While Qin Siyu was collecting the last box of luggage, a knock on the door came from outside the bedroom.She was stunned for a few seconds, ignoring her, and just putting a dress on a hanger into the cabinet.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong
Unresponsive, the knock on the door became more and more rapid, and the palm continued to slap the iron door and made an annoying sound.
The person outside the door was impatient and was useless to slap the door, so he started shouting directly.
Is anyone?Is anyone at home?
Qin Siyu ran into a smiling face that was grinning in his ear when he opened the door.
A middle-aged woman with short hair and thin hair, saw someone open the door, smiling eagerly without any boundaries.
Is it Teacher Qin?, so young!
She knows my surname is Qin?An acquaintance?But I clearly don't know her.
The thoughts in her mind turned around, but she still didn't answer. She supported one hand on the door frame and the other hand still grabbed the door handle and opened the door halfway. Her defensive posture was obvious.
The person on the other side took this silence as a default, and became more and more familiar with it. He opened the edge of the door and pushed a red plastic bag over.
Qin Siyu had never gained her strength, so she asked her to pull the door, and leaned forward in habit. She hurriedly stabilized her body before she could react and was filled with the heavy bag of unknown objects.
The plums in the family are so sweet!She opened the plastic bag in Qin Siyu's arms to seal it, revealing the fruit with redness inside.
Qin Siyu refused as an excuse to refuse: Thank you aunt, this is too polite, I can't accept it, I don't even know you.
Hi, I forgot to say that, the woman stomped her feet and introduced herself, I live downstairs of you, I just moved here today, this is my son, Ji Cheng, and he is also studying at your No. 1 Middle School.
She pulled a boy out of the corner of the side. Qin Siyu noticed that there was still someone hidden in such a small place at her door. She was surprised and forgot to continue to reject the bag of plums she didn't want to accept.
Hello, Teacher Qin!
Under the forced push of his mother, the boy spoke hello. Qin Siyu looked up and saw that he was so tall that he could only see the protruding Adam's apple on his neck when he looked straight, which was a male characteristic.
Going further up, the boy's face was indeed unseen. The bangs were too long to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and a pair of black lens frames were installed on the bridge of his nose. Most of the whole face was covered. The only exposed lower half of the face, the short stubble on his lips spread from the person to his chin, and only the screech lips could be seen from it.
I think I haven't cut my hair and shaved my beard for at least two months.
Hello, classmate Ji Cheng!She nodded to the boy briefly and politely, and asked the woman next to her, "Mom Ji Cheng, how do you know that I am a teacher at No. 1 Middle School?"
I just wanted to ask.
All strangers who have never known each other can understand privacy, which is a dangerous sign for a girl living alone.
She confessed: Oh, that, the landlord, Sister Xiao, told me, Teacher Qin, I will bring him to the door today, and we Ji Cheng, will you help take care of us more in the future?
What grade he is Ah
I am in my third year of high school and repeat the exam. I have filled in the application form this year and I have scored more than 500 points!The woman is busy explaining.
Sliding gear?
When Qin Siyu heard this, he raised his eyes to look at the boy. The boy's eyes that had fallen on her were instantly avoided, and the expression of pain flashed in his eyes.
It is not convenient to ask other people's housework even if it is greeting, let alone not a happy thing.
Ji Cheng’s mother, I teach in the first year of high school!I can't take care of your big baby in my senior year of high school!
Of course, the following words were not said. The 18-year-old adult could not imagine that there would be any inconvenience required the middle-aged mother to explain it specifically.
It’s easy to do with multiple acquaintances. Teacher Qin, you can taste plums. It’s so sweet. We grow them at home and have no medicine!
OK, thank you Ji Cheng's mother
No longer wanting to continue to deal with it, Qin Siyu saw her looking at her gaze and leaning into the room, as if she wanted to go into the room and sit and have a long talk.
She was really tired of dealing with it. She didn't know how to speak and block the scenery in the house through her body, and she didn't go to pick up Ji Cheng's mother's words. Even if she had the desire to communicate, she should be tactful.
Is there anything else?Ji Cheng’s mother?The subtext of driving people.
It’s okay, Teacher Qin, you’re busy, let’s go down.She finally said goodbye with her son.
Qin Siyu closed the door, leaned his shoulders under his crotch, took a deep breath, looking at the messy and trivial things in the room, ready to continue to be busy.
On the stairs across the door, there was a sound of speech that was deliberately lowered but still clearly heard.
Look at her, a teacher, how could she dress like that?The chest and legs are exposed.
Mom, what does it have to do with you? Stop talking about it
You still care about your mother. Did I say it wrong? This allows students to see what they can learn. Fortunately, she is in the first year of high school, so she won’t teach your class.
The sound insulation effect of the old house is really poor.
Qin Siyu looked down at his clothes.
Because the heat had not subsided at the end of August and the high temperature continued, she turned on the air conditioner in her bedroom to clean up the debris.
I casually tied my hair and tied it to the top of my head. I wore a green knitted vest on my upper body. The hem was as long as my waist. It was not a short style. I had a pair of jeans shorts on my lower body, which was as long as the middle of my thighs.
She walked back to the dressing mirror in the bedroom and looked at it from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. Isn’t this a normal dress?
It can’t be because my breasts are too big and deep, which makes her dislike them?
