Jiang Qingyue could only nod obediently, "I know, have you eaten yet?"
"You eat first, I'll talk later."
"It's too much. I can't finish it. Can we eat it together?"
Zhou Zhengting looked at her and smiled without saying anything, then turned around to get the lunch box.
Jiang Qingyue was completely confused. She was just afraid of wasting it.
Can you be so happy just eating a box lunch together?
Not only that, Zhou Zhengting also conceitedly took off his coat, revealing a youthful sailor shirt with his sleeves rolled up.
Jiang Qingyue glanced at him, lowered her eyes and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
"It's not cold. Are you cold?"
Jiang Qingyue glanced at his legs and said, "I heard that you were the one who brought me here yesterday. Your leg injury hasn't recurred, right?"
Zhou Zhengting rubbed his legs and hissed twice, "Does it really hurt a bit when you say that?"
"Is this true?" Jiang Qingyue was also shocked by him.
Then I heard Zhou Zhengting laugh loudly, "I'm kidding. If it really relapses, are you going to be responsible for me or support me for the rest of my life?"
Jiang Qingyue glared at him unhappily, "You are so unruly."
After dinner, Zhou Zhengting took the initiative to wash the lunch boxes and clean up the house.
Seeing that he was not going to leave, Jiang Qingyue urged him, "When will the door of your dormitory be closed?"
Zhou Zhengting gave her a meaningful look, "Why? Do you still want me to stay and keep you company?"
Seeing her nervous face, Zhou Zhengting smiled and said, "I won't tease you anymore. Go to sleep quickly. I'm leaving now."
Jiang Qingyue hummed and looked at him solemnly, "Zhou Zhengting, thank you for what you did yesterday."
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