Chapter 125: When one is poor, even the house is strange; when the roof leaks, even the tiles are scarce

"You say!"

Qiao Sheng calmed down and said.

How should he put it? Could it be that he should tell him that he came back last night, intending to mess with her?

Who would have thought he'd fall asleep?

He usually doesn't sleep well, so how come he sleeps so well when he's next to her?

Shi Lin raised his eyes, looking at Qiao Sheng and said: "I didn't leave last night? I suddenly remembered I still had something to say to you, so I turned back. Who would have thought I called you several times with no response, so I climbed through the window into your room. Who would have thought, after calling you a few times I felt sleepy, and then... I fell asleep..."

Qiao Sheng checked herself and found nothing wrong.

She suddenly realized a problem: that he had seen her current appearance.

"Get out quickly!"

Shi Lin got up and left.

Qiao Sheng called out to him: "My face ended up like this to protect myself; you're not allowed to tell anyone, or else I..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Shi Lin touched Qiao Sheng's fair little face, and the more he looked, the more he thought she looked beautiful now.

But just think how fierce she is.

Shi Lin stopped looking, quickly climbed out the window and left.

Qiao Sheng tidied herself up and went to call Xiao Shitou and the others to get up; she wasn't in the mood to make breakfast today, so they would have breakfast outside.

After eating.

Qiao Sheng saw them off to Feng Ji Private School to study.

As soon as they arrived, they ran into Shi Lin; at a glance he seemed to have just arrived too.

"San Shu!"

Shi Jin happily ran over.

Xiao Shitou also walked over.

Shi Lin rubbed both of their heads, said a few words, then stepped forward to greet Qiao Sheng: "Long time no see."

Qiao Sheng: "..."

How does he manage not to blush?

Could it be because his skin is thicker than ordinary people's?

Qiao Sheng said: "Master Shi, your memory is probably good, right? We haven't seen each other in a long time, right?"

Upon hearing that,

Shi Lin raised his eyebrows: "My memory used to be quite good, but after meeting you, it seems to have gotten worse. Or, you could remind me—when did we meet before?"

When one is poor, even the house is strange; when the roof leaks, even the tiles are scarce.

Qiao Sheng replied with that sentence and then ignored him.

She tidied Xiao Shitou and the others' clothes and said: "All right, go in."

That was when...

Na Lan Ruo Lan and Feng Qingyang walked out from inside.

"Grandma, Grandfather Feng."

Qiao Sheng called out a greeting, and Shi Lin followed suit.

Na Lan Ruo Lan sized them up and said: "Sir, since Shi Lin has come, you don't need to look for Qiao girl; just go directly to him and talk about Shi Jin's situation."

"What situation?"

Qiao Sheng asked curiously.

Shi Jin's head drooped.

Feng Qingyang let Xiao Shitou and the others go in first, then he called Qiao Sheng and Shi Jin to a secluded place to talk.

Na Lan Ruo Lan followed over, not waiting for him to speak.

She began: "The thing is, wasn't there an autumn outing recently? Your grandfather Feng had Xiao Shitou and the others each submit a painting. Shi Jin was the last to turn his in, and he didn't say anything—he hadn't drawn anything at all, just turned in a blank sheet..."

After hearing her finish.

Shi Lin apologetically said to Feng Qingyang: "Grandfather Feng, sorry for troubling you; I'll go find Shi Jin right away!"

"Ask him properly."

Qiao Sheng pressed her lips and said.

Shi Lin said he understood and headed toward the classroom; he went quickly and came back quickly.

"What did Shi Jin say?"

Qiao Sheng asked so quickly because she also wanted to know what Shi Jin's situation was.

Shi Lin gave a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth and said: "He said he can't draw..."

(End of chapter)