she's bloody hot

Zheng Youyou, who had been doing mental training for a long time, finally went up and knocked on the door, but it didn't open.

So Zheng Youyou decided to knock again, "If you don't open it this time, then you can go back in a fair manner." She thought luckily.

Unexpectedly, she stretched out her hand to the door, and the door opened abruptly, which surprised her and took two steps back.

There was no light in the room, and the background was a thick darkness.And there was still light outside.

In the thin twilight, Song Qingchen was still glowing white.

"Why, don't you turn on the light?" Youyou asked, and also, why did you walk without making a sound.

Song Qingchen didn't speak, a simple question mark appeared in his eyes.

"Can I go in and talk?" Yoyo asked while holding the vegetable jar.

Song Qingchen hesitated for a second, then stepped aside.

The whole room is lit up.There is still the thin sound of music winding like silk threads.

This is the first time for Zheng Youyou to be a guest at a classmate's house, so she can't help but feel a little excited.It was one thing to be busy with homework when I was a child, and another is the strict supervision of Ms. Zheng Li.Song Qingchen flicked on the light behind her.

The moment the light came down, she couldn't help but let out a "wow".

Well done.Proper abstinence system.log wind.However, Song Qingchen was probably a little sensitive to light. What ordinary people value most, the glass wall with excellent lighting, let her cover it with floor-to-ceiling beige curtains.

It only took her more than ten seconds to look at it, and finally remembered that she still had a military order for this trip, and handed over the glass jar in her hand, "No, here it is for you."

Seeing her confused face, Zheng Youyou explained to her: "My grandmother, I want to give it to you. Thank you for saving me today..."

I don't know why I can't help but be careful with my words when facing this person.

After speaking, wait for the other party's reaction.

A little cautious.

"No need."

The expected answer.

Said very lightly.

It seems that blocking the accident injury for her is a piece of cake and nothing to worry about.

"May I ask," Youyou looked around, but there was no movement, "Do you live alone? Where are your parents? Where are your parents?"

The silence in the air lasted for as long as 1 minute, which almost broke the conversation.

When Youyou started to get a little nervous and suspected that she was meddling in her own business, Song Qingchen said softly, "It's gone."

Okay, now I'm really nosy.Yoyo felt a little sad, why did she poke someone's scar as soon as she came up, and quickly changed the subject in a panic, "Then, do you cook by yourself?"

"Do not."

Youyou thought about it for a while, and carefully considered her words: "Then, do you always eat takeaway?"

Song Qingchen showed a rare look of embarrassment, and his lips moved for a long while: "Probably."

Youyou's brows immediately frowned: "How unnutritious and unhygienic that is!"

If she was a little apprehensive when she came to deliver this jar of beef at first, but now she felt that Song Qingchen really needed this thing too much. Ms. Sura's proposal was really forward-looking and strategic.

"Here you are!" He handed it over firmly.

Song Qingchen's long eyelashes twitched a few times, and she retreated slightly, "No need."

Zheng Youyou felt that this person was too introverted and not generous in order to carry it.So I tried my best to pass the jar over a little more, and said to her, "Don't worry, I still have a lot of delicious food at home. I gave this to you, which is just a drop in the bucket. It's nothing, so don't worry about it."

Song Qingchen raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, "No."

Youyou somehow felt that Song Qingchen like this was a bit cute, but she would not surrender, so she took a step forward, "Then I'll put it in the refrigerator for you, and you just need to put it on top of the rice to warm it up while cooking, and it will be delicious." Turn around and walk towards the refrigerator in the open kitchen, "You can also microwave it for a few minutes."

"..." Song Qingchen came to her almost in a whoosh, like a gust of wind.Her complexion was a little unnatural, someone blocked her way, but she glanced away, and stretched out a hand to ask: "Give it to me."

Youyou was stunned for a second, and then smiled from the bottom of her heart: "That's right." He solemnly handed the jar to her, and when she got it firmly, he waved to her, "Then I'm leaving. Don't return the jar. Yes, you can wash it after eating and use it as a storage jar."

After leaving the door of Song's house, Youyou clapped her hands and walked home, making a secret decision in her heart.Although, facing this classmate, I always feel a little awkward, but I will treat her better in the future.

