Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

During the meal, Zhou Beicheng watched her keep adding vegetables to his plate, and couldn't help laughing.

I'm not that hungry.

Then he was stared at.

Meng Yutang put away his chopsticks and watched him eat.

After a long time, he said, Zhou Beicheng, will seeing me make you happy?

Zhou Beicheng paused and looked up at her.

happy.

Meng Yutang probably understood something.

If her existence was a little bit of happiness in his busy life, then she would be happy with it.

She smiled and looked at him: Do you have time tomorrow?

Is he so busy tomorrow weekend?

Zhou Beicheng didn't even think about it: Yes.

Meng Yutang looked at him and couldn't help laughing: Don't want to?

Zhou Beicheng shook his head: You need me anytime.

She looked at him and bent his lips: I'm going to school to watch a football game tomorrow afternoon, will you pick me up when it's over?

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and curled his lips: Okay.

When he picked up the spoon to serve her soup, he casually asked, What ball game?

Basketball game. Meng Ling and Xia Tian seem to like it.

How do you like it?

fine.

Zhou Beicheng didn't know what to think of and smiled: Didn't you say that you are very good at playing basketball?

He also went to various forums and posts in their school a lot.

Meng Yutang looked up at him, and suddenly smiled.

Forget it, otherwise I wouldn't let my junior like it so much. Say yes, brother~

She clearly did it on purpose.

Zhou Beicheng's spoon fell into the bowl all of a sudden, and he looked up at her: What? What junior?

Meng Yutang raised his eyebrows: It's nothing.

Then he raised his hand and brought over the soup in his hand.

Don't mention how happy it is to drink one spoonful at a time.

Zhou Beicheng suddenly felt a heart attack.

Strong jealousy rose from my heart.

What time is the football game tomorrow?

Three o'clock.

Meng Yutang looked up at him, and then emphasized again: Don't come.

Zhou Beicheng:! ! !

Meng Yutang looked at him holding back a smile, then finished the soup and handed him a bowl: I want more.

He looked at the empty bowl that was handed over and took it, and silently filled another bowl of soup for her.

Then put it in front of her.

Zhou Beicheng raised his eyes and looked at the girl opposite. Although he was holding back a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he looked very happy.

He couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile.

He raised his hand to help her brush the hanging hair.

Her eyes noticed the bag she had been carrying around all afternoon.

What's inside?

Go back and tell you.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and smiled, quite mysteriously.

On the way back, Zhou Beicheng turned his head and glanced at her while driving: Are you guys going to hold a parent-teacher meeting?

Meng Yutang looked back at him.

Did he install surveillance around her, as if he knew everything.

It's still early.

It's getting late, there's still one month left.

He needs to prepare. According to the current situation, he must go to her parent meeting.

Zhou Beicheng suddenly thought of something. She said that night that her mother came back to look for her...

He turned to look at Meng Yutang.

Meng Yutang looked at the car window and didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Beicheng turned his head and looked at the road ahead.

Check it out.

The car stopped at the school gate, Meng Yutang turned around and took the bag from the back seat.

Your money bought it.

So it was given to him by himself.

Zhou Beicheng watched as Meng Yutang took out a smoky gray scarf from it.

He had never worn a scarf yet.

Meng Yutang asked Yu Yu to buy it back just because he thought it was suitable at first glance.