The lamb stretched out his hand to gesture.

"I'll help you." Mo Qianlin blurted out.

The lamb was a little distrustful, "How could you? No, I can do it myself."

Mo Qianlin walked up to her, lifted her bangs and took a look at her. He was so close that Xiaoyang felt a little uncomfortable.

"I will. Give me a day."

……

In the end, Xiaoyang didn't know why he was willing to hand over the power of Liu Hai's life and death to someone else, who had no experience at all.

Mo Qianlin was too dishonest. With that kind of face, he was acting like a spoiled brat and swearing. How could anyone bear it...

Xiao Yang felt that this was not her problem. In such a situation, no one would refuse, right? !

So the task of cutting hair was put off until the day after tomorrow.

The two of them walked around the playground twice to digest the food, and then Mo Qianlin sent Xiaoyang back to the dormitory and went back.