Although it seems that the money is not bad, after all, there are no parents.She herself felt rather rough in the absence of her father.It is of course even more difficult for someone like Song Qingchen who is left to walk alone.

There is a lingering aroma of sesame oil in the house.

"Done?" Grandma put on her apron.

Yoyo hung up her hands to show the completion of the task, "Of course, your Yoyo has personally gone out."

On the induction cooker, the dumplings are rolling lively in the soup pot.Youyou has always had a strange feeling in her heart just now, feeling that there is something missing in Song Qingchen's house.Obviously any equipment is perfect.Now she understands.Although Song Qingchen's home does not lack low-key luxury, it is beautiful, but it has no soul.

The young soul is the smoke and fire of her family.

There was a faint shade of coolness in that place.

It's all because Song Qingchen ate takeout all day long and didn't start a fire.

After eating the dumplings, Yoyo bathed the clown dog and checked the original wound on its neck. If you don't look carefully, you can't see any traces.The doubts in my heart did not disappear with the wind. Speaking of it, it was really strange, what was it that hurt me?He held it up in front of his eyes and told it: "My grandma likes you very much, but don't be arrogant because of favors, do you hear me?" Chen Chen barked.

Because Ms. Su La temporarily betrayed the water and threatened Zheng Youyou that if the dog was not allowed to sleep with her old man, she would report to her mother that she had picked up the dog before and brought it back without vaccination. He was so pretentious that he sent Chenchen to her room for nothing.

She didn't know that when she was bathing the dog, Song Qingchen was embarrassed by the can of beef on the table.

Sitting under the blazing white light of the ceiling lamp, Song Qingchen stared at the can of beef quietly for half an hour, but finally did not throw it away.Get up and pace to the refrigerator door.This is a large refrigerator with double doors.She only opened a slit and stuffed the jar into the freezer.

When Zheng Youyou woke up the next day, the old lady and the clown dog were still soundly asleep. She was carrying a schoolbag and biting a croissant as she passed by Song Qingchen's house, but saw no one.

While breathing a sigh of relief, I was also a little inexplicably disappointed.

Didn't you mean see you tomorrow?

It seems that he is also an unbelievable person.

"morning."

Just when she was about to start a grand slander, someone behind her said.

"Morning." Youyou turned her head and saw that her face was still pale and pale to a certain extent, she couldn't help but ask, "How about the beef?"

Song Qingchen: "?"

Zheng Youyou looked distressed, "Didn't you eat it? It is said that meat is rich in B vitamins and can also nourish blood. You should eat more for a skinny person like you."

Song Qingchen said "Oh", "It's good."

Gone.

Ordinary people usually compliment one or two words, whose craftsmanship, the color, fragrance and taste are delicious, and it is so delicious that you can't stop.Although there are suspicions of putting on airs, it makes people feel at ease after all.This is second.More importantly, if you say a few more words for an excuse, wouldn't the chatterbox between the two be opened up, and wouldn't there be such a depressing aura difference when they get along.

But is Song Qingchen an ordinary person?Obviously not, not enlightened!People are not like that at all.

That's right, in the first place, relying on appearance is enough to rely on beauty to commit crimes, and it's too annoying to enjoy compliments, so how can you care about ironing others?

Zheng Youyou has already accepted this person's setting, but she is unwilling to just keep silent all the way, asking for a topic: "Song Qingchen, do you like riding a bicycle?"

Song Qingchen was silent, as if he was really thinking about it, and answered after a long while: "I don't like it."

"……"All right.The topic buster is none other than you.

There are people broadcasting programs in the radio room in the early morning.It's a thick mezzo-soprano.

Yoyo's ears were attracted by the sound, and she didn't care whether the person standing beside her was aloof or what.It was only at the end that the owner of the voice said in an extremely graceful tone: "I am Wu Xiyuan. See you next time on the same show. Please support me a lot."

Yoyo's heart skipped a beat, like eating a little sand at the end of a meal, with a bang, hitting her teeth.

When he got to the classroom, Wu Weiyang saw her and Song Qingchen coming in, with a sullen look, he came over with a smile and put his arms around her shoulders, "You guys are making great progress."

