1. The summer breeze was blowing gently, and the curtains on the windows were half-covered and fluttering. Chu Tong hurriedly ran over, straightened his shawl hair, adjusted his voice, and then reached out to push aside the slightly moving curtains.
"Hello, classmate, my badminton fell in, can you hand it to me?" Her voice was actually very nice, but she still controlled the ups and downs of her voice, trying to maintain her sweetest state.
Two slender fingers held the badminton that fell on the table, and the other hand pulled open the half-covered curtain with a "clatter", "Is it yours?"
Chu Tong looked at the boy in front of her with joy, but as soon as the man smiled, her face darkened, "Are you Qiao Peng? Why are you here?"
2. Mother Chu pulled her daughter to sit next to her. She looked at the marks on Qiao Peng's face that were stabbed by the umbrella and frowned, "Mr. Qiao, how did you get the injury on this child's face?"
Qiao Zhou frowned and laughed dryly, "I did it accidentally."
After hearing this, Chu Tong looked at Qiao Peng with tears in her eyes. She started crying again, "Uncle, I promise we will never have contact with each other in the future. Please forgive him."
Qiao Peng stared at Chu Tong with his neck stiffened, his haggard face full of grievances, thinking that everything was over anyway, so he didn't care how embarrassing this scene could be.
3. Qiao Peng looked at her and rubbed her hair, "Tongtong, just stay like this and never grow up. I like you like this."
Chu Tong pinched him hard on the arm and said, "Who are you scolding? Was it that I shouldn't have asked that boss just now?"
Qiao Peng stared straight ahead: "No, you asked very well. Just say what you need to say, and my husband will help you with the rest."
Intention: There are three thousand pieces of weak water, just take one gourd to drink.
