Yaoyaoguiyu

Chapter 67

It snowed lightly in the middle of the night last night, and the curtains were opened, covered in white.

A window covers the world, outside the window is ice and snow, and inside the house is as warm as the sun.

Today Poppy was dressed very plainly, she took the only white winter skirt out of all the clothes and put on a white down jacket.

She knew that Zhou Lengqing liked lighter colors.

Before Lu Yao and Cheng Xiaoyi woke up, she put on her clothes and tiptoed to the table, took the mirror to put on makeup.

Standing at the door of his house, Poppy straightened her scarf, opened the mirror app on her phone and took a look before knocking on the door.

The bright and enthusiastic smile on his face stopped abruptly at the person who opened the door.

When Yang Mengxue saw that it was her, she was also surprised for a moment: "Are you here to ask Mr. Zhou so early?"

She saw Poppy for the second time, but her sense of a woman told her that this beautiful and young girl in front of her liked Zhou Lengqing.

Most importantly, who loves learning so much and braved the snow to go to the teacher's house to ask questions? !

Poppy raised her hand in mid-air and slowly lowered it, swallowing the words "Leng Qing" that rushed out, and the cartoon hot water bottle that was covered in her hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the mature and elegant woman in front of him, his thoughts from last night seemed to be confirmed little by little.

She didn't answer, and didn't know how to answer, she just raised the corner of her lower lip slightly.

Yang Mengxue picked up the hot water bottle, but didn't return it to her, and let her in sideways.

Like a hostess.

Yang Mengxue led her across the yard and into the house, followed by Poppy, her eyes fixed on the slippers under her feet.

These slippers were the same pair she wore when she came to his house last time with a sprained ankle.

Poppy looked away, her heart sank little by little.

Yang Mengxue entered the room and called out to the kitchen: "Leng Qing, your student came to ask you questions."

After finishing the words, he turned and said to Yu Meiren who was standing at the door: "This hot water bottle is not too hot. There is a recharger at home. I will recharge it for you."

Before waiting for a response, Yang Mengxue walked into the living room with her hot water bottle.

Zhou Lengqing, who came out of the kitchen with two glasses of milk, was surprised for a moment when he saw Poppy standing at the door.

How long had she not seen him?Why does it feel so strange at this time, so strange that he is really just her teacher, that woman's husband, not her boyfriend.

Her normally carefree character now appears extremely reserved, and she is too humble in front of the seemingly perfect Yang Mengxue.

He put the milk on the table and turned around, but she was still standing there without moving.

Zhou Lengqing stared at her for a few seconds, she lowered her head and said softly, "I don't have slippers."

"You don't need to change your slippers, just come in." It was Yang Mengxue who spoke.

Zhou Lengqing was extremely disgusted with Yang Mengxue's attitude and tone of treating herself as a hostess, and frowned her pretty brows.

Although he was the one who called Yang Mengxue over, her appearance as a hostess still made him feel uncomfortable.

It's a pity that Poppy didn't see his disgust, but took his silent attitude from beginning to end to heart.

Yang Mengxue walked up to her, pulled her in, and warmly greeted her to have breakfast together.

At the dining table, Zhou Lengqing sat on one side, and Yang Mengxue and Yu Meiren sat opposite him.

He took the toast, put ham sausage and eggs on it, and handed it to the poppies without any lettuce.

Poppy watched his series of smooth and smooth movements, which were the same as the morning after confirming the relationship, except that there was another person beside him.

She took it nonchalantly, not in a hurry to eat, but put it on the plate in front of her.

She watched Zhou Lengqing repeat the previous action, and at the last step, she put the lettuce inside and handed it to Yang Mengxue.

Eyebrows lowered, heart sank completely.She finally understood why he had asked himself if he wanted lettuce that morning.

Yang Mengxue was stunned for a moment, took it over, and raised the corner of her mouth: "You still remember that I eat lettuce."

These words sounded unintentional, but they seemed to be intended for the poppies next to him.

Zhou Lengqing didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, took a sip of the milk, and raised his eyelids to look at the poppies who had been lowering their heads.

His hands on his lap were tightly clenched into fists, but his face was still calm.He had to endure the ruthlessness and fickleness and continue to act: "What do you want from me?"

Upon hearing this, Poppies suddenly looked up at him.

so unfamiliar.

Zhou Lengqing looked away, "I have nothing to do and leave after eating, I still have something to do."

Poppy raised her head and glanced at him, was she trying to drive her away?
What are you busy with?Busy with your former fiancée, wanting to renew your old relationship?Then what do you take her for?The spice of a boring life?
She lowered her head for a few more seconds, and when she looked up, there were tears in her eyes, she didn't hide her sadness, stood up "shua", and shouted at Zhou Lengqing who was opposite: "Zhou Lengqing, you are a hooligan!"

In her heart, she had kissed her, had a date, and then refused to admit that she was his girlfriend in front of her ex-fiancee!Then he is not a hooligan.

The poppies rushed out of his house without taking the hot water bottle.

The moment she ran out, Zhou Lengqing got up subconsciously to catch up, but finally restrained his desire to care about her and stopped.

As a bystander, Yang Mengxue has loved him for so many years, so she can naturally see what the man in front of her is thinking about that girl.

She was too familiar with that affectionate look in his eyes.Once, he also looked at her with that look.

It's a pity that she did it herself, and it took away the light that was looking at her from the man's eyes.

(End of this chapter)