"Jing Bao, you look really beautiful today! I almost didn't recognize the little fairy in you." Qingqing was at the print shop by the school gate to make some copies and happened to see Ying Jing passing by, so she called out to her.
Ying Jing, who had almost walked past, took two steps back and looked at her friend through the glass window.
The next second, she pushed the door open, and the cold air hit her face.
She shivered from the chill.
"What are you doing here?"
"Just printing some materials. It's cheaper here." The school also has a print shop, but it's more expensive. Most students prefer this nearby shop for non-urgent materials.
The shop owner seems to be quite laid-back, simultaneously managing the printing and selling cold noodles and jelly.
Ying Jing swallowed as she looked at the rose fruit jelly in the display case.
"What, just buy it if you want to eat it! It's only a few bucks, and I'm generous enough to treat you."
