[Deyun Society] Zhou Jiuliang, a sweet cake in the world

Want to marry Zhou Jiuliang No.18 days

During these days, Ling Anan, who was studious and inquisitive, ran to Sanqing whenever he had time, and ran to Sanqing whenever he had time. Zhou Jiuliang, who was running, turned into a lemon essence and almost caught Zhang Yunlei at Tianqiaoer.

Fortunately, when Ling An'an was about the same level, Zhang Yunlei let the little girl be a teacher. After all, if the two of them stayed together for a while, whoever would go crazy if they couldn't keep things together.

It's strange to say that Zhang Yunlei is so cold and cold under the platform. After meeting Ling An'an, he would blow up his hair if he couldn't deal with it, put his hands on his hips and swear at the shrew. Maybe this is also the way for two three and a half years old children to communicate with each other?

"On New Year's Day, Brother Meng and I will go to Tianjin to assist Brother Yue." Zhou Jiuliang wrapped Ling An'an in his arms, resting his chin on Ling An'an's neck. "Would you like to see it? I'll pick you up."

"Okay. If you want to pick me up, you can catch up with our party." Ling Anwo was playing games in Zhou Jiuliang's arms, chatting with Zhou Jiuliang, "Who the hell can't help Lan King Ling?? I'm about to be stolen, okay???"

Zhou Jiuliang patted his girlfriend's head, then looked down at Ling An'an's horrible record of Sun Shangxiang, "give it to me."

Ling An angrily handed the phone to Zhou Jiuliang, "Trash teammate."

"When's the exam?" Zhou Jiuliang manipulated Sun Shangxiang to kill all directions, and his mind was all about Ling An'an.

"I'll take the exam after the New Year's Day holiday." Ling Anan rubbed Zhou Jiuliang's cheek, "Are you coming to pick me up?"

"It should be fine if there are no accidents." Zhou Jiuliang was so tickled by the little girl, he simply stopped playing games and threw his phone on the coffee table, "Don't want me to pick you up?"

"How is that possible." Ling Anan squeezed Zhou Jiuliang's face, "I'm too happy that my boyfriend will pick me up."

"How happy?" Zhou Jiuliang pressed Ling Anan's forehead, "Huh?"

"..." Ling Anan felt that Zhou Jiuliang was seducing her by being so close to her! ! !

"What are you two so tired of?" Meng Hetang saw the two brats bursting into pink bubbles as soon as he entered the door, "Hurry up and pack up, it's time to go, doesn't An An have to go to Lucky to get clothes?"

"There's still food to buy." Ling Anan hurriedly got up from Zhou Jiuliang's arms when she heard Meng Hetang's voice, "I still need to get my piano."

"That's not in a hurry." Meng Hetang rolled his eyes, took off the clothes hanging on the hanger and handed them to Ling Anan, "I have to take you back to school."

"okay."

When it was the New Year's Eve party of Ling An'an's class, Zhou Jiuliang and Meng Hetang had just arrived at Ling An'an's school venue, when they saw their little girl kicking three tables in a row, and there was a zither with broken strings on the ground.

Meng Hetang hurried to Ling Anan's side, not even having time to say hello to Ling Anan's roommate next to him.

"What's the matter?" Meng Hetang hugged his girl distressedly, "Tell Brother Meng what's the matter."

"Brother Meng." Ling Anan felt that he was wronged, that is, after going out for a meal, his piano was dropped, "My piano is broken."

"Brother Meng saw it." Meng Hetang patted the girl on the back, "Brother Meng will find someone to repair it for you, and I will guarantee that it will be exactly the same, okay?"

Ling Anan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and cried in her Brother Meng's arms.

"The teacher must blame me. I broke the piano he gave me."

"No, no, it's definitely not An An's fault."

Zhou Jiuliang picked up the violin from the ground and put it on the table steadily. He knew how much Ling Anan treasured her violin. He held it in his hand for fear of falling, and hid it for fear of falling dust. He wished he could wipe it one day. A dozen or twenty times.

"Even if there was no monitoring, I would have guessed who did it." Wang Qingyue looked at Ling Anan who was crying and hiccupping, and his heart ached. "I don't mind making her pay the price."

"..." Zhou Jiuliang didn't speak, walked to Ling Anan's side in two steps, dragged Ling Anan, who was almost coaxed, into his arms, and kissed the corner of Ling Anan's eyes lightly.

Ling Anan washed his face, and looked at Zhou Jiuliang aggrievedly with red eye circles, "Did you bring Sanxian?"

"Bring it." Zhou Jiuliang rubbed the little girl's frizzy hair, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Give me the accompaniment." Ling Anan shook her head, saying that it's enough to give her an accompaniment, "I'll sing the Great Western Chamber and you will accompany me."

Zhou Jiuliang nodded to show his understanding, and went back to the car to get the sanxian.

Ling Anan went to the locker room to change and put on makeup.

When Ling Anan was studying in the West Chamber, either Jiuchun would stick the boards or Zhou Jiuliang would play the strings. If she added the popular songs in front of her roommate, she should be worried that she wouldn't be able to keep up.

"Thank you for coming to the New Year's Day Gala of Nursing Class 17, Class 11." Wang Qingyue was wearing a black Wuwei City, showing his good figure at a glance. "Next, please enjoy the chorus, "Dang" brought by the 101 dormitory."