Zheng Youyou sighed: "Don't make up your mind."

"It doesn't look very happy, is there a quarrel?"

quarrel?Song Qingchen is the kind of person who breaks down even in ordinary communication.Is such an intense verbal confrontation really suitable for her?

However, in the next few days, Song Qingchen's class performance made her amazed.

She often sees scenes in comics where the protagonist crushes the teacher in class, or the teacher covers his face and tears because he can't answer the questions raised by the genius protagonist. To be honest, she doesn't believe it very much, and thinks it is an artistic process.

Until she met classmate Song Qingchen.

Almost every question she answered, she gave the correct answer within three seconds.There are not many words, but to the point, to the point.The teacher didn't even have room for criticism, so he could only be dumb for a second, boasting that it was very good.

For math problems on the blackboard, he will also calmly give more than three methods to solve the problems.

--Straight A student.This is, a real top student.

No, Yoyo bit the milk straw and thought dully, never seeing her read a book, this should be a god of learning.

It was too overwhelming to treat others as competitors without authorization before.

Because of the unknowing admiration in her heart, even the suffocating silence on the way home after class, Zheng Youyou also regarded it as an advantage.

"Maybe, it's someone thinking." Youyou thought.

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and on Friday Zheng Li came back from a business trip. She heard her grandmother tell about the oolong she had encountered in the laboratory, and she wanted Zheng Youyou to invite this brave neighbor to dinner.

Yoyo guessed that the other party would not agree, but she still bit the bullet and knocked on the door.

After a long while, I returned home with nothing.

Zheng Li wore an apron to cook, and when she saw that she had come back alone, she frowned and asked, "Where is he?"

Yoyo wrung her hands, "Not at home."

"Then you don't know how to make a phone call?" Zheng Li asked.

Yes, phone.Zheng Youyou's mind went crazy for a moment.She didn't have Song Qingchen's cell phone number.I asked in the class group, but no one else knew.

From next week, there will be make-up classes on Saturdays.This week is the last two-day break for the sophomore year.However, Zheng Youyou neither studied hard nor had a good rest. Instead, she led Chen Chen out for two days in a row, pretending to be walking the dog, but in fact, seeing if Song Qingchen would happen to come and go.

No.

It's fine if you don't see anyone on the weekend.

I didn't see her when Youyou went to school on Monday.

The king of absenteeism started absenteeism again.

When No.80 or Ninety times looked at her seat on Monday, Zheng Youyou realized that she had paid too much attention to this person, she covered her ears with a jerk and closed her eyes.

Fortunately, some other news diverted her attention.

The 120th anniversary of the founding of Z Middle School is coming soon, and the registration for the host of the school celebration performance has already started.Li Kai strongly recommended her to participate, and the reason is also sufficient, "Ah, the host, it's about your radio station."

On the way to hand in the registration form, Youyou sighed, there is nothing to do with so much, if my mother finds out, it may not be possible to beat her to death.Zheng Youyou, who was walking with her head down, bumped into a human wall unexpectedly.

"Are you participating too?" A familiar mezzo-soprano said.

Zheng Youyou's ears perked up, and she looked up at the other party.

"It's true that you are everywhere." Wu Xiyuan said with raised brows.

Zheng Youyou was very calm, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Wu Xiyuan is taller and has a thicker frame. Compared with his body shape, Zheng Youyou has no advantage.But when they really fight, Yoyo won't be afraid.But Wu Xiyuan took two steps towards her, but suddenly turned around and ran away.

Yoyo let out a sigh of relief.

When they were young, their elementary schools organized visits to the zoo at the same time. When they met on narrow roads, Wu Xiyuan came up and fought with her.Radu couldn't pull it away.There was a lump on Zheng Youyou's head, and there were a few blood marks on his face from his fingernails.

When I went back, I wanted to be coquettish with Ms. Zheng Li, and I almost didn't get beaten again: "Why is it so useless!? Did I give you less arms or less legs? Why were they made into such a virtue? "

It made Zheng Youyou cry but didn't dare to cry. At that time, the scumbag father was still there, so he called and asked Zheng Youyou why he troubled his sister and beat her.Yoyo didn't say that it was the other party who came up to find fault first, although she was already trembling with anger, she still said into the receiver: "Because it's annoying to see her. I'll hit you next time I meet you. You'd better keep your precious daughter away."

