Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

In the morning between big classes, I went to the office to pay the arrears of school cotton fees, insurance fees, and magazine fees with the red envelopes given by Mu Junchen. When I came back and sat on my seat, I couldn’t help but look at a small spot of light in the newly bought grammar book. Stay distracted.

Thinking of that Saturday night, in the dim carriage, when the street light spots outside the window slowly moved past, Mu Junchen's expressionless but very red face.

And the hand that he gently squeezed mine repeatedly.

He has been holding onto it all the time, as if he can't put it down if he is holding on to something particularly fun.

"Why are you in a daze? Ah Huai?" Luo Guangzhou pushed me with his elbow.

I recovered and turned to stare at Luo Guangzhou: "Do you like touching other people's hands?"

Luo Guangzhou frowned: "What the hell? Why are you asking this?"

I stretched out my hand and put it on his table: "Touch my hand to see if it's okay."

"Crazy?"

He looked disgusted, but he still held my hand. His hand was a little bigger than mine, but not as big as Mu Junchen. He grabbed my hand and squeezed a few times, then let go: "It's okay, you What's wrong?"

"Is it nice to touch?" I asked.

"You're not a girl, what's there to touch?"

Luo Guangzhou looked around.

Me: "That girl's hand is easy to touch, would you like to touch it?"

Luo Guangzhou was rarely impatient. He frowned and said in a low voice, "Hands are not breasts or buttocks. What's there to touch? At least you have to like a girl to like to touch her hands."

If you like a girl, you will like to touch her hand...

When I went to work at night, I was still thinking about Luo Guangzhou's words.

"There was something at home last night, so I didn't come."

Mu Junchen arrived on time, this time was different from the previous ones, with a bag on his shoulder and a lunch box in his hand, it looked like he hadn't had dinner yet.

"The manager told me, but you didn't come last night, why did you still clock?"

I got up and took the coat he took off and hung it up.

"If I don't order you, then you will be pushed back by others." His tone was sticky for some reason, "I don't want to..."

Luo Guangzhou’s words rang in my mind again, and I was inexplicably sour, and I didn’t know who was sour, so I whispered: “But my job is to push back.”

"Liu'er, you," Mu Junchen suddenly became agitated, his eyes were slightly moist, and he looked at me closely, "Stop working, go back to school!"

He put down the lunch box and came over, grabbed my hand: "I asked your manager, you are not yet 17 years old, you are at the age of high school, we will find a way to let you go back to school, and I will help you with tuition Come out, I owe you..."

I was a little panicked, and pulled my hand back forcefully, not daring to say that I was actually studying.

"I, I'm not going, I'm going to work."

Mu Junchen looked at his empty hands, then at me, and was stunned. Such a tall man had such an aggrieved expression.

It was really unbearable, I had a feeling of being inspired by fatherly love, I turned around and picked up the big orange on the cabinet, and stuffed it into his hand: "Orange."

Mu Junchen's eyes lighted up again in an instant, and he looked at me brightly, but he didn't eat it. He just put the orange under his nose and smelled it, and said, "It's the same as the smell on your body that night!"

Hehehehe can I say that's what you smelled that night?

Mu Junchen stuffed the oranges into his schoolbag, then put the lunch box on the low cabinet and opened it. Inside were some snacks, such as squid and beef skewers.

"I saw you at the bar that day and seemed to like eating this. I bought it when I saw it on the way after school."

"Thank you..." The fragrance filled the whole room, and it took me a lot of effort to hold back my craving, "But it's working time now, shall I push your back first?"

"I don't push today, I'm doing my homework." He took out the books in his schoolbag, threw them on the massage table, dragged a footstool over, and started writing after opening a book.

"You eat, just stay with me here." He raised his head and smiled at me, his raised eyebrows were very handsome.

Well, homework is definitely more important than pushing back.

The footstool was taken by him, so I could only sit on the massage table. While eating skewers, I looked down at his homework, and found a high school math paper with a score of 120. The score was actually very good, and the handwriting was also beautiful.

At first, I thought he was the kind of rich man who only knew that he had poor grades in games, but now it seems that he not only has a good family background, is not short of money, but also has good grades.

The kind of guy I envy.

"Why do you come here from the city every night to push your back? Aren't you nervous about studying in the third year of high school?"

I wondered.

"You don't know why?" Mu Junchen looked at me resentfully, "Study is quite stressful, but I have something important to do here..."

"What important thing?" I couldn't help gossiping.

Mu Junchen looked at me and blinked, then suddenly said, "Let me touch your hand, and I'll tell you..."