Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

I have to say that Lu Yin is very good at it.

If it wasn't for thinking about Mo Ting, Dou Qiaoan really wouldn't mind dating a boy like Lu Yin.

A person like him chases you vigorously, loves you and loves you passionately. He and Mo Ting are people from two worlds.

For a sullen person like Mo Ting, no matter how much he loves you, he will be the silent kind, and he won't show such enthusiasm.

Lu Yin sent her back after taking her to dinner at night.

happy?

Happy, thank you, Young Master Lu. Let's go, slow down on the road.

She turned around and was about to go in, but Lu Yin raised her hand and grabbed her wrist.

What time tomorrow?

No, brother, are you still here?

I said that I want to chase you, so I have to show some attitude of chasing people.

Pfft—I convinced you.

She couldn't help laughing, but this smile was particularly dazzling in the eyes of the other person.

Zhou Beicheng turned his eyes to look at Mo Ting's expression, and then at the two people at the door who seemed inseparable.

From their angle, the two looked like they were holding hands.

But Zhou Beicheng knew that Dou Qiaoan couldn't, but Mo Ting was obviously out of his mind in the middle of the game.

Those gloomy eyes are going to kill.

It wasn't until Lu Yin watched Dou Qiaoan go in and turned to leave that Mo Ting drove the car over.

You, be safe.

Zhou Beicheng looked at his expression and said something.

Hearing nothing, Mo nodded.

The car drove away slowly, Zhou Beicheng turned around and entered.

Meng Yutang was sitting on the sofa waiting for him, and when he came back and looked up, the corners of his lips slightly curved.

I'm home.

Zhou Beicheng nodded and walked over to sit beside her and hug her.

Rubbed against her shoulder.

Meng Yutang asked him with an itchy smile, What's wrong?

miss you.

Meng Yutang couldn't help laughing, and they didn't leave for long.

Zhou Beicheng put his hand on her lower abdomen: Are you feeling unwell today?

No, he is very good today. Maybe he heard your threat.

Zhou Beicheng let go of her, looked at her, and could clearly see the bruises under her eyes.

He was very distressed, but he never dared to ask.

Meng Yutang has always said what he can say, he will take the initiative to say it, and he will not say what he doesn't want to say, even if asked. He made indirect remarks several times, but she always changed the subject.

He felt sorry for her but didn't know what to do if something went wrong.

Holding back what he wanted to ask, he deliberately changed the subject.

When I just came back, Mo Ting saw Dou Qiaoan and that young master Lu.

Meng Yutang turned to look at him: What did you see?

It's far away, but it looks like the two are holding hands.

Meng Yutang said directly: She won't, but it's good to stimulate Mo Ting. If he keeps pushing Qiao Qiao away like this, it's better to let Qiao Qiao let go earlier.

Zhou Beicheng looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

What's wrong?

If we were like Mo Ting and the others, would you be sad if you were pushed away by me and let go earlier?

Meng Yutang looked at him: Are you willing to go this far?

Zhou Beicheng was stunned, and raised his arms to hug her: I don't want to part with it.

Thinking about when she just woke up, he mistakenly thought that she didn't remember him. At that time, his whole heart was really painful. He was afraid that he would not be able to stand seeing her strange eyes.

Meng Yutang raised his hand and hugged him too, and Zhou Beicheng heard her voice after a long time: Even if I am sad, I will probably continue to look for you, I am reluctant to let go.

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When Dou Qiaoan saw this scene when she was about to go downstairs, she quickly stopped her feet and turned back silently.