The Moon In My Arms

   Chapter 13 Can't be wasted

  The girl had just finished taking a shower, holding a large basin in her hand, with her changed clothes in it, her black and smooth hair casually draped over her shoulders.

  It is estimated that I can't wait to blow it dry after washing, and the ends of my hair are still a bit wet, scattered on the white collarbone shoulders and the beautiful butterfly bones on the back, and the chest is also slightly watermarked due to the ticking water droplets...

There is no straw hat lab coat in the daytime, and no mud stains on her face. The girl's skin just after bathing shows a natural blush, and her smart eyes seem to be swaying from a clear stream, and her lips are beautiful. The cherries in summer are as tender as green onions that have just been pinched.

  Qiyue is not the type of bright and beautiful beauty, just like the unknown flower on the cliff, she has experienced countless snow, rain, wind and frost, covered with mud and scars, but she is still energetic and sparkling, moving but innocent and unaware...

  Gu Huai probably didn't expect to suddenly bump into such a picture, his expression was stunned, but for a moment, he immediately buckled the phone backwards.

   Qi Yue put down the basin, put on a long-sleeved jacket, and immediately went to get her mobile phone, only to find that she forgot to turn off the video call, but the screen on the other end of the phone was black.

   So Qi Yue said tentatively: "That, Gu Huai...Are you asleep?"

   "Gu Huai...?"

   Just when Qi Yue thought that Gu Huai was asleep and was ready to hang up in disappointment, the screen of the mobile phone finally lit up, and Gu Huai's face appeared on the screen.

  Gu Huai: "I'm here."

  The man's complexion was as light as ever, only the end of his eyes gradually became a touch of crimson...

   From this angle, Qi Yue didn't notice that the other side's ears were red with blood.

   "Oh, I washed it, sorry for the long wait..."

   The girl in the picture has put on a long-sleeved coat, but her hair is still a little wet.

   "Blow dry your hair first." Gu Huai said.

   "No, it will do it by itself in a while!" Qi Yue said indifferently.

   Gu Huai had a smile on his face, but there was no room for negotiation in his tone: "Otherwise, let's talk tomorrow?"

   Qiyue: "I'm going to blow it now!!"

  Why does this person have to pay so much attention to her hair?

  Does his wet hair affect him?

   In order to coax him to have a good chat, Qi Yue could only resign and hurriedly dry her hair.

   When he returned to the front of the video, Gu Huai's expression returned to his usual gentleness, and he patiently said, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

   "There is, there is!"

  Qi Yue turned her back first, then with a wave of her little hand, a large net bag of potatoes slammed into the camera of her phone.

   "Look at the potatoes I planted, how about it?"

   Looking at such a big bag of potatoes, Gu Huai's expression: "..."

   The blush at the end of his eyes gradually dissipated, Gu Huai lowered his eyes and smiled: "It's very good, and the appearance is very good."

   "Let me tell you, compared to other crops, the way of planting potatoes is really inconvenient, and the reproduction coefficient is too low..." Qi Yue has quickly entered the state of academic discussion.

  Gu Huai nodded: "Well, so, Professor Shen's research direction is to solve the problem of potato self-incompatibility..."

   "Yes! This is a subversive innovation!"

  …

   When Song Qiuqiu came back with a late night snack, what he saw was Qi Yue was playing a video with the male **** in the dream of thousands of school sisters, talking about hybrid potatoes...

   Really…

   Fresh and refined!

   (end of this chapter)