Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Fortunately, Ran Qiuye didn’t know the word green tea, nor did she understand how deep the green tea skills were.

Seeing Lin Zhuang so sad, he couldn't help but get anxious, and said in a flustered and hurried tone: "Lin Zhuang, that's not what I meant, and I don't dislike you."

"I, I'm just shy...I don't blame you."

Lin Zhuang felt that he had to act out the whole play, and continued to say, "No, you must still dislike me. I... I find that I am so annoying."

"No, no, I really don't dislike you, nor do I find you annoying."

Lin Zhuang asked with some doubt, "Really?"

Ran Qiuye felt that Lin Zhuang was a bit like a child at this moment. He raised four fingers seriously and helplessly and said:

"Really? I swear, okay?"

"Then...then hug me, and I'll believe it."

Hug...Ran Qiuye was a little hesitant.

Lin Lucha immediately began to act again, lowering her head and saying, "I knew you still think what I did was wrong."

Ran Qiuye couldn't resist it, and with the good impression she had of Lin Zhuang, and now Lin Zhuang had tricked her into a trap, she got hot-headed and just hugged him.

"Is this all right now?"

This is probably how it is described as having a soft jade in one's arms.

Lin Zhuang and Ran Qiuye rested their heads on each other's shoulders and put their hands around each other's backs.

However, what Ran Qiuye was destined not to see was Lin Zhuang's triumphant smile.

a long time.

Both of them seemed to be trapped in this warmth until a drop of sweat dripped down Ran Qiuye's chin.

Just like the waves stirred up by a stone on the lake, Ran Qiuye's heart was no longer calm. She quickly broke free from Lin Zhuang's arms, sat aside with a red face and didn't say a word.

"cough!"

After Lin Zhuang coughed lightly, he walked to the window of the room and opened it.

The wind outside was actually hot, but no matter how hot it was, it could not compare to the heat in the two people's hearts.

When the atmosphere calmed down a bit, Lin Zhuang asked.

"Qiu Ye, it's rare for you to get some rest. How about I take you home so you can have a good rest?"

"Um......"

Even if Lin Zhuang didn't say it, Ran Qiuye would have taken the initiative to bring it up. Now she felt embarrassed to continue staying in Lin Zhuang's room.

"..."

The words are divided into two parts.

the other side.

After Yu Shui returned to his room, he leaned on the bed for a long time without saying anything.

Then he gritted his teeth, put his hands in front of himself to measure the size, and then gestured.

His face suddenly became depressed, and then he picked up the thin quilt next to him and covered his whole body, including his head, in this hot day.

Yu Shui was curled up in the quilt, but was muttering in his heart.

It seems a little smaller?

Haitang's is a little bigger than mine, I know that, after all...

The woman in Brother Linzhuang's room just now seemed to be much older than me. It was really a bit exaggerated.

Could it be that Brother Linzhuang likes something bigger?

I clearly felt that I was not small before, but now I feel that I am really not good enough.

Otherwise, when you go to school tomorrow, ask yourself how the older guy in the next dormitory eats.

Then what my brother said was completely flat, doesn't it mean there is nothing at all? No wonder my brother is so entangled. No, I have to work hard too. I can't let Lin Zhuang... No, I can't let my future partner despise me.

Just like that, Yushui slowly fell asleep in his own wandering thoughts.

"..."

the other side.

Lin Zhuang had already driven his two-seater convertible and took Ran Qiuye home.

"Qiuye, is my car comfortable to sit in?"

However, Ran Qiuye's face turned pale. It was obviously a bicycle, but it turned quickly in the alley to avoid pedestrians. She was always a little nervous and couldn't help but remind him:

"Lin Zhuang, your bike is great, but could you ride slower?"

Lin Zhuang was somewhat speechless. If he had said it a dozen seconds earlier, it would have been fine, but right now...

"Qiuye, hold on tight, um... there's a slope, I didn't see it."

When Ran Qiuye heard Lin Zhuang's words, she was immediately frightened. The dizziness that only comes from taking the bus was particularly strong at this moment. She quickly hugged Lin Zhuang's waist and asked with her eyes closed:

"Is it a big slope or a small slope?"

"It's so big~"

"Ah~"

After passing the big slope, the squeaking sound of the car, like a protest, gradually disappeared.

If a car mechanic were to look at this car now, he would definitely make a professional analysis: "The screws are a little loose, the tires and brake pads are badly worn, and the main structure of the car is slightly deformed. It must have been ridden by an Odebiao who was transporting bananas for a year."

"Akiha, Akiha? I'll ride slower now."

Ran Qiuye then opened his eyes, looked back, and found that the slope was not steep. It was mainly because Lin Zhuang was riding too fast.

When he let go of Lin Zhuang's waist, he did not forget to twist Lin Zhuang's waist hard, and said angrily: "You are riding so fast, you are going to scare me to death..."

Lin Zhuang immediately said a little aggrievedly: "Isn't it that convertibles can only be used at high speeds?"

"Convertible? What convertible?"

Lin Zhuang smiled in his heart, and then explained to her: "You see, rickshaws, rickshaws, buses and small cars all have canopies, but mine doesn't have a canopy, isn't it a convertible? It's open."

"Oh~ So that's how it is."

Ran Qiuye nodded in sudden realization, but remembered the word "convertible" in his heart.

I also learned one more posture today.

After arriving at Ran Qiuye's house, Lin Zhuanghe said to Ran Qiuye who got out of the car and stood upright.

"Qiuye, I'll bring the fish to you after a while when it's marinated."

Ran Qiuye waved her hands and refused, "No, no, Lin Zhuang, if you continue like this, I won't be able to go fishing with you next time."

Lin Zhuang waved his hand and said, "Look at how good I am at fishing. I catch big fish every time."

"I caught so many fish that I can't eat them all by myself, and you're not allowing me to give them to my good friend?"

"Could it be that Qiuye, you don't consider me a good friend?"

Ran Qiuye saw that Lin Zhuang was using this kind of rhetoric again, and said instinctively: "No, no, I..."

"Or do you want Lin Zhuang to make a mistake? If I can't finish it, do I have to throw it away or sell it?"

"So you're asking me to choose between wasting food and speculating?"

"Voice, why don't you help me solve my troubles?"

Ran Qiuye was dizzy in the car, and as soon as she got off, she was confused by Lin Zhuang's words. She shook her head as he said. She naturally didn't want to make Lin Zhuang embarrassed.

But Lin Zhuang would not let her go like that, and continued, "Then, if I give you the pickled fish I caught with you in the future, will you accept it?"

Ran Qiuye was confused more and more, and nodding became a habit for her.