MTL - Wear To the High School Days of Iceberg O-Chapter 44

There are many people who come to travel in the ancient town.

Although the weather today is a little better than yesterday, the sky still looks like it will rain at any time.

Jiang Shuyi walked beside Wen Yao, aimlessly.

She stopped and walked, and when she saw something she was interested in, she pulled Wen Yao to stop and take a look.

In contrast, Wen Yao seemed indifferent to everything.

After a while, Jiang Shuyi bought a marshmallow and held it in his hand.

She glanced at Wen Yao, and sent the marshmallow in front of Omega, "Wen Yao, do you want to eat?"

Wen Yao glanced at the marshmallow in Jiang Shuyi's hand, then at the child holding the marshmallow walking on the road, with a calm tone,

"Are you a child?"

"Eating cotton candy is not considered a child." Jiang Shuyi looked at the cotton candy in his hand, snorted softly, lowered his volume and complained softly, "It's obvious that you just wanted to hug and return yesterday." Hey, hey..."

I don't know who is more like a child.

Jiang Shuyi took a bite of the marshmallow, but didn't say a word.

Wen Yao, who was beside her, glanced at her blankly.

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Not long after, the two came to a Chinese restaurant recommended in the travel brochure.

The restaurant is well decorated and quaint.

The lattice windows, wooden chairs, and lanterns on the ceiling look very thoughtful.

Jiang Shuyi looked around the store, and there happened to be a group of people sitting inside.

The group of people also looked towards the two of them.

It was Song Jinxi, Zhou Jingtang and a few classmates.

Zhou Jingtang saw them at a glance, and greeted them loudly through the glass.

"Mr. Yi, monitor, why are you together?"

Before Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi could reply, he said, "Come and sit together."

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao looked at each other and walked in together.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the round table, there were just a few seats left at the table, so he chose a seat on the side and sat down.

"Ah, Mr. Yi, someone is already sitting next to me." Zhou Jingtang said, pointing to the school uniform jacket hanging on the chair.

Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment.

It looked like the guy might have gone to the bathroom or something.

So, Jiang Shuyi nodded, and sat down at another seat, while Wen Yao sat next to Jiang Shuyi indifferently.

Zhou Jingtang and Song Jinxi kept talking about what they had just seen and heard.

At this time, a person slowly sat beside Jiang Shuyi.

As soon as the man sat down, there was a sweet scent of oranges.

Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment, raised his head and saw Yan Jingshu's face.

Yan Jingshu glanced at Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao beside her, then looked away, pulled out the chair and sat down.

"..." She straightened her bangs without saying a word.

After a while, the dishes on the table were all served.

In the middle of the dish is the freshly cooked lotus root soup, and the surrounding dishes are not very spicy.

As soon as Jiang Shuyi took a bite of the fried seasonal vegetables, Yan Jingshu handed the bowl in front of her,

"Shu Yi, can you serve me a bowl of soup? I can't reach it."

Wen Yao was quietly delivering food to his mouth with chopsticks.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the distance a little at a loss, and saw Song Jinxi who was standing and scooping up soup.

"Song Jinxi, it happens that you are standing, can you serve Yan Jingshu a bowl of soup?"

Jiang Shuyi put Yan Jingshu's bowl on the turntable of the dining table, and turned it in front of Song Jinxi.

Song Jinxi glanced at Yan Jingshu's expression, and turned Tang Sheng back.

Seeing her soup bowl come back, Yan Jingshu quietly put a mouthful of soup into her mouth.

After a while, she said: "Jiang Shuyi, it's my birthday soon."

"..." Jiang Shuyi had just picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in his mouth, but he didn't react for a while, and she responded hastily, "Oh, that's it."

"What gift are you going to give me this year?" Yan Jingshu looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment.

"Seeing that you look like you didn't expect it at all, don't you think you're not ready yet?"

Yan Jingshu respectfully picked up the paper towel in front of the table with her index finger and wiped her hands.

"..." Jiang Shuyi took a bite of the ribs with a guilty conscience.

"Obviously I prepared presents for you on your birthday, but you didn't prepare presents for me on my birthday?"

"You're really going too far, Jiang Shuyi." Yan Jingshu looked at her and blinked.

"As a friend, you should give me a gift in return, right?"

Jiang Shuyi hummed with some headache, "I see."

"..."

Wen Yao quietly put the chopsticks aside, stood up and walked to the back of the restaurant.

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After a while, the students at the table began to discuss where they went yesterday.

Places of interest or famous food streets, famous pastry shops.

Zhou Jingtang looked at Jiang Shuyi while talking, "Boss Yi, where did you go yesterday? You didn't even come for dessert."

Jiang Shuyi was drinking soup, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly remembered what happened yesterday, his hands shook, and all the soup poured down on him.

Jiang Shuyi was so hot that he stood up from the chair all of a sudden.

Yan Jingshu looked at Jiang Shuyi's hands that were covered with soup and stood up immediately.

She immediately picked up the cold water in hand and poured it on the back of Jiang Shuyi's hand.

