Chapter 40 It’s great that I haven’t died suddenly yet

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

Chapter 40 It’s great that I haven’t died suddenly yet

Chen Ziyuan opened the door carefully. The living room was dark. She asked tentatively: "Chaochao, are you there?"

The next second, the surrounding area suddenly lit up, and Xie Mingchao walked closer holding the cake.

"Mom, happy birthday."

"Thank you, my precious son!" Chen Ziyuan was filled with joy. She blew hard on the candle, stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the face. She picked up a fork and picked up a strawberry. "It's still my favorite strawberry cake!"

Xie Mingchao wiped his face in disgust, "I'm not a child anymore, don't kiss me like this."

"In mom's eyes, you will never grow up." She ate several in a row with satisfaction. Then she realized and stopped chewing, "This is milk strawberry. It must be very expensive. It also fills the entire cake.

, are you secretly eating less to save money?"

"It's a scholarship I saved." He placed the cake on the coffee table and took away the number 39 on the cake. "I said I would give it to you before, but you didn't ask for it. You asked me to keep it for myself."

"Chaochao, mom can eat poorly, but you must not wrong yourself," Chen Ziyuan looked at his face distressedly, "You are still growing. Look, you have lost weight. If you are stunted, you won't be able to grow taller.

, no girl wants it.”

Xie Mingchao cut off a small piece of cake and said, "The last physical examination was 183, which is already high enough. I don't want it to be a ceiling. It doesn't need to grow to two meters."

She laughed out loud, and there were already fine lines at the corners of her eyes. "You are so interesting when you talk. Why don't you try to talk more? You used to..."

As she said something, she thought of something and glanced at his expression. The latter's expression was calm, as if he was not disturbed by her words.

That boy caused him unspeakable pain.

Chen Ziyuan coughed slightly and changed the subject, "Has Chaochao prepared any gifts?"

Xie Mingchao raised his eyes and looked at her seriously, "Yes, I hope you will like it."

He picked up the painting covered with black cloth next to the sofa and said, "Open it and see for yourself."

She rubbed her hands and breathed into her palms, "Then I'm going to get started."

Chen Ziyuan lifted up the black cloth little by little, and her eyes lit up when she saw the whole painting clearly.

"It's so beautiful! Which artist did you hire for the painting? This style of painting is very high-end, so it should be very expensive, right?"

Xie Mingchao softened his tone as he remembered the tired Shen Qing's face when she told him enthusiastically that he would definitely like it.

"Well, he is a very good painter, but he doesn't charge a fee."

"Free?" Chen Ziyuan stared at him suspiciously, "You won't betray your lust, will you?"

Shen Qing's gentle words "If I were the first to pick a flower thief, I would pick a flower from the high mountains like you" dangled in his ears, and Xie Mingchao paused.

"No, she is my... friend."

"Ah, have you made friends in Chaochao?" Chen Ziyuan smiled softly, "That's great, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to leave."

She picked up the picture frame, knelt on the sofa, and hung the picture on the wall.

"You have to hang on to it. When you come back every day, you will feel better when you see it."

It was exactly what Shen Qing said, it was framed and hung in the living room.

Chen Ziyuan came back on an empty stomach. After eating two pieces, she felt full. She looked at the rest with regret, "You bought so much and you couldn't finish it."

Xie Mingchao picked up the half-left cake and said, "I'll give some to the neighbors."

She was extremely pleased and said, "It's okay, it can enhance the relationship between neighbors."

Shen Qing was brushing her teeth when she heard a knock on the door. She spat out the foam in her mouth and ran over to open the door.

When she saw the cake for the first time, she opened her mouth in surprise with a toothbrush in her mouth.

"For me?" Shen Qing didn't even bother to pick it up, keeping his eyes on the cake, "Is it your birthday?"

Xie Mingchao picked up her pink toothbrush and said, "It's my family's birthday."

"Is she the woman in the photo?" Shen Qing stepped aside and asked, "Your sister?"

He didn't go directly in. He put the cake and toothbrush on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, "My mom."

"Ah?" She was stunned, inexplicably thinking of the young woman she met before, "Is she the one who always wears a hat and sunglasses?"

Xie Mingchao looked at the foam she hadn't wiped off, touched his pocket, took out a piece of paper and gave it to her, pointing to the corner of her mouth. "Have you seen her?"

"It's true," Shen Qing wiped it randomly, "When I bumped into her before, she wrote a series of numbers, and when I found out it was your WeChat ID, I thought I wrote it wrong."

She asked curiously: "Hey, are you really hiding from someone?"

"That's right."

"Don't worry, I won't mention it to anyone!" Shen Qing promised, patting her chest, "After accepting your bribe, I have to keep it a secret for you!"

"I believe you," Xie Mingchao turned around with his hands in his hands, "Don't eat after brushing your teeth, if you don't want to skip rope in vain."

She looked embarrassed and said, "I won't disturb you again."

Before he left, he added: "You are not fat."

Shen Qing pinched her belly. There really wasn't much fat here, so where was the fat?

Although Xie Mingchao said that she was not fat, a girl's determination to win would not be easily wiped out. She formulated a one-month exercise plan and decided to develop her vest line.

After completing Xie Mingchao's drawings, Shen Qing finally had time to devote her energy to the comics produced by the three of them.

The readers on the APP were already going crazy. It was Gong Xiaoxiao who asked Shen Qing to draw a picture of a character and post it on the app to calm the restless hearts of the readers.

"Eat and drink enough to do great things."

Shen Qing sat down at the table, looked at the barely finished line drawing, and howled in despair.

She sighed while drawing, "I have endured everything I shouldn't have to endure at this age. I have already felt the pain of being squeezed before I even left society."

Shen Qing couldn't remember the last time she slept a full night. When she woke up the next day, she touched her heart.

"Ah, I haven't died suddenly yet, that's great."

She yawned and went to the classroom, and fell down as soon as she touched the table.

Xie Mingchao felt that he had seen this scene yesterday. When he looked at her face, he saw a deeper dark blue.

Apparently she stayed up late again.

When she woke up, it was already the end of the second period.

All the teachers in Class 9 knew that Shen Qing never listened to her lectures. She would try to wake her up before, but later she justly said that she didn’t understand even after she listened. Anyway, she would be fooled in the exam, so she simply stopped caring about her. .

She was woken up by the sports committee member's usual howl.

Xie Mingchao closed the book and looked at her sideways, "Are you finally awake?"

Shen Qing rubbed his eyes and stood up, "Without the sound of the sports committee, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep until school ends at noon."

"Staying up late all the time can lead to sudden death."

"I know, I'll be fine if I finish my busy work recently."

Chapter 2 really couldn't be put off any longer, so she stayed up for another half of the night last night.

He had no idea what he meant: "It seems that Painter Shen Da is very popular."

Shen Qing echoed: "You have really good taste, I think so too."

Xie Mingchao glanced at her, she was really narcissistic.
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