These childhood events were just a few years ago. When I think of the angry Zheng Youyou, she is completely different from the usual soft-hearted.

In the afternoon, I went to the radio room to broadcast this week's "Campus Headlines". The 120th anniversary celebration became a key report.Because of this celebration, there will be an amazing alumni returning to participate.This person is the director of Huali Film and Television Company.If you are performing a show or something on stage, and people are attracted to you, then it will be a matter of minutes before you make your debut.For this reason, the usual evening parties and performances require the classes to be assigned tasks. This time, they reported the program like crazy. Everyone was originally a nerd who could only read books, and suddenly they all became multi-talented decathlons.

After Yoyo finished the broadcast, she packed up her things and went outside.Suddenly, I saw someone standing outside.

Wu Xiyuan waited for her outside the door with arms folded, with a half smile on his face.

At this time, the students are either participating in club activities, making up homework in the classroom, or have already gone home.There was no one around.The sky was also dark and black with a rainy day, and it was a little later than the normal sky.

"Sister." Wu Xiyuan called out.

Zheng Youyou pulled the strap of her schoolbag, planning to go around it.To be honest, she was a little scared here.The broadcasting room was built on the upper floor of the original canteen.After the No. [-] canteen was relocated, the radio room remained.Apart from the radio room on the top floor, there is a large terrace with relatively low railings, and Zheng Youyou never dared to go there.

At this time, under Wu Xiyuan's step by step, she retreated to the railing step by step.When the body leaned back, the knuckles of the fingers were so hard that they turned slightly white.

"I heard that you have a fear of heights?" Wu Xiyuan smiled, "My mother said you are a nerd, so read your books carefully, what are you doing here?"

Yoyo's tone was very calm: "The dog takes the mouse. Get out of the way."

Then Wu Xiyuan's veins popped.In fact, Wu Xiyuan has a fiery temper, and will run away if he disagrees with him, and there are very few things that can be done.

Looking back on the accident that happened that day afterwards, Zheng Youyou felt that Wu Xiyuan didn't do it on purpose.In addition to the girls who have practiced, most of the physical conflicts start from pushing and finally scratching.The two started shoving at some point, and the terrace was slippery when it rained heavily, and her sneakers were not easy to wear.

When she slipped and flew out of the railing and fell headfirst, she thought to herself, it's over, grandma and mother will be sad.

When Shen Shenwen was embraced by a pair of arms, Zheng Youyou felt that she had drunk too much Sanlu and had hallucinations.

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☆、Chapter 007 Interlocking fingers

The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves that hide from the rain with you.

After a long time, Zheng Youyou still remembered the rain that day.

Because in the light rain, Song Qingchen's 360-degree face looks good without any dead angle.

Yoyo looked a little dazed.

"Are you kidding!" Wu Xiyuan screamed and chased her down, saw her being caught safely, went up to look left and right, suddenly frowned and asked the out-of-the-box knight: "Did you break your hand?"

Yoyo was originally lying in someone's arms like a dream, but now she came to her senses, struggled to jump off the ground, stood up straight, and looked Song Qingchen up and down.

It's weird, she fell from such a high place, the acceleration of gravity is there, and when she reaches the first floor, the destructive power is actually amazing, why is this person like nothing?

Song Qingchen still had a poker face, and a big black umbrella appeared out of nowhere in his hand.It opened with a bang, causing Wu Xiyuan to jump two steps away.

"..." Zheng Youyou, who had just narrowly escaped death, actually found this scene a bit funny.

"Go home," said the man holding the umbrella.

Wu Xiyuan was naturally very upset to be ignored, but she almost killed someone today, but she was also very upset in her heart, so she didn't follow up and stood in the rain doubting life.

"Are you really not injured?" Yoyo asked cautiously.

Song Qingchen gave her a look, which meant: Do you think I look injured?

Zheng Youyou fell into confusion: "But, catch such a big thing," she gestured to herself, "Is your arm not comminuted?"

