Chapter 257 real world

There seemed to be Io’s breath remaining on Wen Qing’s cheeks. He bent his fingers, and his fingertips pressed against the edges of the milk bottle, which stinged a little, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

After realizing it, Wen Qing quickly pressed the corner of her mouth, lowered her head and bit the straw, and said slowly, “You buy and sell strongly, and you also lend usury.”

Io tilted his head and said without changing his face: “After all, I’m not an ordinary person.”

“Eat my food,” he paused, looked at Wen Qing’s tender cheeks, and said casually, “No matter what… sell yourself to pay off your debts.”

Io focused on the sound of the last four words.

It’s not hard to imagine what he wants.

Wen lightly blinked his eyes, bit the straw, and slowly twitched the milk.

The straw pressed against the bottle wall, making a slight twitching sound.

He didn’t speak, but responded.

The next second, Wen Qing felt the strength on Io’s hand increasing, and squeezed his hand hard.

Io: “You are cheating.”

Wen Qing: “???”

Io whispered: “How can I still listen to the class in this way.”

Wen Qing glanced at him and corrected: “You didn’t come to listen to the class in the first place.”

Io raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: “So you deliberately hooked me?”

Wen Qing didn’t change her face: “I didn’t.”

“It’s your own misconception.”

“Wait a while and listen to the Sixiu class to consolidate your ideological and moral foundation.”

Io: “…”

Wen Qing finished drinking the milk in two or three gulps, picked up the phone, and saw the news on the screen.

It’s all news from Song Qiang.

Song Qiang: [You speak! 】

Song Qiang: [Tell me if it’s Io! 】

Song Qiang: [Where is the person? ! 】

Song Qiang: [Is it Io? huh? 】

…

Wen Qing glanced at Io, his fingertips paused, and he typed slowly.

Noticing his expression, Io narrowed his eyes and asked, “Whose news?”

Wen Qing thought about it for a while, then said the truth: “Song Qiang’s.”

“I just asked him if it’s normal for a couple to accompany him to class. He thought I was asking about you.”

He lowered his head and typed “yes”.

Wen Qing: [Yes. 】

Song Qiang: [I knew it! 】

Song Qiang: [Did you see Io accompanying his partner in class? 】

Song Qiang: [Wait, how did you see that? Aren’t you a small class for your major this morning? 】

Song Qiang: [Fuck! I see! 】

Song Qiang: [Io’s target is your students, right? ! 】

Song Qiang’s typing speed was too fast, Wen Qing just answered a question, and the other party threw a few more questions.

Io approached, and after seeing the chat record, he pointedly said: “Someone asked what our relationship was.”

In other words, it’s time to show off.

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and continued to answer Song Qiang’s question: [Well, it’s our professional. 】

Song Qiang: [! ! 】

Song Qiang: [I am Song Sherlock Holmes Conan Jin Tianyi Qiang. 】

Wen Qing: […]

Song Qiang: [It’s your public affairs major, why are you hiding it from us? 】

Song Qiang: [It doesn’t seem right, because I can’t hide it from you, so I told you, I didn’t tell us…]

Looking at Song Qiang’s reply, Wen Qing always felt something was wrong, suspecting that Song Qiang must be 108,000 miles away from the correct answer.

Just as he was about to type, Song Qiang’s video call popped up on the screen.

Wen Qing pressed the connect button, Song Qiang’s big face appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, and the chair in the classroom was still in the background. Obviously, he was squatting under the desk to make a call.

Song Qiang lowered his voice and said mysteriously: “I thought about it seriously just now, Io didn’t tell Xu Fengfeng and me, there must be his own reasons.”

Wen Qing opened his mouth and said slowly, “Actually, there is no reason.”

At first it was hilarious, and later he told Io not to show off, so he didn’t find a chance to confess.

“Don’t lie to me,” Song Qiang paused, his voice lowered, “Is the relationship between Io and his partner the kind that is not convenient to disclose?”

Probably afraid that other students would hear Song Qiang’s voice, so soft that Wen Qing couldn’t hear it clearly, so he could only put the phone to his ear and asked, “What did you just say?”

“I said, isn’t it inconvenient to disclose the relationship between Io and his partner?”

