If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

An hour before dusk.

Suddenly, the school became lively.

The otaku woke up and planned to come out to watch the girl brag about X.

Girls are no longer afraid of the sun, and come out to buy things and drink milk tea.

At the same time, Mu Xiaoxiao and Zhu Jingyue, who went out to run business, also returned to the home of the dry cook.

The faces of the two were filled with joy.

As soon as he entered the door, he came directly towards Jiang Zhou.

"Boss, the business of the clothing school was won by us, isn't it amazing?"

Jiang Zhou was a little surprised: "Really? It's so easy?"

"The director is very talkative, and he often read our food recommendations before, so we are very welcome to do business."

"Okay, well done, I'll give you a big credit."

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up: "Really? Is there any reward?"

"A reward is an honorary title for a great achievement!"

"..."

Zhu Jing said blankly: "Boss, are you serious?"

"Oh, you want a reward, right? Take this and eat it. You're welcome. Take it while it's cool."

Jiang Zhou picked up a vegetable bun from the table and handed it to them.

This is the lunch that Han Rou brought him from outside, and he didn't finish it.

While it's cool, it means the buns are cool.

Zhu Jingyue was instantly frustrated: "Boss, you are too stingy."

"Then why don't you go to the delivery team to see if there are any handsome guys, bring them back to play for two days, and then send them back to me, just toss!"

"No, we have no interest in them."

Jiang Zhou coughed: "How about...you two take me back for two days, make do with it? I think I'm fine."

Mu Xiaoxiao took a step back instantly: "Hey, you are such a boss!"

"I am dedicated to my employees and I am proud!"

"Forget it, it's better not to have these rewards. It's just that your tall and handsome image, boss, suddenly became short and shy in my heart."

Jiang Zhou stopped teasing them, reached out and took out two red envelopes from the drawer.

This red envelope looks quite thick, and it seems to be packed a lot.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Zhu Jingyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Thank you boss, handsome boss!"

Jiang Zhou snorted: "When you see what Qian sees, quickly find someone to go to Normal University and the School of Clothing to advertise."

Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhu Jingyue: "Boss, in order to repay your generosity, why don't you take us back for two days?"

"Forget it, there's nowhere to put it when you bring it back, the small bed is still in the way, hurry up and go to work!"

"Oh, just work."

The two girls chatted happily and ran out of the office.

At the same time, Han Rou came over and glared at him: "When I tell my sister-in-law, you will be finished' 〃."

Jiang Zhou slammed the table: "I didn't do anything, don't try to frame me."

"Hmph, I didn't do it, but I didn't think too much about it, right?"

"To be with Feng Siruo, I really hurt you in vain."

Han Rou snorted and walked out with a small bag on her back.

"It's good to not have to see the bastard brother after get off work!"

"The bastard's brother is me, who is that bastard?"

Jiang Zhou was talking, and suddenly realized what happened to Feng Siruo.

She and her aunt have been out for a long time and don't know if they have come back.

This girl doesn't even know how to apologize for letting him dove.

Um? You got news?

Jiang Zhou picked up the phone and suddenly saw Feng Siruo's last few messages.

"Will you be okay next time?"

"sorry……"

"I didn't know my aunt was coming."

"grievance \ grievance \ grievance \"

………………

At the same time, at Tingxiang Tea House.

The rockery is next to the pond, and the koi are hidden under the lotus.

Elegant and soft classical music is broadcast in the exquisite small courtyard.

Feng Yiyun and Feng Siruo sat opposite each other, drinking tea and chatting.

But the so-called chat is actually what Feng Yiyun has been talking about.

Talk about things at home.

Or complain about a bad business.

Feng Siruo has always been very suitable to play the role of a listener.

No matter who she is with, she will not interrupt and listen very carefully.

But this time, Feng Siruo's eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

"Si Ruo, what's the matter with you? I've been uneasy since you came here."

"Auntie, I want to go back."

