Pat Me Please

Ms. Zhao's voice disappeared before Xiang Wan realized it.

His face turned red and he said, "I'm sorry."

Yu Zhou raised his eyes, looked at Xiang Wan who was a little at a loss, glanced at her expressionlessly, and said, "Make a funny face."

"Um?"

"I'll spend a lot of time explaining. I'll forgive you if you make a face." She wasn't really angry, but she really wanted to see everyone make a face.

As expected, Xiang Wan asked her cautiously, "Make...a grimace?"

she won't.

Yu Zhou then raised his hand, pinched her cheek and gently pulled it out, Xiang Wan's eyelashes jumped, his lips were pulled apart, and he looked at her a little funny and a little dazed.

Hahahahahaha, Yu Zhou is happy that the always proud person is made so funny.

Xiang Wan had never been pinched in the face before, so he was stunned and in pain, so he instinctively raised his hand to hold Yu Zhou's.

But the fingertip of his left hand was not taken off, and it was sticky on the back of Zhou's hand, and Yu Zhou glanced at it. A little powder in the white...it's really astringent.

Xiang Wan came to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and lowered his head to pick off his fingertips.

Yu Zhou also let go, watching her roll off her fingertips neatly.

After all, it's the lady of the prime minister's family. This hand is too tender, but it's just a fingertip, which can make her red.

No, this red is very suspicious.

She stepped over Xiangwan and took out a piece of paper: "Wipe."

It won't be the color of the condom.

Xiang Wan took it over, wiped it, the color didn't fade, but it was still very red, and she stretched out her hand to scratch the base of her finger, and it turned a little red again.

"Hiss..." Yu Zhou looked carefully, "Is it itchy, you?"

"A little."

"I won't be allergic!" It has been useless for too long, and I don't know how long the shelf life of this thing is.

She hurriedly stood up, took Xiang Wan's hand and walked to the bathroom: "You wash it first, and see if it's still itchy."

Xiang Wanyiyan came to the bathroom, and Yu Zhou turned on the faucet for her: "Wash it twice more, sometimes I'm allergic to cut yams, so I have to wash it very clean."

Outside, Ms. Zhao was still shouting, "Do you want to eat?"

"Come on, wash your hands!" Yu Zhou responded with a drawn voice.

Seeing that Xiang's handle was wet, he took some hand sanitizer, washed his hands first, and then cleaned his **** carefully.

The left hand hangs down slightly, and the fingers of the right hand are rubbed vigorously one by one, and wrapped again, pulling from the root of the finger to the pulp of the finger.

Yu Zhou glanced at this action, and now he was really guilty.

She looked away, leaned against the door with folded arms, and lamented that some things are really self-taught.

With this talent, what kind of lady is she? How nice to be 1, sweet girl 1, very popular now.

But she thought about Xiang Wan's appearance as 1, and thought it was a bit funny. Laughing and stopping thoughtfully, this farce was a little off the mark, and she realized for the first time that this girl seemed to be quite old when she was in the midst of talking with Xiang Wan.

To put it bluntly, I used to treat myself like her mother, forgetting that she is an ancient person, not eighteen years old in the current sense.

It's not good to be a little girl. Yu Zhou dropped his crossed arms and continued to hug him.

"What are you thinking?" Xiang Wan looked up at her.

"It's nothing, have you washed it?"

"Um."

"Then go out and eat." Yu Zhou took out a piece of paper and wiped her hands.

The two walked out wiping their hands, the innocent Ms. Zhao blushed again, she pretended to clear her throat, and said in a strange way, "Are you willing to come out?"

Glancing at Yu Zhou, she didn't understand why and Twenty-Nine were the ones below, and He Shiba was also the one below.

Eighteen years old, is there any reason?

The more she looked at it, the more she felt that Xiang Wan was forced. After all, a young girl who has just grown up is as beautiful as a flower, what does she know? Don't you just do what adults teach you?

She hiccupped, glanced at Yu Zhou, and stopped talking.

"Mom... don't look at me with that lustful look, please." Yu Zhou was speechless.

"Ahem..." Ms. Zhao cleared her throat for the thirty-eighth time.

Yu Zhou put down the bowl, and decided to say straight: "It's not what you think, she doesn't know anything, she thought it was a glove and put it in the kitchen, so I told her, she didn't understand, so she played with it .And the two of us are really friends."

"Yeah." Xiang Wan nodded.

Ms. Zhao looked at Xiang Wan's eyes, and she was much more credible than Yu Zhou's words, but she didn't want to admit that she was thinking wildly, so she raised her eyebrows and picked up vegetables again, tilted her body, and groaned: "Then what should I do?" Didn't talk about it."

"You better be."

"You two are fine, what the hell, can I invite you to sing for dinner?" Ms. Zhao was excited with her job bowl in hand.

Glancing at Xiang Wan again, he ate his vegetables calmly, oh, it really looked like there was nothing at all.

"You miss her very much? You can live with her." Yu Zhou was angry at her.

Ms. Zhao looked like someone who came here: "You young people are willing to compete in this kind of thing. When you reach my age, you will know these things, ah, young and frivolous love and hatred are not worth it. Mention."

