Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Meng Yutang took it over and looked at him with a smile: Do I need that too?

Zhou Beicheng looked at her closely and said in a low voice, I don't need it now, you can go back and do it for me at night.

Meng Yutang: ...

Zhou Beicheng smiled and raised his hand to hold her hand, leading her forward.

Although the two are not celebrities, their reputations are not low.

You can recognize it if you look closely.

However, due to Zhou Beicheng's aura, no one dared to speak up.

Two people who had never shopped before wandered aimlessly in the street.

Later, Zhou Beicheng deliberately went to see other young couples, to see what those people bought for their girlfriends, and he went too.

Meng Yutang watched him busy going here and there, running around, which was quite interesting.

It wasn't long before she couldn't hold it in her hands.

Zhou Beicheng also mentioned a lot in his hand.

Meng Yutang looked at him and smiled helplessly: I can't finish eating so much.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her: It's okay, you can eat whatever you want, if you can't finish it, give it to me.

As he spoke, he pulled out something like a cup of milk tea, inserted the straw and handed it to her mouth.

They say it's delicious, so you should drink a little too.

Meng Yutang didn't say anything, he knew it well that he couldn't taste it.

She looked at him and couldn't say that she didn't want to drink.

He leaned over and took a sip.

Suddenly startled, she raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Beicheng.

Zhou Beicheng was a little puzzled:?

What's wrong? Isn't it good to drink?

He didn't notice anything at all.

Meng Yutang suppressed the strangeness in his heart and looked at him: No, I'll take another sip.

Zhou Beicheng handed it to her to drink.

She hid it carefully for a while and then looked at Zhou Beicheng: It's delicious, a bit sweet.

She stopped talking and walked forward.

Zhou Beicheng stepped up to catch up: As long as you like it, it's too sweet, I'll change it for you...

His voice suddenly stopped.

sweet?

What did she just say?

She said sweet? !

She never said a word about taste.

and many more!

He looked up sharply.

Meng Yutang stopped and looked back at him, with eyebrows and eyes bent.

Seeming to have thought of something suddenly, he hurried over to grab her hand and walked back.

He raised his hand to touch the phone, but there were too many things in his hand, Meng Yutang thoughtfully took out the phone for him, and called Lu Zhiqiu for him.

Lu Zhiqiu was sleeping late at home. He had surgery last night and didn't go home until early in the morning.

The phone kept ringing, and he picked it up angrily: Who! If you have something to say, don't disturb my sleep!

Zhou Beicheng's voice came coolly from the receiver.

Lu Zhiqiu! Get lost to the hospital! Tangtang and I are waiting for you in the hospital!

Hang up the phone after speaking.

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment and immediately bounced up.

Fuck! Hospital! What happened again!

In a hurry, I started to get dressed.

Hair sleeps like a bird's nest.

I rushed over without having time to sort it out.

When they arrived at the hospital and hurriedly found Meng Yutang and Zhou Beicheng, they saw Meng Yutang sitting on the bed in the consulting room eating candied haws.

? ? ?

He held on to the door frame out of breath.

Fuck! I'm scared to death! What's wrong with you!

Zhou Beicheng raised his hand and grabbed him.

Come and take a look, Tangtang seems to be able to taste the taste of things.

Lu Zhiqiu was taken aback: Ah! Damn it!

He hurriedly prepared to check.

Meng Yutang just sat there and watched them busy back and forth.

The taste buds are surrounded by an unfamiliar sweetness in the mouth.

She turned to look at Zhou Beicheng's nervous and happy face, and couldn't help but smile.