Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The leisurely time passed quickly, and it was time to embark on the return journey.

Yan Eucalyptus returned to the clouds again after an absence of several months, expecting to receive a talk from the instructor. After all, after skipping class for so long and not reporting it, failing the class and other miscellaneous things are bound to happen.

As a result, Yan Yu waited for two days and found nothing. After asking, he found out that Song Sichen had asked for leave on his first day after arriving in Jiangcheng.

The alarm clock rang on time, and Yan Yu sat up from the bed.

Today is Wednesday, and there is a class at ten in the morning. Thinking that he has been absent from class for a few months, Yan Yu still plans to go to it in the last month or so.

Yes, winter vacation is just over a month away, and the first half of the senior year is coming to an end.

When Yan Yu washed up and left the dormitory door, Rong Zhimian was already dressed and waiting for him.

"Don't you have no class today?"

"You don't have any classes, I'll go with you."

Yan Yu smiled and stretched out his arm.

He stepped forward and did not hook Yan Eucalyptus' arm. Instead, he followed Yan Eucalyptus's wrist and inserted his fingers into his pocket.

Yan Yu glanced at it and gently touched his palm with her fingertips without changing her expression. When the fingertips were held, Yan Yu interlocked with him.

"My mother called me and asked me to go back for dinner."

"Then go."

"I may be a little late when I come back tonight, please leave the door open for me."

"it is good."

The two of them walked into the classroom together and sat in the fourth row by the window.

There were not many students who came, and the teacher did not call them by name. He just took a brief look and started teaching.

Rong Zhimian put his hands in the pockets of his clothes and leaned casually, with one leg resting on Yan Yu's knee.

He swayed his feet, his shoes rubbing against Yan Yu's calves, leaving white traces of dust on his black casual pants.

Yan Yu's eyes only stayed for a moment and then turned to the multimedia screen.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class and the people in the classroom had just left. Some of them had not yet left when Rong Zhimian's phone rang.

"Young Master, my wife asked me to pick you up. I'm at the east gate of the school."

"I see."

Seeing that he hung up the phone, Yan Yu patted her legs on her knees, motioned for him to put them down, and said, "I'll see you off."

When Rong Zhimian returned to Rong's house, he was surprised to find that not only his parents were at home, but also the old man was there, and the eldest brother, the second sister and the younger sister of the Elite Queen, who had not been seen for a whole month, were all back.

As soon as he entered the door, his little sister pushed him away, looked behind him, and asked doubtfully: "Where is your wife and my sister-in-law?"

"When did I get a wife?"

The girl rolled her eyes at Rong Zhimian and sat next to Rong's mother: "Mom, kick him out. His wife can't even bring him back, so what's the use of him."

Rong Zhimian: "..."

At this time, the eldest brother and sister-in-law came out of the kitchen with food and greeted the whole family to the table.

At the dinner table, Mr. Rong finally spoke.

"Xiao Mian, I heard that you have a partner?"

Rong Zhimian's heart skipped a beat, and he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and responded lightly: "Well..."

"Is it a man?"

"Grandpa, I like him, I really like him..."

Before Rong Zhimian could finish speaking, Rong's father gave him a cold look: "Why are you so anxious? You don't look cool at all."

"Your father didn't blame you, and grandpa didn't blame you either. Can you tell me what that young man looks like and what's his name?"

"His name is Chi Yanyu."

"Is he that handsome guy in your circle of friends?"

The tips of Rong Zhimian's ears turned red, and he lowered his head and responded vaguely: "Yes."

"Although modern society is open and tolerant, this road is not easy to follow. How is his character? One day you can bring him back to see us as a family. If he is a good character and you really like him, we will not object... …”

Rong Zhimian paused and raised his head. The deep uneasiness in his heart was instantly replaced by joy: "Thank you, grandpa."

"But let's make it clear first that our family doesn't care about family background. I'm not satisfied with his performance and I won't approve of it."

"Grandpa, he's very nice. I think you'll like him."

On the other side, Yan Yu ate in the cafeteria and returned to the dormitory.

Jiang Muyao, who was sitting on the sofa playing games, saw Yan Yu coming back, his eyes lit up.

Seeing that Rong Zhimian did not follow, his expression became even more joyful.

Rong Zhimian must have been called home. Not long ago, Rong Zhimian's mother gave Rong Zhimian a blind date, and Rong Zhimian had no chance of coming back tonight.

Zhang Xintong had been sent out by him a long time ago, and only he and Yan Yu would be here tonight. Thinking about it, Jiang Muyao felt excited again and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

"Yan Yu, do you have anything to do in the afternoon? Do you want to play games together?"

"Why are you playing games every day?"

"No, I was planning to play a round and then go to the swimming pool. Can we go together?"

"You just have time, let's go now."

"Let's go then."

There are many people coming in and out of the swimming pool.

On the edge of the pool, beautiful women are sitting or standing.

In the water, the vigorous figure is like a swimming fish, silky and smooth.

A figure walked back and forth on the track and stood up at the finish line.

He touched his wet hair, took off his swimming goggles, and wiped his face.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, while Jiang Muyao had a dark face. How could it be Song Sichen.

In order to avoid encountering him, he decided to go to his favorite racing track instead of a swimming pool. Unexpectedly, he bumped into one.

Seeing the two of them, he smiled and walked over.

"Do you often come to the swimming pool?" Yan Yu asked.

"Occasionally."

The three of them sat down together, and Song Sichen talked about the follow-up to "Blooming Flowers".

"Director Li said that the post-production of "Blooming Flowers" will be completed soon. If it runs well, it will be released during the winter vacation."

"So fast." Yan Yu looked a little surprised.

"Fortunately, if one section is calculated as forty-five minutes, it is only fifteen sections. On the day of the release, I asked Director Li to send me a copy of the perfected version and we can watch it together."

He looked at Yan Yu with a smile and unconcealable tenderness in his eyes.

"it is good."

"With Yan Yu starring, I naturally want to watch it. You two don't want to watch it secretly. You have to call me when the time comes."

Song Sichen calmly responded: "Of course." As long as you are still in the mood when the time comes.

When the three of them came out of the swimming pool, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon and it was getting dark.

After having dinner together, we went downstairs to the apartment dormitory and found a beautiful woman holding flowers standing at the elevator entrance.

They thought the woman was waiting for her boyfriend here, but the three of them didn't pay attention and pressed the elevator button to wait.

She was holding the flower, feeling a little nervous. She took a few deep breaths and then raised her head to look at Jiang Muchao.

"Senior Jiang, I, I am a new freshman, can I pursue you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yu looked at Jiang Muchao calmly, looked at Song Sichen, and at the same time pushed him forward.

"No, I don't like women, and I have a boyfriend."

With that said, he turned around and hugged Yan Yu as if he had no bones, and lay on Yan Yu's body.

Yan Eucalyptus: "..."

Song Sichen: "..." I really want to get rid of him now.