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment. Hua Guo passed the same-sex marriage law a few years ago. Although homosexuality is not the mainstream, it is not the kind that cannot be disclosed.

“Well…”

Wen Qing was still thinking about how to tell Song Qiang that her cheek accidentally touched the phone screen.

The front-facing camera has been turned into a rear-facing camera.

From Song Qiang’s point of view, a classroom scene suddenly appeared on the pitch-black screen.

As if Wen Qing gave him a hint.

A female teacher in her thirties could vaguely be seen wearing a long dress and standing on the podium.

Accompanying the class, inconvenient to open…

Song Qiang’s face changed slightly, and he said in disbelief, “Fuck, teacher, teacher-student love?”

Wen Qing: “???”

He held the phone in front of him and saw Teacher Linedai on the phone screen.

“No—” As soon as he said a word, the video was hung up.

Wen Qing put down the phone in silence and looked at Io.

Io laughed angrily: “Song Qiang, this kid…”

He picked up his phone and clicked on the dormitory group.

Yiou: [My object @wenqing. 】

The dormitory group was quiet for a few seconds, and a message from Song Qiang popped up.

Song Qiang: [It’s over, did I guess right? Io is all about you. 】

Song Qiang: [Are you forced? 】

The message came out for two seconds and was quickly withdrawn.

Wen Qing was silent, the news just now seemed to be sent to him privately by Song Qiang.

Io was silent for a moment, then took a picture of holding hands with Wen Qing and sent it to the group.

The group was still very quiet.

After a long while, Song Qiang’s message popped up.

Song Qiang: [Congratulations, congratulations. 】

Song Qiang: [Brother, I believe, I really believe! 】

Song Qiang: [You don’t need to do this. 】

Io: “…”

Wen Qing: “…”

It still looks unbelievable.

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at Iou, only to see Iou staring at the phone screen expressionlessly.

He smiled and asked, “Are you all right this afternoon?”

Io hummed and asked, “Are you going to beat Song Qiang?”

Wen Qing: “…No.”

“I want to go back to the orphanage.”

Io put away the phone and replied, “Okay, I’ll accompany you.”

Wen Qing was full of classes in the morning, so she took time to call the dean’s mother during lunch to confirm that she was in the orphanage in the afternoon, and only then made an appointment for an online car-hailing.

After eating, go directly to the orphanage.

Because it was a working day, the children almost all went to school, and the orphanage was very quiet.

Wen Qing led Iou directly to the fourth floor, towards the dean’s office.

After seeing the sign in the dean’s office, Io paused and turned to look at Wen Qing: “I’m going too?”

Wen nodded lightly: “don’t you want to go?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, I thought I’d just wait for you.” After that, Io took a step, took out his mobile phone, and swiped his fingertips on the screen as if he was typing.

Wen Qing glanced at him, Io held the phone very high this time, leaned in front of him, and looked at it seriously.

Coupled with the height difference between the two, he couldn’t see Io’s mobile phone screen.

And this time, Io didn’t tell him who he was or who he was chatting with.

The thought flashed by, and Wen lightly knocked on the door of the dean’s office.

“Come in.”

The dean was making tea. She looked up and saw Io beside Wen Qing, and then she moved: “This is?”

Io straightened his expression, nodded and said, “Hello, my name is Io, I’m Wen Qing…”

“roommate.”

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and she said with a smile, “Well, it’s my boyfriend too.”

Io was startled.

Wen Qing smiled at him.

Seeing this, the dean’s mother unconsciously showed a smile on her face. She smiled and said, “Sit down, the tea has been brewed.”

She handed Io the brewed tea, poured a glass of water for Wen Qing, and asked casually, “If it’s a roommate, are you a professional with Xiao Qing?”

Io shook his head and said the truth: “No, our dormitory is a mixed dormitory.”

“Is that so,” the dean nodded, looking at Io’s demeanor drinking tea, and asked lightly, “Are you from Nancheng?”

Hearing this, Io put down the teacup and replied, “Yes, Nancheng Hukou.”

“Having a house and a car, both parents died.”

Wen Qing: “…”

Dean: “…”

After a long while, the dean came back to his senses, turned his head and said to Wen Qing, “I almost forgot, there is a very important document with your aunt Wang, you can help me get it.”