Song Qingchen said nothing.

"Don't be brave." Yoyo suddenly worried, maybe this child has some psychological problems, likes self-mutilation or something, the more pain the merrier, "If it hurts, it's okay to cry."

Still no response.

What annoyance.Some people are like black holes.All the words I said to her were lost in silence.

But this black hole has saved her several times, so people have to be patient with her.Youyou solemnly said to her: "Let's go to film now. Although I... don't have much money, I will be responsible to you until the end!"

Song Qingchen answered her dull words: "No need."

"What's the point?" Yoyo was about to go crazy, "Instead of being brave now and having sequelae in the future, making me unable to take care of myself and making me restless for the rest of my life, why don't you let me accompany you to the hospital now!"

Song Qingchen gave her another look: "I'm fine."

Yoyo didn't care about that much anymore, put her arms around her arms, bit her lips and looked up, looking at her nervously, the expected scene of breaking down, crying and shouting in pain didn't appear, so she made up her mind and dragged this Pulling his arms hard, he took a turn and walked in the direction of the hospital.

The reason why Zheng Li didn't hesitate to spend most of her savings to buy a house here is because this neighborhood is really convenient and has the best public facilities, including the high school that Yoyo went to and the No. [-] Hospital that she dragged Song Qingchen to.

Zheng Youyou has accompanied her grandmother to the medical examination many times, and she is familiar with the road, registering, paying and waiting for the doctor in one go.Thinking that Song Qingchen would definitely not cooperate, she simply used her medical card.

Song Qingchen quietly said: "You will catch a cold."

It's like casting a curse.Yoyo glanced at her and dragged her into the emergency department.

"Doctor," Yoyo pointed to the person beside her, "She broke her arm, please take a picture of him."

The doctor was so busy that his face was purple, and he didn't have any extra energy to argue with them, and he wasn't even interested in reprimanding them. He silently wrote an X-ray order and handed it to Zheng Youyou, waving his hand as if to drive away mosquitoes.

Yoyo dragged her all the way to the radiology department.

Probably because of her stubbornness, she would not give up until the Yellow River. After that, Song Qingchen didn't need her to drag her away, and consciously acted according to the technician's orders.

Got the result in 10 minutes.

Zheng Youyou's jaw dropped at the report.

"Is it really okay?!" Yoyo held her head.

Not caring about anything else, he stroked Song Qingchen's arms back and forth with both hands, "..."

So it's not her being brave.

They really picked up a ninety-pound behemoth that fell from the third floor without any damage.

"Woman." After Yoyo came out of the hospital, she kept showing a shocked face, "Woman is here, please accept my respect."

Song Qingchen gave her a sideways look.

"Did you learn from Wudang or Shaolin?" Youyou gestured two martial arts moves, "Is it the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover? I want to learn it too, can you recommend it to me?"

No one cares about her.

"Well, I know that you, that kind of martial arts family, are very reserved, and don't accept disciples easily. Even if the opportunity comes, the disciples are too stupid, so they won't accept." Yoyo is very self-aware, "It doesn't matter, you can take your time to investigate Me! I, I will prove that although I lack talent, I can make up for it with hard work."

Song Qingchen was only responsible for holding the umbrella and treated her as transparent.until she started sneezing.Only then looked at her helplessly, and the meaning was very clear: what did I say.

Yoyo is really embarrassed.Her sneeze was a large-scale integrated outbreak, and she sneezed six or seven times in a row, and there was no sign of stopping.What's even more exasperating is that the tissues around me are used up again.After digging in the satchel for a long time, only an empty tissue bag came out.In front of Song Qingchen, he could only cover his mouth and nose with his hands and hold his respect.

The person holding the umbrella next to him handed over a handkerchief.

Blue and white plaid.

"Thank you." Zheng Youyou's heart skipped a beat, she blinked, reached out to take it, and rubbed her nose dawdly.

By the time we got home, the rain had stopped.

There was a sunset in the sky again, and God pretended that he had always been sunny and had never rained.

Grandma was not at home, and Chenchen was not at home. I called to ask if I wanted to pick her up, and then I found out that it was at the activity center for the elderly.

