Qiao Qiao looked at Qin Shaonan, "…"
Did Qin Instructor really say these words?
It felt like an illusion!
But the person in front of her reminded her clearly, no, this wasn't an illusion, the words were indeed spoken by Qin Instructor.
Qin Shaonan lowered his head, looking at Qiao Qiao for a while.
Qiao Qiao noticed his scabbed thin lips, and couldn't help but take another look. Was it her who bit him?
No way?
Could she have gotten so close to him?
Qin Shaonan looked away, took off his black tracksuit jacket, "Stand straight."
Qiao Qiao stood up straight, away from the cold wall.
Qin Shaonan draped the jacket over Qiao Qiao, leaned down, fastened the zipper, gave a hard pull, zipped it up, and then turned and walked away.
Qiao Qiao lowered her head, able to smell the pleasant scent on his clothes, his scent.
In the elevator, Qiao Qiao glanced at Qin Shaonan, "How did you know I was there?"
Qin Shaonan, "Just happened to."
Was it really just a coincidence?