"You see, my mother's first love was my old classmate, Uncle Liu. Do you remember? We all have our own families, and that is also the revolutionary friendship of our old classmate. His son is still my godson's son. Your aunt and I dance in the square every day." Wu, don't have a good relationship."

"What look in your eyes? Let me tell you, the days are still long. You and Changchang may not be able to dance square dance together when you are old."

"I was thinking, she sings well, and she is well-behaved. There are multiple ways to take care of her. It's not that there are more contacts. I just think of it during the holidays. Greetings, in case you get sick in Jiangcheng What, mom can ask someone to inquire about it."

Yu Zhou didn't speak, but buried his head in cooking.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, Ms. Zhao knew that Yu Zhou was upset, so she shut up wisely and didn't mention it.

"Hey." She was very sad, usually when Yu Zhou went home, they would go from a tearful reunion to seeing each other until the third day, and now it was only the second day, and the good daughter had nothing to say to her mother.

She silently changed the plan of staying for seven days to five days.

The past few days passed quickly, and Xiang Wan urgently trained some basic academic knowledge, such as calligraphy with a hard pen. Yu Zhou was afraid that he would have to take notes in class, so Xiang Wan may not know how to write, but he can't use the posture of holding a brush Pick up the pen.

At least the appearance should make the students unable to see the flaws.

Also strengthened the use of ipad, because Yu Zhou has not attended class for a long time, she is not sure, what if it is taught with electronic equipment such as ipad?

Fucked.

On the fourth day, Xiang Wan was going to school, and Yu Zhou helped her pack a small schoolbag and brought a water bottle like an old mother.

Ms. Zhao swept the cabinet with a feather duster and looked at it with contempt: "Where is anyone bringing water bottles for children now?"

"Ah? Don't you want to bring it?"

"What kind of dubbing studio does she have, doesn't she have mineral water?"

"Oh, it seems there is." But she has never trained Xiang Wan to use the vending machine, so let's bring it.

Seeing that it was about time, he bid farewell to Ms. Zhao and took Xiang Wan downstairs, saying that he would teach Xiang Wan how to ride the subway.

"It's inexplicable," Ms. Zhao watched as they closed the door and went out, and muttered, "How come they are like gourd babies who have just grown up and can't do anything?"

"Hey, did you bring your lunch box?" Ms. Zhao called out the door.

"Bring it!"

I arrived at Tianyin Building 20 minutes earlier, and met Su Chang downstairs, holding a cup of iced coffee as usual, talking with a male friend in the lobby.

Seeing Yu Zhou and Xiang Wan, she nodded and said hello, then smiled at the people in front of her. The male friend went upstairs first, and Su Chang didn't leave. She stood there waiting for them, drinking a sip of coffee.

Yu Zhou and Xiang Wan went over and took a closer look. Su Chang was wearing the one he bought at the shopping mall that day, and Xiang Wan was also wearing new clothes.

The white shirt and white long skirt are the main styles of the same brand for the same season. They have similar designs, and they look like couples' outfits.

Yu Zhou thought of the rumors on the Internet and felt a little bad.

Su Chang asked her: "Since you're here, do you want to sit up for a while?"

Yu Zhou still had some things to tell Xiang Wan, so he followed him to the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, she said to Xiang Wan: "I brought you a lunch box, but you can see how your classmates eat at noon. If you eat your own, you can take out the box lunch and eat it. The microwave oven will be used this time. ,right?"

"If all the students go to the cafeteria downstairs to eat, you will be together. Don't be special."

Xiang Wan nodded and wrote down, Su Chang was listening, raising one eyebrow, as if wondering where she came from.

Seeing her eyes, Yu Zhou explained: "I used to be like this at work. I didn't eat with my colleagues. My colleagues said I didn't fit in and dissed me behind my back."

Su Chang was a little surprised, he hesitated to speak, and finally said softly: "Why haven't I heard you say it before."

"Didn't I say that?" Yu Zhou was taken aback, "I don't remember."

Su Chang lowered his eyes and didn't speak again.

When the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, Su Chang walked out first, Xiang Wan and Yu Zhou walked behind, there were already a few students in the lounge, seeing Su Chang, I was a little nervous, but they were all adults, and they would not be nervous She showed too much, and called out generously: "Teacher Su."

And someone who was acquainted with her before, smiled and called her: "Sister Chang."

Su Chang greeted with a faint smile: "Good morning."

Some students turned their attention to Xiang Wan who was half a step behind her.

Yu Zhou was very vigilant, watching to see if there were any evil drug-addicted chickens mixed in.

It is true that some people looked at it twice, but the two-dimensional and three-dimensional are different after all. Even if bleeding occurs in the two-dimensional, the three-dimensional is just smiling on the surface, and screaming in the heart.

It was not easy for Yu Zhou to judge what kind of smile Auntie was laughing at, so he gave up and said to Xiang Wan, "Come on, send me a WeChat message if you have anything to do."

With so many people here, she won't stay any longer.

"Yeah." Xiang Wan stood facing her, but didn't move.

Yu Zhou looked up at her.

Xiang Wan said, "You go to the elevator first, okay?" She remembered Yu Zhou's instructions, and replaced "okay" with "okay".

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Xiang Wan looked at her back, with her pockets in her pockets, her shoulders swaying slightly, walking like she didn't care about anything.

Feeling empty, Xiang Wan felt.