Feng Yiyun almost choked on the tea: "You haven't seen your aunt for three months, and you haven't seen me even when you go back on eleventh. Don't you miss me?"

Feng Siruo was silent for a while: "Aunt, can you send me back?"

"you……"

"I really want to go back..."

Feng Yiyun put down the teacup and sighed slightly: "I see, I'll send you back."

No one in this world can resist Feng Siruo's words.

Because that Chu Chu's pitiful expression and voice are too lethal.

Although Feng Yiyun didn't know why she had to go back.

But in order to make her niece happy, she had to call the driver.

After arriving at Beijing University.

The sun went down, replaced by the moon hanging in the sky.

Feng Siruo first ran to the house of the dry cook.

But when we got there, it was closed.

Then she ran to the small brick building again.

It's not closed here, and the printing presses are working.

But in the entire small brick building, only Su Nan who printed advertisements was there.

"Student Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Siruo looked at her stupidly: "Student Su, where is Jiang Zhou?"

Su Nan was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see it, he should be in the dry house."

"I didn't see it."

"That might be going back to the dormitory."

Feng Siruo nodded and ran out of the small brick building again.

At noon today.

The last message Jiang Zhou gave him seemed irritable.

Said to let her do whatever, and said that she was going to work.

She thought he must be angry.

Feng Siruo stopped and took a breath.

The good-looking Qiong nose has more beads of sweat, and her face is slightly red.

"I am back."

"Where are you?"

"wronged, wronged, wronged"

Feng Siruo tapped his finger and sent him three messages.

Drop drop-

Just then, her phone rang twice.

"Wait for me at the school gate."

"Take you out to play."

Feng Siruo stopped and glanced quietly.

After confirming that it was not a hallucination, she turned around and hurried to the school gate.

At that time, darkness engulfed the sky little by little.

The college students who went out shopping and eating were dreadful.

It was crowded, crowded, and even noisy.

Standing at the school gate, Feng Siruo gradually felt a sense of urgency.

Especially the college students who come and go talk and laugh.

The noisy voices were intertwined and kept ringing around her ears.

Feng Siruo squatted down in a panic, huddled tightly into a ball.

She is like a little white rabbit surrounded by wolves.

His shoulders trembled slightly, and there was a little fear in his heart.

Until a voice appeared in her ear like a hallucination.

"¨. I ran out for a day and dared to let my pigeons go. Now you know you're back?"

Feng Siruo raised his head: "Yes... I'm sorry."

Jiang Zhou hooked his hand: "Go, get in the car."

"Where are you going?"

"Wander around, but you must."

Feng Siruo looked at him: "Are you angry?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "I just think that the first date was interrupted. It's not a good sign, so make up for it before today is over."

"I didn't bring any candy..."

"Today you are candy, and I will eat you later when I get angry."

Hearing this, Feng Siruo panicked a little.

But soon she was relieved.

She knew that Jiang Zhou didn't eat people.

That's just kidding.

Jokes but doesn't get mad at himself.

So she got into Jiang Zhou's co-pilot, her eyes full of curiosity.

"This is your first time in my car?"

Feng Siruo nodded: "Can you spray nitrogen?"

Jiang Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "Good question, then let you experience a realistic version of QQ Speed."

"..."

Feng Siruo opened his eyes slightly.

A short while later, a wild roar of engines crossed the road.

Jiang Zhou slammed on the accelerator and shifted gears continuously.

A total of twelve points for a driver's license.

Last night, Chu Yuwei was trapped in half.

It's fair to use the rest on Feng Siruo.

At that time, Jiang Zhou's mouth raised a wicked smile.

"How are you, are you happy, classmate Feng?"

"happy!"

eh?

happy?

Really happy fake happy?

Jiang Zhou turned his head when he slowed down and turned around.

Unexpectedly, Feng Siruo was really giggling.

Why does he think this girl is a little nervous.

It's terrifying to be afraid of people.

As a result, you are not afraid of driving a car at all? .