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WBQ's Story Chapter 36

 Bo Qian took the empty lunch box and walked to the classroom.


There are two empty lunch boxes, one is hers, and the other is Qiao Ting’s. Bo Yun came to give lunch to his girlfriend, and also ‘gave’ one to his sister. This lunch box would be taken home and washed by his sister.


Anyway, she became the lightbulb and she would not dare to say this to them for fear of not having delicious lunch box on the next day!


Stepping on the stairs, she unexpectedly met Tang Yu Shu.


The satisfied smile was suddenly pulled down and she put on a stinky face, pretending the she did not see this person.


As she passed by, her chest was a little itchy.


Looking down, Bo Qian did not know what had been put in her breast pocket. His movements were silent, as if he was a martial arts expert.


Bo Qian pulled out a piece of paper that was rolled into a cylindrical shape, just like the paper she used to stuff into Tang Yu Shu’s trouser pocket when he passed by her seat.


With a raised brow, she unfolded the note.


-- Do you want to eat pasta?


Can she swear?


Why does he keep on mentioning pasta?


Why does he keep on asking her is she wants to eat pasta?


Does he want her to fight with Teacher Su at the same table?


She threw away the note without mercy.


When school was over, she and Qiao Ting got on the school bus together. When they were talking and laughing together, they suddenly heard their classmates shout in surprise.


“Teacher Tang is behind.”


Several classmates immediately squeezed to the back of the school bus. They saw Tang Yu Shu riding a motorcycle about 20 meters away from the school bus.


The students waved their hands to Teacher Tang desperately, but of course, Tang Yu Shu, who is known as a cold-faced teacher, did not even raise his head, let alone respond.


“Where is Teacher Tang going?”


“Who knows.”


“Isn’t he going back to the school where he studies?”


“Is this the way back to that school?”


Everyone was chatting.


Full of curiosity, Qiao Ting looked back restlessly.


“What are you doing?” Bo Qian pulled the inattentive Qiao Ting.


“They said that Teacher Tang was behind.”


“So what?”


Qiao Ting pouted slightly, obediently facing forward when she heard the irritation from Bo Qian’s tone.


“I mean, would you want to see…”


“I’m not interested in him anymore.” Bo Qian said flatly.


“Don’t you like him?”


“Yes.”


“That…” Qiao Ting stopped talking.


“Then what?”


“Do you want to eat pasta tonight?”


Bo Qian was stunned, “What kind of pasta?”


Why did Qiao Ting mention pasta?”


“Actually, I received this.” Qiao Ting looked around alertly, making sure that no one was paying attention to their conversation, and then took out a note from the small pocket of her bag. “The note asked me if you want to eat pasta.”


Bo Qian’s heart beat fastened and she lowered her voice, “Did Teacher Tang gave it to you?”


Qiao Ting nodded frantically, showing a happy expression, “You are so amazing! How did you know?”


“Why did he give you a note?”


“I don’t know.” Qiao Ting’s eye widened. “When I went back to the classroom after the physical education class in the afternoon, I met Teacher Tang and he suddenly gave it to me. I thought that he was giving me a love letter and scared me to death. I was afraid of being killed by your brother. Fortunately, I thought too much. This should be for you.”


Qiao Ting stuffed the note into Bo Qian’s hand.


“Does the teacher want to date you?” Qiao Ting’s tone was full of excitement, as if she was the person being invited.


Bo Qian immediately crumpled the note into a small ball, and Qiao Ting’s jaw dropped in shock.

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