Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Mr. Zhou got out of the car very carefully and changed places with Meng Yutang.

Meng Yutang glanced at the navigation set up by Zhou Beicheng for her.

Go to your home?

Zhou Beicheng nodded and looked at her: Master is in a hurry, I'm afraid he might run away, so I've already asked people to watch him.

Meng Yutang: ...

That doesn't seem to be my concern.

When she was still looking at Zhou Beicheng, he raised his hand and fed her a mouthful of buns.

...

Let's go.

It will take about twenty minutes. The old man should wake up when he arrives. I'm afraid he will run away if it's too late.

Meng Yutang finally couldn't help laughing after Zhou Beicheng emphasized it for the second time: It's the next time if you run away.

Zhou Beicheng: I don't know when the next time will be. But it's okay, I will let you meet him this time.

Meng Yutang started the car silently: Why do you have to let me see him?

Zhou Beicheng fell silent.

In fact, Meng Yutang could have guessed something, stepped on the accelerator and said it himself: Because of my illness.

Zhou Beicheng turned to look at her, his eyes were dark and distressed: We will be fine.

Meng Yutang bent his lips and smiled: It's me, not us. You are fine, you don't need to be involved with such a disease.

Zhou Beicheng was silent, and turned to look at the girl driving the car. She seemed to have gotten used to the illness in her body. Although she had never had an episode, she probably knew very well that her body was not just a common ailment. She was the only one with this kind of existence. It is enough for people to bear it, and there is no need for another one.

...

Zhou Beicheng suddenly wanted to tell her.

He planned his whole life with her. If she wants, they can get married right away without any problem. He is preparing everything. He wants to tell her that he can do it too. He can have what she has, and what she has endured He even wanted to bear it again.

I want to know how painful and uncomfortable those are.

He was never afraid of any pain and sorrow with her, what he was afraid of was that she would push him away.

If that kind of thing can be transferred, he will feel grateful, as long as she is well, he can do anything.

But he still didn't say it.

His little one was sensitive, and he would scare her when he said it so aggressively.

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Meng Yutang only took ten minutes to arrive at the originally twenty-minute journey.

When Zhou Beicheng got out of the car, he naturally took Meng Yutang's hand: I'll drive next time, and don't drive if I'm not by your side.

The way she drives is directly related to lifelessness.

After saying this, he took her up two steps, and Zhou Beicheng realized one thing again: Do you have a driver's license?

He remembered that her birthday was her eighteenth birthday, and then she went to school, where would there be time to learn the car?

Meng Yutang: ...

Meng Yutang looked up at him, his eyes were cold and impatient: Uncle Zhou, you talk more and more.

Zhou Beicheng: ...

Was disgusted.

She hasn't been called that name for a long time.

Meng Yutang left without thinking, Zhou Beicheng quickly took two steps forward to catch up with her and grabbed her hand again.

Before Meng Yutang could shake it off, someone opened the door.

Master.

The servant glanced at Meng Yutang's silently downcast eyes, and didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhou Beicheng responded lightly, with a look of not being close to strangers, and when he was with Meng Yutang, they looked completely different.