Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

After school started, Gu Zhen submitted an application to withdraw from the school.

The teachers in the department were still reluctant to let go of such an excellent student, but she had made up her mind to leave and there was no point in trying to keep her. All she had to do was follow the rules.

The state has given policy support. Since you have dropped out of school, you will naturally have to pay a certain amount of liquidated damages.

According to the contract, Gu Zhen paid 80,000 yuan in compensation.

The original owner didn't leave much money, and except for maintaining expenses, most of it was sent to the orphanage. Gu Zhen couldn't get rich overnight by going to the stock market, so this basically emptied all the savings she had accumulated since she came here.

But money is a bastard, go earn it again if you lose it.

With the remaining money, he rented a one-bedroom apartment and started an old business that had been dormant for 800 years, serializing comics online.

Since I want to learn jewelry design, I have to pick up my painting skills. I work to earn money in the morning, study hard in the afternoon, and practice basic skills in the evening.

I work part-time as a tutor on Saturdays and Sundays.

Busy and fulfilling.

On the day when the formalities were completed, classmates from the same major invited Gu Zhen to a farewell dinner. They admired her courage and wished her to realize her dream as soon as possible.

Their English department class monitor also came from Fujian Province. He had always been very caring towards the original owner, and everyone in the department knew what the class monitor was thinking.

The original owner naturally knew this, but she always clearly refused.

Maybe it was the last time they would have dinner together, and the class monitor didn’t want to wait any longer. After all the other students had returned to school, he mustered up the courage to offer to send Gu Zhen back.

Gu Zhen politely declined, but the other party was still somewhat unwilling to give in. He looked at her with clear and enthusiastic eyes, full of expectation.

Just as he was about to say something to dispel the class monitor's secret crush, Gu Zhen saw a familiar black car not far away.

I don’t know when Zhong Yiting arrived, and I didn’t send her a message.

Gu Zhen smiled at the monitor: "Thank you for your kindness, my boyfriend is here to pick me up, I'll leave first!"

She waved and ran towards the car.

Coincidentally, Zhong Yiting also came out of the car and nodded slightly at them.

In fact, he had noticed the class monitor the moment this group of young college students came out.

A gentle and handsome man, who occasionally supports his glasses with the back of his index finger. He is shy but straightforward and enthusiastic, with the unique reserve and vigor of young people.

His eyes were always on Gu Zhen, and Zhong Yiting noticed it early on.

When a boy likes a girl, he can't help but stare at her. What's more, a girl as beautiful and brilliant as Gu Zhen would be approached and asked for her phone number when she walks on the street.

Zhong Yiting suddenly felt a sense of crisis because since returning from South America, Gu Zhen had not responded directly to his pursuit.

There are more suitable options around us. Some time ago, I heard some young people in the company discussing that they should cultivate potential stocks when looking for a partner.

Yes, who knows whether these boys will be successful in the future.

What we have in our hands right now is the endless power of youth, and this is real.

Zhong Yiting waited for Gu Zhen to get in the car before walking over. Before opening the driver's door, he nodded to the squad leader.

The other party's depressed look made Zhong Yiting smile slightly.

The car didn't start immediately. Gu Zhen blinked her big eyes and looked at him: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"Let's go now."

Zhong Yiting took the person to the newly rented apartment with familiarity.

"Is it convenient for you to go up and sit?"

He hadn't mentioned it before, and Gu Zhen hadn't thought about it too much. Given their current relationship, it was normal for them to visit the new home.

Gu Zhen agreed readily, and Zhong Yiting felt a little better.

The newly rented apartment is a youth-themed apartment specially provided for young people. It has rooms along a long corridor. Each person has a password lock and there is a special person to manage it, so it is relatively safe.

The package is simple and can be paid monthly, which is very suitable for people who don’t have much savings.

Gu Zhen kept the house very clean. As soon as Zhong Yiting came in, he smelled a light fragrance, which was a bit like the perfume he brought back from a business trip a few days ago.

Zhong Yiting was in a better mood.

He was tall and felt a little cramped in this small apartment, occupying the entire small sofa by himself.

Gu Zhen went to pour him some water, and suddenly she smelled a familiar smell behind her. Zhong Yiting walked over her, put his hands on the edge of the table, and lowered his head to rub her hair: "It's been a few days, can you give me a definite answer?"

He had never explicitly mentioned that they were dating, so Gu Zhen thought that they were together by default. After all, if she didn't have any feelings for him, she wouldn't have gone to Tahiti to sunbathe for a few days.

There is a faint boundary from the neck to the chest.

From the trip to South America to today, Zhong Yiting's constant flattery has been continuous, and she has accepted it all.

Is it possible that they are not dating?

It seems that the person behind me is still confused about the situation. What happened today?

Gu Zhen tilted her head slightly and raised her face, wrapping it in his arms: "What message is this? Why do you keep playing tricks on me?"

Zhong Yiting smiled gently. This little fox-like person didn’t understand anything and was just teasing him.

But he should also make it clear: "You have to give me a status, right? I'm too embarrassed to go over and introduce myself tonight."

"Be my girlfriend, with the intention of getting married," Zhong Yiting couldn't help himself and began to stroke her hair with his lips, "Okay?"

Gu Zhen shrank back and tried to hide, but he pulled her back: "You must remember what I said on the yacht, give a 30-year-old man a chance? It's hard to be moved. If you don't agree, I might not be able to find a second spring even if I really smell like an old man."

It turns out that he is still holding a grudge. Gu Zhen blushed and pinched him: "You are so petty. You still care about me when I am drunk!"

Zhong Yiting couldn't help laughing and hugged her tighter, but still kept his distance so that he could push her away if she wanted to.

Gu Zhen turned around and leaned back, her hand still on his chest: "I thought we were already boyfriend and girlfriend, but it turns out that Mr. Zhong has never given me the right name."

Zhong Yiting was stunned, as if he couldn't follow her train of thought. Doesn't this require the woman's nod first?

As if she had guessed what he was thinking, Gu Zhen pretended to be angry: "The man didn't say anything about this, do you want me to ask?"

Her voice had a slight southern accent, and no one could resist her when she acted coquettishly. It was not an exaggeration to describe Zhong Yiting's mood at the moment as blooming.

This is the first time in thirty years that my emotions have been so open.

They pressed their foreheads against each other, no longer entangled in these things, after all, it was justified. Zhong Yiting's deep and slightly hoarse voice was bewitching: "Will you kiss me? Anywhere is fine."

Gu Zhen's eyelashes were like butterfly wings, sweeping across Zhong Yiting's heart again and again. She didn't say anything, which meant she agreed.

Zhong Yiting bent his head to kiss her. He was restrained and reserved at first, but gradually he lost control. His heavy breath rushed in, carrying with it a deep and unspeakable desire.

Gu Zhen leaned against him softly, struggling to grab the air, her body bent in an arc, her back firmly supported in Zhong Yiting's palm.

Zhong Yiting kissed her delicate neck: "Anything else?"

Gu Zhen trembled and said "hmm", not understanding.

Zhong Yiting's playful laugh rang muffled beside her ear: "Do you still smell like an old man?"

Gu Zhen’s eyes widened. This matter couldn’t be resolved, right?