Chapter 1385 The Meaning of Tattoos (11)

In the past two days, the wind in Kyoto has been very strong, and the smog is also very serious.

It's not easy to take a taxi at the south gate of the school. After several experiences, Su Yue got out of the dormitory building and went straight to the school gate.

She put her hands in the pink woolen pockets on her body, shrank her neck, wrapped her clothes tightly, and walked forward with her head down.

As he walked, he thought about what surprise he wanted to give Ming Ancheng.

In order to surprise him, she hasn't contacted him since she came back.

She thought that Ming Ansheng should go to work at this time, so she had one day to prepare today.

enough.

What should I prepare for?

After much deliberation, it seems that there is only candlelight dinner. Although it is a bit old-fashioned, if she made it by herself, Uncle Ming would like it very much and be very surprised.

Well, it's such a happy decision.

Su Yue thought of Ming Ancheng's pleasant surprise when he saw the candlelight dinner she had prepared at night, and laughed happily.

A gust of cold wind blew, and she raised her head to look forward.

The little face with a smile was stunned for a moment, looking at a man and a woman walking in front of him, tall and sunny boys, handsome faces, with a shallow, warm smile on the corners of their mouths.

Like the bright sun in this smoggy day.

The girl next to him was wearing a dark blue woolen coat, a dark wine red scarf around her neck, her waist-length hair was loose, and she was holding a few books in both hands. Her whole body showed the temperament of a lady.

Gentle and elegant.

Su Yue looked at them, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her heart.

She paused for a moment, then continued walking.

"Then we will go together the day after tomorrow."

The girl looked up at the boy beside her, and seeing that he was staring at the front without responding, she frowned suspiciously, "Qiao Chen...?"

Then her eyes followed Qiao Chen's.

Seeing Su Yue, a look of surprise flashed across the girl's face, and her eyes, which were still shining just now, instantly paled.

The two faced each other, finally face to face, close at hand.

Qiao Chen prefers white, wearing a white down jacket, with his hands in the pockets of black sweatpants.

He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Su Yue indifferently, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Su Yue also looked at him, "Qiao Qiao."

After shouting, she looked at the girl standing beside Qiao Chen again, thinking of what she called Qiao Chen just now, she quickly opened her mouth to explain again.

Qiao Chen suddenly said at this moment, "Why do you spread so little?"

He frowned, staring at Su Yue's clothes, his soft voice could not conceal his concern.

"Is it less?" Su Yue's nose and face were flushed with cold, she sucked her nose, then stretched out her hand to rub it, the clear nose came out, she smiled embarrassedly, "I'm fine, no cold."

When she went out in the morning, she didn't expect it to be so cold today.

Just thinking about dressing up a bit more beautifully, she showed it beside Uncle Ming.

The driver brought her here just now, and when she got out of the car, she also felt fine, but it seems to be extraordinarily cold at the moment.

Su Yue's mischievous self-mockery made Qiao Chen laugh. His neat white teeth were exposed, and his tone couldn't help showing a touch of pampering, "How much fat do you have to withstand the sub-zero temperature?"

Today's hottest daytime temperatures are below freezing.

"I'm more resistant to freezing." Su Yue said with a smile, and then asked: "Are you going back to the dormitory?"

Qiao Chen nodded, "I just went to the counselor to do something."