Chapter 439: Let's go to dinner together, I invite you

  Chapter 439 Go to dinner together, I invite you

   "Zhi Zhi, the lady at the same table is peeking at you again." As soon as Gu Zhiqi sat down, Fei Jiu in Gu Zhiqi's mind spoke.

   In the past few days, Fei Jiu has said this sentence several times.

  Gu Zhiqi also found that this new deskmate liked to peek at her, but he didn't like talking to people very much.

   Just right, she doesn't like talking to people very much.

  So, this deskmate is pretty good.

He didn't take Feijiu's words to heart, and poked his hand into the belly of the table, and took out a book casually. As soon as he opened the book, a cold and gentle voice sounded beside his ear, "Just now, Mo Weiran came to look for you. is you?"

  Gu Zhiqi was somewhat surprised when he heard his deskmate who didn't like talking to people talk to him.

  Just Mo Weiran?

  Oh, that blond boy seems to be called Mo Weiran.

  After she made it clear, Gu Zhiqi nodded slightly to Qiao Qingshu.

   "It's convenient to know, what is he looking for you for?" Qiao Qingshu looked at Gu Zhiqi and asked, with a hint of probing in his tone.

   "Oh, it's inconvenient." Gu Zhiqi said, returning his eyes to the book.

  No way, really tell this tablemate that Mo Weiran came to her for fortune-telling, right?

  Listening to Gu Zhiqi's answer, Qiao Qingshu was stunned for a moment, then stared at Gu Zhiqi in a daze.

   After a long while, Qiao Qingshu came back to his senses. He glanced at Gu Zhiqi with a slightly complicated expression, then withdrew his gaze, and turned his gaze back to the book.

   However, until the class bell rang, Qiao Qingshu didn't turn over a page of the book.

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  After the bell rang for the end of get out of class at noon, Gu Zhiqi did not leave in a hurry, but took out his mobile phone and began to mend Fu Xiyan's mind.

  There are a lot of people at the moment, she doesn't really want to squeeze with those people, so let's go to lunch later.

  Gu Zhiqi lowered his head and typed on his mobile phone, when suddenly a familiar voice came from the door, "Miss!"

  Gu Zhiqi "..."

   That guy is here again?

   Looking up at the door, he saw a very eye-catching blond hair.

  At this time, there were only three people in the classroom of Class 8, Lu Xingzhe who was still sleeping, Qiao Qingshu who was reading seriously, and Gu Zhiqi who was typing with his mobile phone.

  Mo Weiran's voice was heard not only by Gu Zhiqi, but also by Qiao Qingshu and Lu Xingzhe.

  The three people raised their heads almost at the same time.

   "I'm sorry, sorry to bother you." Mo Weiran said to Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu apologetically, and then looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Miss, don't you want to eat? Let's go together."

   Thinking that there were two other people in the classroom, Mo Weiran couldn't disturb them just because of her relationship, so Gu Zhiqi put away his phone and got up.

  As soon as he reached the gate of Class 8, Mo Weiran said, "Let's have dinner together, I invite you."

  Gu Zhiqi didn't return to Mo Weiran, but just walked straight towards the stairs. Seeing this, Mo Weiran immediately followed up, "If you don't say anything, I'll just pretend you agreed."

   When the two of them had gone far away and could no longer see their figure or hear their voice, Qiao Qingshu and Lu Xingzhe in the classroom looked away.

  Qiao Qingshu's expression was a little dazed, she just felt that her heart was full of loss, but she couldn't find the reason.

  After Lu Xingzhe looked away, he lay down on the table and continued to sleep. After falling asleep for less than ten seconds, he suddenly got up from his seat, pulled the chair away with a stinky face, and then walked towards the outside of the classroom with big strides.

  Qiao Qingshu heard the movement, looked up at Lu Xingzhe, looked at the indifferent and irritable Lu Xingzhe, Qiao Qingshu moved her lips, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

   Until Lu Xingzhe walked out of the classroom, Qiao Qingshu didn't say a word.

   Withdrawing his gaze, he returned his gaze to the book, but he still didn't open a page for a while.

  (end of this chapter)