Jiang Xu and Guo Hao: "..."

It's so fucking heartbreaking.

After finishing classes in the afternoon, there was no self-study in the evening, and there were no morning classes the next day, so the two went home to enjoy their own world.

Wen Xia started cleaning after returning home, and Qin Mo went to the kitchen to cook.

It was already past eight o'clock when they finished their meal. After digesting the meal, they took their books and went to the balcony to get some fresh air.

When Wen Xia was reading, Qin Mo suddenly reached out and said, "Wife, I want some pocket money."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, looked at him strangely, and asked innocently and curiously, "What do you want pocket money for?"

Qin Mo usually didn't ask her for pocket money, so she felt that he had hidden some private money.

"Buy a facial mask." Qin Mo pursed his lips and said.

Wen Xia: “…”

She knew why he wanted to buy a facial mask. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She held his face with her hands and said with a smile, "Qin dog, I'm kidding you. You're not old, not at all."

Qin Mo rubbed her shoulder coquettishly and said, "Wife, I want to buy a facial mask."

Wen Xia: “…”

She almost died of laughter.

"I'll transfer it to you. Is one thousand enough?"

She picked up her phone and transferred a thousand to him.

Qin Buguai asked for pocket money which was not enough, and after washing her face, she used her skin care products and facial mask.

Wen Xia fell on the bed and laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. Then she took a photo of him getting ready to apply a facial mask with her mobile phone and posted a message: Jokingly saying that he has started to take care of himself now that he is older.

Pan Sen commented immediately: Holy shit, is this Qin Xueba? It really blinds my eyes.

Liu Anan: My handsome cousin is also very handsome at home, roar, cheer for my handsome cousin.

Pan Sen@Zhao Zichuan: The steaming green hat has just come out of the oven, please accept it.

Zhao Zichuan: Sorry, I think the green hat suits you.

Jiang Yan: Ahhhhhh!! Xia Xia, take two more pictures. My handsome cousin has great skin. He can even withstand the fatal shot.

Quan Qiang: Tsk tsk tsk, they are living together now, it seems like Wu Bo is bound to lose.

Wu Bo: Get away from me, you old virgin.

Quan Qiang: Wu is a scumbag, a scumbag.

Winder looked at these comments, his brows ached slightly, and he finally commented: Deleted.

When Wen Xia saw this, her eyes slightly opened, then she stuck out her tongue and forgot to block her father.

Just as she was about to edit it, Winder called and she said weakly, "Dad."

"Well, didn't you go back to school?" Winder rubbed his eyebrows.

Wen Xia touched the tip of her nose and said, "No, I'll go back soon."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then someone said, "Hmm," "Go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, she looked at Qin Mo who was applying a facial mask and said, "I forgot to block Dad."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows, took out his phone to see what she had sent, and said after half a minute: "Wife, my relationship with my dad is not good, and you have contributed a lot."

"I guess I'll be beaten out the next time I enter the house."

Wen Xia said, "It was just a mistake. I won't do it again next time."

When I looked at the space again, I saw Pan Sen @夏的风: Brother, I am a fellow traveler, and I want to say the same thing.

Quan Qiang@Summer Wind: Brother, come and add me as a friend.

Wen Xia: “…”

She glanced at Qin Mo and signaled him to handle the matter.

Qin Mo directly sent a group message in the high school dormitory: The fellow traveler is my father-in-law.

After the group was silent for more than ten seconds, ten "Fuck" comments suddenly popped up.

Pan Sen: Qin Mo, I admire you so much.

Qin Mo replied calmly: No problem.

Pantheon: ...

He wasn't complimenting me.

…

Luo Yan came to B University. Wen Xia went to pick her up after receiving the call. From a distance, she saw her wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt and long pants.

She ran over quickly and called out with a smile, "Aunt Luo."

Luo Yan raised the things in her hand and said, "I think you've run out of your handmade brown sugar. I bought some when I passed by that store while selling newspapers today."

Wen Xia took a look at what she was holding in her hand and felt warm in her heart, but at the same time, a little sad.

People who are not related to her by blood can care about her, but her mother doesn't.

She couldn't figure out why.

She calmed down and said, "Auntie Luo, tell me a place. I'll go buy it myself next time. Don't stay out in the hot sun for too long. You may get heatstroke easily."

Luo Yan waved her hand and said, "I'm used to it. The location of the handmade brown sugar is a bit remote. This store is cheaper than other stores, but it's very pure."

"Besides, I know the boss, so I can save a few bucks. You'll get ripped off if you go there."

Wen Xia saw the sweat on her forehead and took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to her, "Aunt Luo, there's a lot of money. I'll give it to you."

"No need to give me that. I haven't even paid Xiao Yan enough for his tuition."

Aunt Luo handed her the things and pointed to the school gate. "I'll leave first. The newspaper is still at the school gate, and the guard won't let me bring it in."

"Aunt Luo, wait a moment." Wen Xia didn't take anything, but quickly went to the small supermarket to buy her a bottle of water. "Aunt Luo, don't save money on water. It's hot this day."

Luo Yan is a very frugal person and usually brings tap water from home to drink when she goes out.

"I have it, and there's still more than half a bottle. Xia Xia, you drink it." Luo Yan waved her hand, indicating that she didn't want it.

Wen Xia forced it into her mouth and pretended to be angry, "Aunt Luo, you are polite to me, so I will be polite to you in the future."

As if Wend had made an appointment with Luo Yan, he called her in the afternoon and asked her to pick up something at the school gate.

I looked at the handmade brown sugar in my hand, then at Winder in the cab, and suddenly my eyes felt sore.

I spent seven or eight hours just to bring her handmade brown sugar.

Her voice was a little hoarse, "Dad, I'm not a child. I can do these things by myself. You don't have to worry about me."

No matter how old a child is, he is still a child. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried. Wend said in a deep voice: "I will buy it on the way."

Wen Xia couldn't do that. She leaned on the car window from outside and pouted slightly, "Dad, you're on your way, and so is Aunt Luo. Am I so easy to deceive?"

Winder was exposed, pursed his lips, and after a few seconds said: "If you don't have it, call in advance and I'll send it to you."

Wen Xia did not reject his fatherly love. Seeing that he was about to leave, she quickly said, "Dad, don't you want to eat? I want to take you to eat the beef rice set meal at our school. It's delicious, but it's still not as delicious as the food you cook."

Winder still had a lot of things to deal with, and he was in a hurry to get to City B. It took him only five or six hours out of seven or eight hours, but when he heard this, he agreed without hesitation.

As soon as I entered the cafeteria, people looked over here from time to time. After all, Wen Xia was quite famous.

The girlfriend of the most beautiful girl in the mathematics department and the top student in the finance department.

Wend looked down at the clothes he was wearing, ordinary casual clothes, and then looked at Wen Xia who was holding his arm and smiling.

Did he bring shame to his daughter?

After a few seconds, he pulled his hand away.

As parents, we always care for our children with careful love.

Wen Xia looked at him in confusion. Seeing that he was deliberately keeping his distance, she understood everything. She took his hand again and called out three times, "Dad, Dad, Dad."

Dad, no matter what you are like, poor or rich, you are my dad, just my dad.

Just like I am your daughter and you never gave up.

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