"Hey, brother-in-law sees this guy and it's crazy?" Ling Anan secretly took a few photos of Wang Qingyue with her mobile phone, "I guess the elder sister didn't tell brother-in-law that she was going to wear this dress."

"Ling Anan, you have never been beaten before, have you?" Yue Yue gave Ling Anan a disgusted look, "I'll tell you that you're about to be beaten to death by Eldest Sister."

"Hush." ​​Ling Anan blinked at Yue Yue, "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you where she knows where to go, right?"

Yue Yue rolled her eyes, she didn't want to talk to Ling An'an, who cared about food but not taxi.

Ling Anan shrugged, seeing Meng Hetang and Zhou Jiuliang running towards her, she decisively gave up on Yue Yue and ran towards Zhou Jiuliang's embrace.

"Brother Meng." Ling Anan hugged Zhou Jiuliang's arm, "It will be my turn in a while, go in and find a place to sit!"

"Okay." Meng Hetang shook the phone, and the chat interface between him and Zhang Yunlei was on the phone, "Xiao Zhuier told you to sing well, and said don't embarrass him."

Ling Anan made a grimace at Meng Hetang, "If Zhou Zhou plays the strings for me, let him rest assured!"

"I would like to invite Ling An'an from the 313 dormitory to bring you a little song "The Great Western Chamber." Wang Qingyue stepped on the eight-centimeter height to announce the curtain, "Applause is welcome."

Zhou Jiuliang lifted the chair up, stepped on the chair with one foot, tuned the strings, and looked at Ling An'an in the center of the stage gently.

Ling Anan received the concerned eyes of her roommates, gave them a bright smile and bowed, then turned slightly sideways and looked at Zhou Jiuliang.

Receiving Ling Anan's hint, Zhou Jiuliang moved his fingers slightly, and the clear and melodious voice made the audience quiet down.

"A round of bright moon shines on the west chamber."

"The twenty-eight beauty, Yingying and Hongniang."

"Third, invite Zhang Sheng to come to the banquet."

"Look around and no one is jumping over the wall."

"Madam Wugu knows the letter."

"Liuhuaban tortures Yingying and interrogates the little matchmaker."

"The Chinese Valentine's Day will be bold and wonderful."

"In front of the Eight Treasures Pavilion, the fragrance of the night falls."

"It's hard to let go of a long-standing love, right?"

"When Shiliting cried Yingying, she sighed and broke Matchmaker."

From the time Ling Anan started singing to the end of Ling Anan's song, Ling Anan's eyes never left Zhou Jiuliang's body.

The little song sung by Ling Anan was really amazing, even Wang Qingyue didn't expect that Ling Anan could sing so well.

"My mother." Zhang Siyu patted her face trying to wake herself up. "Is this the power of love?"

"Tut tsk tsk." Yue Yue felt like he had eaten a mouthful of dog food, "Didn't you see that Ling Anan was staring at her Zhou Jiuliang all the time?"

"You can't stay in a female university." Wang Ziyu sighed, "I don't know when I can eat the meal invited by Zhou Jiuliang."

The three girls looked at each other and sighed together.

Ling Anan didn't know that her roommates had been staring at Zhou Jiuliang for a long time, so she bowed down and dragged Zhou Jiuliang to sit next to Meng Hetang.

"How about Brother Meng." Ling Anan's eyes were shining brightly, "Is the song really good?"

"It sounds good." Meng Hetang picked up the sushi from the table and handed it to Ling Anan, "Do you still use your things from the dormitory?"

"No need." Ling Anan ate the sushi fed by Meng Hetang, and drank the milk tea fed by Zhou Jiuliang, bubbling happily. "After watching your performance, I will go back to school to review, and I will take a change of clothes and so on."

"Come on." Meng Hetang rubbed Ling Anan's hair, "You're quite busy."

"That's right." Ling Anan smiled brightly, "I'm a little genius."

The party here was over, it was almost seven o'clock, Meng Hetang drove quickly, and arrived at the hotel in Tianjin at 08:30.

"Why are you in a hurry for tomorrow's performance?" Ling Anan felt a little motion sick, "I'm a little dizzy."

"Didn't you want to come here earlier and play with the words?" Meng Hetang patted Ling Anan's back, "You didn't eat anything tonight, why do you still get motion sickness?"

"Ugh." Ling Anan couldn't hold back leaning against the tree trunk and vomited, "No, no, no."

Zhou Jiuliang silently handed Ling Anan the water he just bought to rinse his mouth.

Ling Anan vomited like this, they didn't go out to play at all, they turned into a bunch of people playing poker together.

Meng Hetang, Zhou Jiuliang, Yue Yunpeng and Sun Yue sat on the ground in a circle around the city.

"Whoever loses puts a bastard on his face, and whoever has the most will buy supper." Ling Anan sat on the ground and shuffled the cards skillfully, "Don't play tricks."

After a few strokes, Yue Yunpeng and Meng Hetang's faces were covered with paint. The two looked at each other, and then began to play tricks all over the place.

"If you're fooling around, you're fooling around." Ling Anan stood up with one hand on his hips and made a teapot shape, "The playing cards are innocent, so let them go?"

Meng Hetang held the torn pieces of playing cards in his hand and looked at Ling Anan, "What are you talking about?"

Ling An'an: ...All right, you win.