Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 20: Who Doesn't Want Tenderness (20)

Of course, writing homework alone is not interesting, Lin Heng thought when he picked up the pen: "It's better for us to compete, who writes fast, is it good to have a high accuracy rate?" "

"Yes." Zong Que replied, "What do you have to do if you win or lose?" "

Since you want to compete, of course there will be rewards and punishments.

"The one who lost... Go out for ice cream at noon. Lin Heng said with a smile, "How is it?" "

"Good." Zong Que agreed.

The same subject work was carried out at the same time, the pen tip brushed on the paper, and the progress of both people was quite fast.

The test paper turned the page, and even when it came to the final big question, both sides did not stop.

When the set alarm rang, the two of their pens stopped at the same time, and Lin Heng turned sideways to look at Zong Que's progress and said, "Same question?" "

"Hmm." Zong Que replied.

"That's the answer." Lin Heng moved the test paper over.

The speed of the answer is very fast, except for the different handwriting, the answers of the two people's test papers are completely consistent, and there is no difference in the formula process of the big question.

The end result is that there are no wins or losses.

"What to do?" Lin Heng looked at the exact same test paper, and the feeling of pulling big with one hand resurfaced, and the sense of achievement was more complete than winning or losing.

But the sun was hot outside, and he asked his aunt to empty the refrigerator and cut off the power before returning home from the holiday, and now he wants to eat ice cream.

"Want ice cream?" Zong Que asked.

Lin Heng nodded: "I want to eat." "

"Let's go together." Zong Que got up and said.

Lin Heng looked up and smiled, "Good." "

In such hot weather, he didn't want to go out alone, but it was different to have someone to accompany him.

The indoor air conditioning is blessed with coolness, but the moment you open the door, the heat wave outside directly swept over, as if stepping directly into the steamer.

Lin Heng's steps stopped, and when Zong Que looked over, he said, "I suddenly feel that it's good not to eat ice cream." "

Zong Que stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of his neck to take the person out of the house, the door was closed, the hand on the back of the neck was withdrawn, Lin Heng's palm was already slightly wet: "I just hesitate." "

"I'll help you lift this hesitation." Zong Que went downstairs.

Everything has already been packed, it is inevitable to go downstairs, rather than hesitate, it is better to simply break.

"Thank you then." Lin Heng regained his composure.

"You're welcome." Zongque Dao.

Lin Heng felt that his palms were not sweating, but a little itchy.

The kind of itch that wants to punch people.

The sun was really scorching, and the two went to the nearby supermarket in the shade, and directly approved some scattered ice cream and put it in the refrigerator.

Even during the holidays, the aunt who lives nearby would still come over to cook at noon, and the two of them took their own showers and took a nap after eating.