nowhere to confess

The next day, Tutu flew back to Shanghai from Beijing, went home to put his luggage, and came to my place to knock on the door.

I was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Lin Su opened the door. When I saw Tutu, she was standing beside Lin Su, with a look of beating on her face. I pulled her over and said to Lin Su: "This It’s Tutu, my good friend,” and said to Tutu, “This is Lin Su, my fellow villager.”

"Chongqing girl—" Tutu licked her lips, as if standing in front of a hot pot.

"Hello—" Lin Su stretched out his hand, very decent, polite, and without any affectation.Tutu clenched his fist, stretched out his hand, and carefully held Lin Su's hand, to be precise, pinched her four fingers, and then gently let go.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Su continued to pack his luggage, and I took Tutu into the bedroom and closed the door.

Tutu sat on the stool by the bed, looked at me pitifully, I sighed, and comforted her: "Isn't it just a lovelorn, don't be sad, ah?" Then I started to look down and brush my phone.

"No conscience, don't play!" Tutu snatched my mobile phone and carried it behind my back.

"Give it back to me!" I pointed at her.

"Then you promise not to play games." Seeing me being so aggressive, Tutu immediately softened. She is such a person. If she cares about the other party, she will be soft no matter whether it is hard or soft.

I took the phone, "Tell me—"

Tutu snorted and began to tell her Beijing story:

Recently, Lafite has been bewitched by something evil. He has been chatting with people on WeChat all night long. The chat partner is also a girl. It is said that he has been stimulated by something and has attempted suicide several times. Lafite chatting with her is just to comfort the other party. Tutu began to believe it, and later " "accidentally" saw the content of the conversation, and found a lot of nasty things like "I miss you so much", "kiss you", "dreamed of you again last night", which even she couldn't say, what made her completely mad was This sentence "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Tutu?"

"What does she mean? What does she want to tell me?" Tutu said angrily, her eyes were a little red.

I froze, isn't this obvious?Do you still need me as a bystander? No, I have never been a bystander.

I sighed, hugged Tutu, and patted her back lightly.There's no way, my good friend's EQ is too low.

Tutu leaned his head on my shoulder and said to me in a very sexy nasal voice: "I feel so tired, I'm a little...I can't hold it any longer."

This sentence sounds so familiar, it seems that many heroines in TV dramas have said it.

I patted Tutu on the back and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, if you hold on a little longer, you'll gain weight."

Tutu hit me with her shy little fist, "You say I'm fat!"

I clutched my chest and made a painful gesture: "I'm going to be beaten to death by you...you are not only fat, but also strong."

Tutu was amused by me: "You bad guy!" After that, he sniffed again and began to feel shy: "That girl outside is so beautiful."

I didn't understand why I should be shy when I praised others, so I warned her: "Don't think wrongly, she is the daughter of my mother's best friend, I am fulfilling my obligations and entertaining fellow villagers," and lowered my voice, "She doesn't know that I am , be careful what you say."

I believe it's strange for Tutu to show a look.

I frowned, and then I heard "Tuk Tuk Tuk" someone knocked on the door.Tutu stuck out his tongue and made a face at me, totally unable to see that he was going to die just now.

I walked over to open the door, and Lin Su stood at the door, which reminded me of the word slim.

"Sorry to bother you." She was very polite, and said, "Tutu stay for dinner, I'll go out and buy something later."

It's called Tutu, not Miss Tutu.

Instead of using questions, I used declarative sentences to directly help her make a decision, completely ignoring my master's opinion.

I felt as if something was wrong, but I appreciated her attitude.

Lin Su went out to buy groceries alone, Tutu gave me a push from behind, and gave me a very gossip look, not T at all.Even so, she didn't gossip about me to Lin Su. Lin Su walked away and disappeared at the corner of the street. I suddenly realized that I didn't tell her where the vegetable market was. The back just now was so amazing, I still don't believe Lin Su. Dressed up so beautifully, she actually went to the vegetable market.

It felt like going to a gala full of rich people.

Returning to the living room, Tutu sat on the sofa and sighed: "Why do you still look like you have nothing to love when such a real beauty is delivered to your home?"

Tutu started meddling in my "nosy" again, I ignored her, went into the study, and started flipping through a book about the decadent life of scholar-bureaucrats in the late Ming Dynasty. suit myself.

Lin Su came back soon and bought a bunch of things from "urban supermarkets". It turned out that he was a person who had lived abroad for many years and had the same shopping habits as foreigners.

Tutu squeezed into the kitchen, eager to help Lin Su, but was invited out by Lin Su, and I pressed her on the sofa: "Heal well."

"You're a big-headed ghost, and I'm not hurt—" Tutu picked up the cushion behind him and threw it at me.

I took it easily, the pattern on the cushion was a big carrot, I stuffed it back into the rabbit's arms, "This is specially prepared for you."

Tutu rolled his eyes, hugged the carrot cushion, and curled up on the sofa.

Lin Su is really good at cooking, and soon a sumptuous dinner was ready. During the period, I tried to go in twice, but she blocked the door: "There is oily smoke... it will be ready in a while."

The dinner was amazing, and there was nothing wrong with the color and aroma.It's just that Tutu, who has always had a good appetite, is full after only eating half a bowl of rice.It is estimated that my mood is still down, and my mind is also affected. I took my chopsticks for my own use several times.

After dinner, I insisted on washing the dishes, but Lin Su couldn't hold me back, so I had to let go. I stretched out my hand and waved to Tutu who was sitting on the stool: "Come here."

Tutu is holding her belly. She is really a woman who is easily hurt. Even eating will hurt her. She followed me into the kitchen, and I helped her tie up her apron. "Wash slowly, and I will come to see you after washing."

"Go away—" Tutu chased me away, "I don't want to see you again."