you are a bit arrogant

Xu Wenyao subconsciously looked at the person sitting opposite Zhou Shengyuan, and then met Qin Xiao's gaze in the steam from the hot pot. Suddenly, she felt a big pot of hot pot soup poured into her mind, and she was suffocated and dared not speak.

Qin Xiao looked out following Zhou Shengyuan's movements, and was also stunned.

The four of them met each other's eyes - they all knew each other.

The hustle and bustle of the hot pot restaurant was about to burst through the roof, Xu Wenyao suddenly had some very bad premonition, and she went to see her uncle again in a panic.

Except for the sudden accident at the first moment, Zhou Shengyuan's face had already calmed down. He took a light breath, as if nothing happened, and spoke in a calm and gentle tone. Holding his mobile phone, he turned to the person standing outside through a French window. The two smiled:

"Yaoyao, have you had lunch yet?"

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Xu Wenyao didn't know how she walked in.She was sitting beside her uncle, stiffly holding the fried crispy meat between her chopsticks.

Zhang Yang followed in muddleheadedly. It was the first time that he had such close contact with Xu Wenyao's uncle. Beads of sweat gushed out from his brow, which was not quite white, as if it was hot or steamed from a hot pot.He clenched his handsome trousers tightly under the table, and followed Xu Wenyao's chopsticks with rigid eyes.

Those who were happy to eat had already put down their chopsticks.Qin Xiao's eyes fell on the bottle of Sprite he drank just now - he probably didn't see it...

It was Zhou Shengyuan who said he didn't want to drink Sprite junk food, but in the end he snatched his Sprite to drink... Is this reason convincing?

...But it seems that no matter how to explain it, it is a bit strange.

The embarrassing atmosphere shrouded the square table with the mist of the hot pot. Among the four people staring at each other, only Zhou Shengyuan seemed calm, and he was still shaving his belly leisurely.

"Yaoyao, don't you like eating hairy belly the most?" Zhou Shengyuan scooped up a piece with serving chopsticks and put it in Xu Wenyao's bowl. Diagonal flamboyance.

"Are you Yaoyao's friend?" Zhou Shengyuan said with a smile.

"Oh, umm." Zhang Yang was flattered and held the bowl to catch his hairy belly, and introduced himself incoherently, "Uncle, no, uncle, uncle, I am Xu Wenyao's back table, and she and Qin Xiao are both classmate."

The classmate Qin Xiao whose name was being read quietly leaned to the side, not wanting to speak much.

Zhou Shengyuan's face remained unchanged, he smiled and said hello, picked up a piece of hairy belly with his chopsticks, and put it into Qin Xiao's bowl calmly.

Qin Xiao looked at the hairy belly in his bowl in a daze.Beside him is his classmate, diagonally opposite is his deskmate, and directly opposite is his own... He closed his eyes, this intricate relationship made him a little suffocated.

Although he knew that there would always be a time to face this day, he didn't expect it to come so quickly, so that people were caught off guard, and he even wanted to dodge subconsciously.

Zhou Shengyuan was also surprised, but after the surprise, he settled down.After all, we have to take this step, and if we come, we will be safe.

Xu Wenyao looked at the hairy belly in Qin Xiao's bowl, wondering whether to say something or not.

It is really magical to meet my uncle sitting at the same table with my tablemate while shopping.It's even more magical than seeing my mother having dinner with the head teacher.

She really wanted to open her mouth to ask how you two got together—no, how did you meet, what's the relationship...why can you share a bottle of drink... She poked the little crispy meat with her chopsticks, her heart was in a mess, A thought popped up in her mind for a while, and then she suppressed it and another thought popped up.

She took a peek at Qin Xiao, then quickly lowered her gaze, and then peeked at Zhou Shengyuan, just in time to meet Zhou Shengyuan's calm eyes, immediately retracted subconsciously, and lowered her head only to realize that something was wrong, why did she dodge, making herself seem like It's the same as the person who was caught in bed—no, she has nothing to do with Zhang Yang!

——Not right!Where did the traitor come from!Isn't it normal for guys to drink a bottle of drink between guys?

... However, Ren Xu Wenyao couldn't come up with a self-justifying argument even if she tried her best.

Why did her uncle and her tablemate, two people who were so different from each other, could gather at the same table so intimately and eat together.