She held the two pieces on her chest and was very satisfied, nodding to herself in the mirror to express her agreement.
Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong
Unresponsive, the knock on the door became more and more rapid, and the palm continued to slap the iron door and made an annoying sound.
The person outside the door was impatient and was useless to slap the door, so he started shouting directly.
Is anyone?Is anyone at home?
Qin Siyu ran into a smiling face that was grinning in his ear when he opened the door.
A middle-aged woman with short hair and thin hair, saw someone open the door, smiling eagerly without any boundaries.
Is it Teacher Qin?, so young!
She knows my surname is Qin?An acquaintance?But I clearly don't know her.
The thoughts in her mind turned around, but she still didn't answer. She supported one hand on the door frame and the other hand still grabbed the door handle and opened the door halfway. Her defensive posture was obvious.
The person on the other side took this silence as a default, and became more and more familiar with it. He opened the edge of the door and pushed a red plastic bag over.
Qin Siyu had never gained her strength, so she asked her to pull the door, and leaned forward in habit. She hurriedly stabilized her body before she could react and was filled with the heavy bag of unknown objects.
The plums in the family are so sweet!She opened the plastic bag in Qin Siyu's arms to seal it, revealing the fruit with redness inside.
Qin Siyu refused as an excuse to refuse: Thank you aunt, this is too polite, I can't accept it, I don't even know you.
Hi, I forgot to say that, the woman stomped her feet and introduced herself, I live downstairs of you, I just moved here today, this is my son, Ji Cheng, and he is also studying at your No. 1 Middle School.
She pulled a boy out of the corner of the side. Qin Siyu noticed that there was still someone hidden in such a small place at her door. She was surprised and forgot to continue to reject the bag of plums she didn't want to accept.
Hello, Teacher Qin!
Under the forced push of his mother, the boy spoke hello. Qin Siyu looked up and saw that he was so tall that he could only see the protruding Adam's apple on his neck when he looked straight, which was a male characteristic.
Going further up, the boy's face was indeed unseen. The bangs were too long to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and a pair of black lens frames were installed on the bridge of his nose. Most of the whole face was covered. The only exposed lower half of the face, the short stubble on his lips spread from the person to his chin, and only the screech lips could be seen from it.
I think I haven't cut my hair and shaved my beard for at least two months.
Hello, classmate Ji Cheng!She nodded to the boy briefly and politely, and asked the woman next to her, "Mom Ji Cheng, how do you know that I am a teacher at No. 1 Middle School?"
I just wanted to ask.
All strangers who have never known each other can understand privacy, which is a dangerous sign for a girl living alone.
She confessed: Oh, that, the landlord, Sister Xiao, told me, Teacher Qin, I will bring him to the door today, and we Ji Cheng, will you help take care of us more in the future?
What grade he is Ah
I am in my third year of high school and repeat the exam. I have filled in the application form this year and I have scored more than 500 points!The woman is busy explaining.
Sliding gear?
When Qin Siyu heard this, he raised his eyes to look at the boy. The boy's eyes that had fallen on her were instantly avoided, and the expression of pain flashed in his eyes.
It is not convenient to ask other people's housework even if it is greeting, let alone not a happy thing.
Ji Cheng’s mother, I teach in the first year of high school!I can't take care of your big baby in my senior year of high school!
Of course, the following words were not said. The 18-year-old adult could not imagine that there would be any inconvenience required the middle-aged mother to explain it specifically.
It’s easy to do with multiple acquaintances. Teacher Qin, you can taste plums. It’s so sweet. We grow them at home and have no medicine!
OK, thank you Ji Cheng's mother
No longer wanting to continue to deal with it, Qin Siyu saw her looking at her gaze and leaning into the room, as if she wanted to go into the room and sit and have a long talk.
She was really tired of dealing with it. She didn't know how to speak and block the scenery in the house through her body, and she didn't go to pick up Ji Cheng's mother's words. Even if she had the desire to communicate, she should be tactful.
Is there anything else?Ji Cheng’s mother?The subtext of driving people.
It’s okay, Teacher Qin, you’re busy, let’s go down.She finally said goodbye with her son.
Qin Siyu closed the door, leaned his shoulders under his crotch, took a deep breath, looking at the messy and trivial things in the room, ready to continue to be busy.
On the stairs across the door, there was a sound of speech that was deliberately lowered but still clearly heard.
Look at her, a teacher, how could she dress like that?The chest and legs are exposed.
Mom, what does it have to do with you? Stop talking about it
You still care about your mother. Did I say it wrong? This allows students to see what they can learn. Fortunately, she is in the first year of high school, so she won’t teach your class.
The sound insulation effect of the old house is really poor.
Qin Siyu looked down at his clothes.
Because the heat had not subsided at the end of August and the high temperature continued, she turned on the air conditioner in her bedroom to clean up the debris.
I casually tied my hair and tied it to the top of my head. I wore a green knitted vest on my upper body. The hem was as long as my waist. It was not a short style. I had a pair of jeans shorts on my lower body, which was as long as the middle of my thighs.
She walked back to the dressing mirror in the bedroom and looked at it from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. Isn’t this a normal dress?
It can’t be because my breasts are too big and deep, which makes her dislike them?
She held the two pieces on her chest and was very satisfied, nodding to herself in the mirror to express her agreement.
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