“Okay,” Wen Qing froze for a moment, then got up and said, “I’ll be back soon.”

The dean responded, looked at Wen Qing’s back, and asked, “How is Wen Qing at school recently?”

“He’s a very sensible kid, and I’m getting older, so I can’t keep up with the trend of today’s young people, and sometimes I don’t know what to ask him.”

Io said softly: “Don’t worry, he is very good at school, he eats well every day, and he has made many friends.”

“That’s good,” the dean’s eyebrows stretched slightly, and then the conversation changed, “Io, although I am not Wen Qing’s real mother, I have always regarded him as a biological child.”

“Let me be honest with you, you don’t look like an ordinary family.”

“I don’t mind the gender of Wen Qing’s future partner, but I don’t want him to be deceived.”

Io lifted his eyelids, looked at the dean, and said seriously, “Don’t worry, Wen Qing and I are serious.”

The dean opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but quickly swallowed the words and said, “How long have you been dating?”

Io thought for a while: “One day.”

Dean: “…”

“…that’s quite serious.”

…

When Wen Qing came back with the file bag, Io was no longer in the office.

He glanced around and handed the file bag to the dean: “Auntie Wang has been looking for it for a long time.”

The dean took the file bag and put it aside.

Wen Qing watched her movements and pursed her lips.

It doesn’t look like an important document, as if he was deliberately left.

“What about Io?”

The dean lowered his head and drank tea: “He said he wanted to go out for a walk.”

Wen Qing answered and asked straight to the point, “Did you talk to him?”

The dean smiled and said warmly, “Talked about something about you.”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t say anything, I just hope he won’t hurt you.”

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and said slowly, “He treats me very well.”

The dean nodded: “I know, otherwise you wouldn’t date for a day, so you brought it back.”

Wen Qing didn’t expect that Io also said that they had only been dating for a day. Her cheeks were slightly hot, and she whispered, “But we have known each other for a long time.”

The dean put down the teacup and said gently, “I don’t know Io, but I have seen many children from rich families who are similar. They are all serious at first, and they get bored after a long time.”

Wen Qing opened his mouth, trying to defend Io.

The dean raised his hand and gently rubbed his hair: “You don’t need to say more, I just want you to protect yourself well.”

“Xiao Wenqing is finally in love, and I’m going to start enjoying life. I’m very happy.”

Wen Qing’s eyes were slightly red, and she hugged the hospital chief: “I’m also very happy.”

After chatting with the dean for a while, Wen Qing reluctantly said goodbye and went to find Io.

Like the last time he came to the orphanage, Io sat on the swing near the entrance, but this time no children let him leave.

Io looked down at the phone, his slender legs folded carelessly.

Wen Qing walked to him and saw the screen of his mobile phone.

The title of the browser is very prominent.

【What should you say when you meet your future mother-in-law for the first time? 】

Wen Qing: “…”

He lowered his eyes and saw the answer with the most likes.

[Have a house and a car, and both parents died. 】

Wen Qing: “…”

So just now at the door of the office, Io was not chatting with anyone, but cramming.

Wen Qing couldn’t help bending her lips and smiled, “Do you have a car?”

Io put away the phone and said without changing his face: “I have money.”

“Round up to have a car.”

Wen Qing snorted, hesitated for a moment, and asked slowly, “Then how do you feel now?”

Io raised his eyebrows: “I’m happy, I’m happy to see you.”

“I’m not asking this,” Wen Qing paused and looked into his eyes, “I’m referring to introducing you to the dean’s mother.”

“I just don’t think it’s necessary to tell strangers about our relationship, but telling family and friends is different.”

He thought about it and said seriously: “I like to introduce important people to important people.”

Io’s Adam’s apple rolled, got up and wrapped him around his waist, hugging him into his arms.

“Why do you always talk about love in public.”

“Wen Qing, I’m getting hard.”

Wen Qing: “…”

Io continued, “Want to have **** with you.”

Wen Qing: “…”

His eyelids twitched and he couldn’t help but say, “Are you a beast?”

Io thought for two seconds and asked, “Can beasts have sex?”

“If I can, I am.”

Wen Qing: “…”