It is estimated that the old lady went to show off with a group of retired veteran cadres with her dog in her arms.

After taking a bath, Youyou soaked Banlangen for herself, sat on the small rug in front of the sofa, and drank it down.Clutching her belly, she prayed that Auntie Jun would not commit any crimes.

Hold the cup and lust for the residual heat.Yoyo fell into deep thought.

She was taught to do her own things since she was a child, and not to bother others unless it was absolutely necessary.Song Qingchen has helped too much recently, and she feels a strong sense of indebtedness.

It's like a person who has borrowed a loan from usury, wishing to repay the principal with interest immediately, so as not to accumulate it like a snowball and never pay it off again.

What's more, there are still a few things that I don't understand, so I have to ask for advice.

Zheng Youyou is an actionist. She jumped up from the floor, ran to the kitchen, put on her apron, and started to bake a simple handmade cake.

If it is said that she is a stupid bird flying first in order to stay at the top of the list, then in the kitchen, she is a talented player who can play at will and hit the right one.

Melt the butter, knead the dough, add sugar powder, beat the egg white, put it into the mold, preheat the oven, and put it into the oven.

After setting the time, he wiped his forehead slowly, took off his equipment, and went into the room to write the physics test paper.

When the third big question was done, there was a crisp sound of the oven ding.

The fragrant finished product is taken out, and the remaining raw materials are baked again, and can be eaten when the old lady comes back.

Then he took the freshly baked golden cake and went to the next door.

Since he doesn't like beef, that is to say, salty and spicy food is not what Song Qingchen likes.

Then give something sweet instead.

People should not be judged by their appearances, they may be as cold as a certain Song, but in fact, they are an out-and-out sweet party in private.

Who knows.

Song Qingchen who came to open the door seemed to have just taken a shower, her hair was still wet and dripping.Wearing a black suspender skirt.

The whole person is blindingly white.

The eyes are wet and dark.

Youyou presented the cake to the king: "It's a bribe for you."

Song Qingchen looked down at her with a row of ellipses on her face.

"Can I go in?" Yoyo asked, "I won't disturb you, will I?"

The owner of the house, as before, stepped aside and gave way.

Zheng Youyou even brought the cake cutting knife and small tableware this time.

After entering the room, he consciously cut out a small piece of the cake, put the silver fork beside him, turned around and said with a smile to Song Qingchen who was standing aside, "Please use it slowly."

But Song Qingchen stood there as if petrified.

Youyou waited for her for a minute, the sweet smile on her face receded bit by bit, finally sighed, sat down at the table, took a fork to eat first, looked up and said aggrievedly: "Did you see it? It's not poisonous." , if I want to harm you, why bother."

Song Qingchen walked over slowly, sat down opposite her, rolled her eyes, looked away, and said in a low tone, "I don't like this."

Yoyo felt very distressed.Not salty, not sweet.Contacting the other party who was so skinny that it was close to the figure of the paper man in the comics, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and came to a conclusion, then she twitched her mouth fiercely, "Are you anorexic?"

Song Qingchen coughed, "Almost."

Youyou's Chinese reading comprehension and English reading comprehension are both full marks. Now, when I contact the context, I have a new discovery!Eyes wide open, his right hand beat his left, "Ah! Is it your sect that requires bigu?"

That makes sense.don't like to eat.Avoid the food that ordinary people flock to.But the physical fitness is very good.This can only show that he is a Lianjiazi.

Song Qingchen suddenly laughed.Six or seven small white teeth were exposed.

Youyou felt that there was a sudden dispersal of mist in this room, and it suddenly became clear to see the sunrise when the clouds opened.So he laughed too: "I guessed right?"

Song Qingchen didn't speak, but still looked at her with clear black and white eyes, the smile that was close to uncontrollable laughter slowly gathered into a smile, which became weaker and weaker, and gradually only a little residual smile remained.

Yoyo feels that she can't force others to do what she wants.Tilting his head and thinking for a while, "Well, when you can eat, tell me what you want to eat. I can't talk about anything else. I can make food and my skills are acceptable." Blinking, "Well, can you Let me see your hands?"