Jiang Shuyi bit his lower lip so hot.

Yan Jingshu checked Jiang Shuyi's hand, and frowned nervously,

"You... you didn't burn your fingers, did you?"

"Ah, I'm fine." Seeing Yan Jingshu like this, Jiang Shuyi was stunned for a moment, and she moved her fingers, "Look."

Yan Jingshu's expression seemed to be relieved at last.

"That's good." She quietly sat back in her seat.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the poured soup in front of him, picked up the towel at hand and wiped the stains on his clothes.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Jiang Shuyi greeted and walked towards the bathroom.

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The restrooms of this restaurant are decorated with a bit of quaintness.

It's just that the space here is small and shared regardless of gender.

After entering, Jiang Shuyi immediately smelled a quaint incense.

Jiang Shuyi walked to the mirror in the bathroom and wiped his clothes.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from behind Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi turned off the faucet, and turned to Wen Yao behind him.

She pointed to the stain on her body, "I accidentally knocked down the soup just now."

Wen Yao looked at the stains on her clothes, and said after a while: "Stupid."

"..." Jiang Shuyi was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't speak.

Wen Yao looked at her wiping her clothes at a loss, and sighed helplessly, she hugged her hand.

"Take off your clothes." She looked at Jiang Shuyi slowly.

Tone is an involuntary command.

"..." Jiang Shuyi didn't know what he thought of, his face flushed red when he saw Wen Yao.

Wen Yao's eyes were indifferent, "..."

As if guessing what Jiang Shuyi was thinking, her tone was cold.

"Take off your sweater and put it on when you don't clean up

"oh oh."

That's what it means...

Jiang Shuyi responded.

Jiang Shuyi pinched the bottom of the sweater with both hands, pulled it up and took it off.

The sweater was rolled up together with her shirt, revealing her smooth and white belly.

On the flat lower abdomen, the well-shaped navel is exposed to the air.

Wen Yao looked at her, her fingers flicked slightly in the air as if caught off guard.

She folded her arms silently and turned her gaze to other directions.

Jiang Shuyi took off the sweater and handed it to Wen Yao, and straightened his shirt.

Wen Yao slowly washed the imprint, "You can make this look by drinking soup, it only shows that you are not as good as a baby who needs to be hugged and fed."

"..."

After a few seconds, Jiang Shuyi came to his senses, this was a counterattack to what she said just now that Wen Yao wanted to 'hug and hello'.

"...You are so vengeful."

Wen Yao turned on the faucet, but did not answer.

Jiang Shuyi knew it.

On the surface, this Omega seems to be calm about everything, but in essence he can hold grudges.

She kept everything in the little book in her heart, and was waiting every day to get revenge when it happened!

After a while, Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi took their wet sweaters and sat back to their seats.

Yan Jingshu looked down at the two people who were seated together.

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After eating, Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao walked out of the restaurant.

As soon as Jiang Shuyi went out, he felt the coldness.

After all, she is not wearing a sweater now, and even the shirt has a little cold water on it,

When the wind blows, I feel like I'm about to freeze.

"Ah Choo!" She wiped her nose.

Wen Yao glanced at her and lent her his scarf, "Put it on."

Jiang Shuyi really felt quite cold, she glanced at Wen Yao, "Aren't you cold?

"Don't forget it." Wen Yao wanted to retract his hand.

Jiang Shuyi immediately unceremoniously took the scarf and wrapped it around his neck.

"I want it, I want it, thank you, Mr. Wen."

"…You're welcome."

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The two returned to the bus one after the other.

Jiang Shuyi took out the clothes stuffed in his backpack, put one on top of his shirt, and stuffed the dirty sweater in it randomly.

She turned around and found that Wen Yao had already sat on a seat by the window, so she followed her and sat there.

"Wen Yao." Jiang Shuyi called her name out of boredom.

Wen Yao didn't answer.

Jiang Shuyi touched Omega's hair a little bored.

Wen Yao glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and turned the pages of the book calmly.

After discovering that Wen Yao didn't say anything about himself, Jiang Shuyi quietly played with Wen Yao's hair again.

"..."

Wen Yao quietly turned a page of the book, but there was no response.

So, Jiang Shuyi grasped her hair aggressively, and played with it recklessly.

Jiang Shuyi carefully held the hanging hair on Wen Yao's right side in his hands, and patiently braided it into a braid, because Wen Yao couldn't reach the other side while sitting by the window, so Jiang Shuyi could only give up.

After half of the editing was done, Jiang Shuyi poked Wen Yao's shoulder, motioning her to look at his work.

Wen Yao took a look at her hair that was braided by Jiang Shuyi, then looked sideways at Jiang Shuyi, "I thought you wouldn't know how to braid your hair."

"Don't underestimate me, even if I want to change my mood and hairstyle occasionally."

"However, this hairstyle suits you very well." Jiang Shuyi smiled.

Although braids can make people feel younger, but on Wen Yao, it feels like a sister next door.

Add a pair of glasses and it's perfect. Jiang Shuyi thought in his heart.

Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi, and continued to flip through the book without saying anything.