Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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"No...I didn't!"

"Really?"

Qiao Yu said this deliberately, then took the chalk and applied it to the cue tip.

The gesture of stroking the clubhead involuntarily reminded Sang Zhi of everything that happened at the movie theater that day.

I suddenly felt my cheeks burning and my whole body tingling and itchy.

"Bend down!"

At this moment, Qiao naturally placed his hand on Sang Zhi's lower back, saying, "You have to learn to bend over to play billiards."

Sang Zhi trembled, and a faint blush appeared on her ears.

He's a bad guy, he did it on purpose!

Feeling the sensation on her waist, she pursed her lips.

Turning my head, I saw Qiao Yu's innocent eyes.

Her face immediately turned red.

He immediately turned back, not daring to look again.

My mind was in turmoil.

If I don't let him touch me, he'll probably ignore me for days.

Never mind, it was just a touch, it won't hurt, right?

Looking at Sang Zhi pretending to be an ostrich, Qiao Yu smiled.

It's best to practice backbends beforehand.

To avoid being caught off guard in actual combat later.

after an hour.

After Qiao Yu had satisfied his urge, he finally let go of Sang Zhi, whose body was completely limp.

The billiard hall is crowded and noisy, so it's not easy to touch other areas.

I just lingered on the Canton Tower, reluctant to leave.

When the time came, it was time for the four of them to leave.

I bumped into a girl dressed up in a flamboyant way at the door.

I won't comment on her heavy makeup, but she was wearing a form-fitting skirt suit, which accentuated her figure, and her legs were covered in eye-catching black stockings...

To be honest, it's almost instinctive for men to look at women.

This has nothing to do with lust.

So Qiao Yu couldn't help but take a second look.

Sang Zhi, who was standing next to him, clearly saw his reaction, and her face immediately turned ugly.

I'm just really annoyed.

"Hmph... I can wear it too!"

She snorted and muttered something unpleasantly.

The sound was so soft it was like a mosquito flapping its wings.

Fortunately, Qiao Yu heard it.

"Next time you wear this, I'll treat you to a movie, okay?"

Qiao Yu stared intently at Sang Zhi.

"what?"

Sang Zhi froze, her ears quickly turning red, and her heart pounding.

This bad guy is definitely up to no good!

Then she thought, why not just stop him from succeeding?

The four parted ways at the fork in the road leading to the girls' dormitory.

Qiao Yu had no intention of escorting Sang Zhi back to the girls' dormitory.

This made Sang Zhi somewhat dissatisfied.

She gave him another fierce glare as she left.

On the way back to the dormitory, Zheng Qianli said with a hopeful look:

"Qiao Yu, I feel like Sang, the class beauty, has changed. I found it unbelievable when we watched a movie together last time, and now we're playing pool together again today."

Qiao Yu's lips curled up slightly. "Really? I didn't notice."

"Of course she did! She actually agreed to go to the movies with you! Just the two of you! My God, who would believe that?"

"He probably just agreed casually."

"I think so too. There's no way she'd go to the movies with you alone."

"Yes, I didn't take it to heart."

"I have another question. Why do you spend so much time teaching the same move in billiards?"

"Why do you have so many questions?"

Qiao Yu complained irritably.

Zheng Qianli seemed to be deep in thought. "I have a feeling that something I don't know about has happened."

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45 Qiao Jingjing throwing a tantrum

6:30 p.m.

I invited four people from Lao Zhang's dorm.

Zhou Songqing led everyone to a grilled fish restaurant near the school.

There are eight people in two dorm rooms.

Order two eight-pound black carp, six or seven side dishes, and a case of beer.

This grilled fish restaurant is not far from the school, about a 15-minute walk.

It is one of the "canteens" for dormitory 530's group meals.

Because this grilled fish is particularly authentic... Qiao Yu and Zhou Songqing are locals from Shanghai.

Zheng Qianli's family is from the Northwest, and Yang Zihang can tell from his appearance that he is a Northeasterner. They can't really tell whether the food is authentic or not.

But it's definitely delicious.

Half an hour later, two baking trays were brought out.

The waiter lit the alcohol fuel in the oven and placed the baking tray down.

A large black carp, cooked to about 80% done, lies in a pot of boiling, bright red oily broth.

It was covered with vegetables such as red chili peppers, cilantro, bean curd sheets, shiitake mushrooms, and onions.

Beneath it was a layer of bean sprouts, luncheon meat, lotus root slices, potatoes...

Steam rises, and the aroma of fish is rich.

This made several guys very hungry.

"and many more!"

Zhou Songqing pressed his hand down to stop Yang Zihang and the others from picking up their chopsticks, and took a breath.

"Today we've finally got our revenge! That bastard Li Liang, who gave birth to a son without an anus, is a truly wicked man."

"Whether he was really after Qiao Yu or not, I enjoyed this game, and we actually actually won in the end. It felt so good to get this off my chest."

"But what I want to thank you for is not this, but that you didn't take money to settle the matter privately... I won't say any more sentimental things."

"We were brothers before, and we will still be brothers in the future. If you encounter difficulties or troubles, just call out, and we will go to great lengths for you without hesitation."

"There's no need to go to great lengths for them,"

Old Zhang said quietly, "If you don't have money to share, you can't go to a massage parlor. If you really want to make amends, brother, then offer up the pomegranate flowers."

Zhou Songqing's expression instantly tightened, she wiggled her hips, pinched her pinky fingers, and said in a soft, delicate voice:

"I can advance and press down on the young boy, or retreat and offer my buttocks to the hordes of gay men."

Qiao Yu and Yang Zihang both shivered, their eyes met, and they roared in unison.

"Second Battalion Commander, where the hell is your Italian cannon?"

Zheng Qianli rolled his eyes. "Even my Italian cannon would be rendered useless when I encounter this slut."

The group exchanged glances and burst into laughter.

Qiao Yu only found out later.

The reason why Zhou Songqing harbored such deep resentment towards Li Liang was...

It's because Li Liang once stole Zhou Songqing's childhood sweetheart from a circle of rich kids.

Unsurprisingly, I played with it for a while and then switched to another one.

But it became a thorn in Zhou Songqing's side forever.

Qiao Yu ate until 7:30 pm and left early.

I drank some beer, but not much.

His roommates knew he was "making money," so they didn't force him to drink.