Siheyuan: After traveling through time, who can still be an honest person?

"No, you can't get married, and you can't have children." Zhou Hanjie shouted.

"Why can't you get married and have kids?"

Cao Yue smiled and said, "You haven't heard that the ultimate destination of love is marriage, and children are the fruit of love!"

"Love without marriage will die without a burial place!"

"The elders also warned us that dating without the intention of getting married is just hooliganism!"

"Senior Zhou, you are a college student, how can your ideological level be so low!"

Zhou Hanjie was stunned. Such profound words actually came from the mouth of a junior high school student?

On second thought, I must have heard it from someone else.

"Don't get me wrong. What I mean is that you don't know each other well enough now, so there's no need to rush into marriage," Zhou Hanjie said.

Cao Yue shook his head: "Senior Zhou, I don't agree with what you said."

"I am very serious about relationships. As long as I find the right person, I have already named my son and daughter over a dozen times."

"More than a dozen?" Zhou Hanjie was dumbfounded.

The next second, he caught the grammatical error in the words and asked:

"Comrade Cao Yue, what do you think Su Rong is? Your reproductive tool? I think what you just said is all high-sounding lies!"

"I don't want to, but I have no choice. My Cao family has been a single-line family for nine generations. My father's generation had three brothers, but my eldest uncle and second uncle unfortunately died heroically, leaving me as the only child."

"I'm not doing this for myself, but for the family heritage."

Seeing that Zhou Hanjie was extremely angry, Cao Yue decided to tease him again.

Let him understand the consequences of poaching other people's talents.

Zhou Hanjie rebuked confidently: "Comrade Cao Yue, I don't quite agree with your point of view. Your thinking is too narrow. Women are not meant to carry on your family line..."

"Student Su Rong is here!"

Before Zhou Hanjie could finish his words, he heard someone shouting, which immediately caused a commotion outside.

The onlookers made way for her and Su Rong ran over breathlessly.

"Xiao Yue, are you okay?" Su Rong asked with concern, breathing out white air.

Because she ran too fast, Su Rong's fair and tender cheeks were flushed, making her innocent face look beautiful and charming.

Cao Yue smiled and said, "Sister Rong, I'm fine. Your classmates are so enthusiastic. They all came to welcome me after knowing the relationship between us."

Su Rong glanced around and said nothing, "It's too cold outside. Come with me to the dormitory to warm up."

"it is good."

Cao Yue naturally would not refuse and left with Su Rong.

Zhou Hanjie stood there in a mess, staring at Cao Yue and Su Rong as they left, talking and laughing, his face full of excitement.

Su Rong never looked at him straight in the eye from beginning to end.

The greatest harm in the world is to be ignored!

This made Zhou Hanjie more painful than a few scoldings.

"Hanjie, what should we do?" a male classmate asked carefully.

Zhou Hanjie's face turned yellow with bitterness, but as a contemporary college student, he would never give up easily.

"Follow him, we must expose the true face of this rough guy in front of Su Rong today." Zhou Hanjie said gritting his teeth.

"Okay, we all support you."

Seeing that there was a leader, the male students nearby naturally would not back down.

What Cao Yue said just now seemed to be reasonable, beneficial and well-organized, but in fact it was all sophistry.

A person who hasn't even graduated from junior high school dares to show off in front of them. It's like waving a sword in front of Guan Gong.

Watching the female classmates around him leaving one after another, at this moment, Cao Yue became the public enemy of the male classmates.

……

On the way to the dormitory, Cao Yue became the center of attention.

The female classmates asked Cao Yue all kinds of questions.

Some people say that one woman is equivalent to five hundred ducks.

Now Cao Yue is surrounded by tens of thousands of ducks.

Moreover, female students who study medicine know more about matters between men and women, and the questions they ask are so many that Cao Yue can hardly cope with them.

At this time, a stunning girl who had been accompanying Su Rong stood up and scolded with a smile:

"You little sluts, Cao Yue is still young, you scared him, Rongrong will definitely settle the score with you later."

The girls smiled and didn't care.

Cao Yue was in the Kingdom of Women and took a sneak peek.

The beautiful young lady who spoke just now spoke with a kind of Wu dialect, and her appearance was comparable to Su Rong.

Cao Yue recalled that Su Rong seemed to have said that there was a girl named Han Ziyan in their dormitory who was her best friend and was even prettier than her.

Women have a strong sixth sense.

Han Ziyan noticed that Cao Yue was peeking at her, her eyes sparkled, she stared at Cao Yue with a smile and asked:

"Brother Cao Yue, who do you think is prettier, me or your sister Rong?"

"Hey, Zi Yan, you didn't let us talk, so this is why you beat us."

A girl teased in a sarcastic tone: "Rongrong, you have to be careful, Zi Yan has taken a fancy to your little brother."

"Pooh!"

Su Rong slapped the girl directly.

The girls didn't care and laughed along with their companions.

"Brother Cao Yue, you haven't answered my question yet!" Han Ziyan pouted her red lips and urged in a tender voice.

The girl's voice is like the water in the south of the Yangtze River, clear, soft and beautiful. With her coquettish and slightly angry expression, she is cute, pretty and has a hint of innocence.

Cao Yue knew that this was a test for him, and said seriously:

"Sister Zi Yan, although you are beautiful, in my mind, Sister Rong is the most beautiful woman."

Although Han Ziyan was teasing Cao Yue on purpose, she couldn't help but pouting her red lips when she heard the answer.

Su Rong's cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge, making her extremely beautiful.

The other girls teased Han Ziyan and said that she was not as good as Su Rong.

Han Ziyan would not let Cao Yue off easily, and said with a smile: "Brother Cao Yue, it is not easy for you to marry my Rongrong. She is very popular among male classmates. She receives love letters every day, and there are many love poems in them. You are under a lot of pressure!"

"Zi Yan."

Su Rong was worried that Cao Yue would overthink it, so she gave Han Ziqing a reproachful look.

"Everyone can write poetry!" Cao Yue said disdainfully.

Han Ziyan smiled and said, "Then quickly compose a song for us."

Cao Yue stopped his bike upon hearing this and said with a smile: "This is not easy, just listen carefully."

All the women looked at Cao Yue, waiting for his masterpiece.

Su Rong's face showed worry and anticipation.

She knew Cao Yue's capabilities very well, but her brother had changed so much recently that he might give her a huge surprise.

Cao Yue pondered for a while, looking at Han Ziyan's charming smile, and couldn't help but said:

"I won't write love poems for now, because I want to wait and recite them to Sister Rong alone."

"However, I met Sister Han Ziyan today and suddenly got an inspiration. I dedicate this humble poem to Sister Ziyan."

"You want to write a poem for me?" Han Ziyan laughed.

"Yes, this poem is a thank you for taking care of Sister Rong for me."

Cao Yue said, and began to recite:

"O sea, you are all water,

You have four legs, horse."

Beauty, you are so beautiful.

There is a mouth under the nose! "

After Cao Yue finished reciting, there was deathly silence all around, and you could hear a pin drop.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Pfft..."

"Ha ha……"

"Ouch, ouch..."

The girls around them all broke down, holding their stomachs and shouting for help while laughing.

If they hadn't supported each other, they would have fallen to the ground laughing.

Only Han Ziyan's face turned red like a monkey's butt.

Su Rong also laughed so hard that she bent over, and said coquettishly, "Xiao Yue, did you really write this?"

"of course."

Cao Yue admitted it without hesitation and felt no guilt at all for plagiarism.

Confucius' descendant, Kong Yiji, once said that there is no word "stealing" in the dictionary of scholars, only reference and quotation.