If the joy Qin Qi brought her was like a storm, then her own feelings couldn't even be considered a drizzle!
Even quenching thirst couldn't be accomplished with great effort.
Her mind was filled entirely with Qin Qi's face and all the happiness he brought her.
Thinking of this, a sentence appeared in Duan Meng's mind.
"Next time, should I explain it more clearly, so this scoundrel can understand!" Duan Meng bit her red lips and whispered softly.
She didn't notice at all that her tolerance for Qin Qi had unknowingly become higher and higher.
And Qin Qi, meanwhile, had fallen into a deep sleep, completely ignoring Duan Meng's affairs.
When he finally woke up.
Qin Qi stretched lazily.
"It's still more comfortable to sleep without dreaming."
He put on his clothes, got up, and, as usual, went to school with Bai Ying'er.
Just after arriving at school and parting ways with Bai Ying'er, Qin Qi felt a gaze fixed on him.
