She opened the buckle test switch on the storage box and was blinded by bags of pistachios that were neatly packed and exquisitely packaged inside.

"Yes." He Liangyu looked at Hu Qiao's red little hands, "What are you doing?"

Hu Qiao pinched his finger: "Do laundry."

"Don't you have a washing machine?" He Liangyu asked.

"I don't want to use it." Hu Qiao replied.

He Liangyu said "Oh", and girls are always more delicate than him.

Hu Qiao took out two bags from the box: "I'll just take two bags."

He Liangyu frowned: "I have moved it for you. There are wheels under this box, so you can take it away."

Hu Qiao also frowned: "But... I live on the second floor..."

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The little sisters in Hu Qiao's dormitory were severely impacted today.

"What kind of straight men's pursuit is this?" The dormitory chief was speechless. "This box of pistachios is tens of thousands, right?"

Hu Qiao paused: "He didn't chase me."

The girls who just met the rich and handsome guy at noon were very sensitive: "Who?"

Hu Qiao didn't say anything.

"Is it He Liangyu?" someone asked.

Hu Qiao silently dragged her storage box, which was considered a default.

The roommate was shocked: "Mr. He gave someone a box of pistachios?"

The jewelry rose bag was replaced by He Liangyu, who gave Hu Qiao a box of pistachios.

"Can I wind up the news?" asked the dormitory director.

Hu Qiao shook her head into a rattle, and her tone was decisive: "No!"

The dormitory director said "Oh" and put away his cell phone.

Hu Qiao opened the box, took out the pistachio inside, and gave two bags to each person in the dormitory.

"He and I are just friends, this pistachio... I didn't expect him to bring so much, don't tell me."

The girls held pistachios and nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Hu Qiao walked around the place but couldn't find a suitable place to put the box.

"Can I put it on the balcony?" Hu Qiao asked, "I will take it back during the winter vacation."

"Let it go and let it go."

Who dares not let her put the things that Mr. He gave me?

Hu Qiao was satisfied with everything handling. She took off the bag of pistachios, peeled two, and put them in her mouth to chew.

Sweet.

The little girl narrowed her eyes and lowered her head and smiled.

-

When Hu Qiao went out to wash clothes again, the quiet dormitory sounded explosive gossip.

"What's going on? Doesn't He Liangyu have a girlfriend?"

"It's gone, I just broke up a few days ago."

The dormitory ran to the balcony, opened the box and took a photo.

"Hey! Isn't Qiao Qiao not allowed to send it?"

"I won't post it." After the dormitory director finished the photo, he quickly covered the lid. "I have never seen this posture, so I will leave a souvenir."

"He Liangyu really likes Hu Qiao?"

"Can you give pistachios if you like it? Is this obviously a daughter raising it?"

"Actually, it's not certain. If He Liangyu also gave Hu Qiao those things, wouldn't it just to play with her? Giving this might be a bit special."

The door was suddenly opened, and Hu Qiao walked to the balcony to dry with her washed clothes.

In the dormitory, the girls turned around and went to do their own things at their desks.

Hu Qiao stood outside the door and heard clearly what happened just now.

After she finished drying her clothes, she removed several express boxes and covered the storage box.

Perhaps He Liangyu doesn’t understand why Hu Qiao wants pistachio.

This is her little secret, about He Liangyu.

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Pistachio seems to really make people happy.

Even though life has returned to its original state, Hu Qiao is not tired.

There is still no shortage of substitutes around He Liangyu, but the latest one has been a little longer and it has been more than two months.

If he likes it, it's good.

Hu Qiao thought, at least He Liangyu could be really happy.

She has no ability, no qualification, and no courage.
Chapter completed!