Song Qingchen: "?"

"I want to see how the bones and texture of people who have practiced martial arts are different from us ordinary people." Youyou stretched out her palm and looked at the other person with encouraging and expectant eyes.

The picture is as quiet as a movie that has been paused.

Youyou found out that Song Qingchen knows how to measure in her bones. She won't agree to your request immediately, but she won't refuse you either. She makes you wait, just when you think "there is no hope, let's retreat", she will fulfill you .

A slender and white hand fell on her palm.

It's as cool as cold jade in a rocky cave in a deep mountain.

Youyou was amazed, she didn't feel it carefully in the previous few contacts, but at this moment when the skin touches, there is a strange trembling feeling.The whole body seemed to be electrified by [-] volts.

"How can you catch me without getting hurt?" Yoyo said to herself, looking at that hand over and over again.Apart from being particularly good-looking, with distinct knuckles and delicate skin, it was not much different from other beautiful hands she had ever seen.

She rubbed her wrist delicately, "The wrist joint is not injured either..."

Then Yoyo subconsciously did a strange thing—interlocked her slender fingers with that cool hand, as if seeing a stitch.Very good, fit perfectly.

It took a while before she realized something was wrong.

Wait, isn't this move too far?

Looking up to meet the other party's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not playful, his face suddenly turned red like a boiled crab.

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☆、Chapter 008 Do you look at the photo today?

A three-year-old child with short hands and feet, like a chubby lotus root baby, can make a fool of you and make you smile.

At a young age, being stupid is the most embarrassing thing.

Youyou calmly released the gesture of interlocking fingers, and handed Song Qingchen's hand to her, which meant "return it to you", then retracted her paw, cleared her throat, and shrugged her shoulders pretending to be relaxed , "Actually, just now, I was trying a new way of looking at physiognomy."

Song Qingchen frowned slightly: "Oh?"

"That's right, it needs to be sensed by crossing fingers." Yoyo clasped her hands together, almost believing it herself, "That's the only way it will work."

"Then you," Song Qingchen, who took his hand back to himself, looked at his right hand that had just been touched inside and out, "what do you see?"

Zheng Youyou stood up, feeling uncomfortable and trying to put on a serious face: "I'm a beginner, so I'll try it on you. Although I can see something, it may not be accurate. I, I can't mislead you. I'll tell you when I'm proficient. You." As he spoke, the man retreated sideways to the door step by step.

"Snacks, take them away." Song Qingchen pointed to the table.

Youyou was heartbroken on the spot: "...There is no reason to take back the gift you gave out! You don't eat it yourself, you can keep it for guests."

"No guests."

Zheng Youyou clicked inexplicably, are you so lonely?But it only took a second, and I immediately reacted: "Then invite some classmates to come to your house to play." With his hands twisted behind his back, "No guest can create a guest." He leaned forward and looked at this person from a close distance, "You I have to get rid of this cake today. If you don’t eat it, find someone to help you eat it.”

The door creaked, and the unauthorized visitor slipped away like a rabbit.It's fine to come uninvited, but it's very 666 to leave the mess and run away.

Song Qingchen watched her go away, looked at the cake on the table, and frowned.

After Youyou came home, she wanted to cut the cake for grandma, but she opened the door to see, well, don't worry about her, she and a group of old gentlemen and old ladies have already shared the cake in the small study.It's a tea party.As he spoke, he sang suddenly.Like "Legend of the White Snake" and "The Sound of Music" I watched when I was very young.

Youyou spied at the door for a while, not daring to be alarmed, sneaked back to the room and continued writing the test paper.

As I was writing, I found that my face was still hot.Simply put down the pen, cover your face and rub it back and forth.The whole face was deformed by rubbing it by myself.

What a shame.

Look at the picture.Hahaha.

Burying his face in his arms, unable to face himself.

Never see that Song again.

It's rare that the affairs of Zheng Li's office have finally come to an end, and I have time to have dinner at home.

But he was in Cao Ying and his heart was in Han. When he returned home, he also brought a stack of reports.While eating, his eyes were fixed on the news, and after eating, he sat in the study and continued to make accounts.

After washing the dishes, Youyou pushed open the door of her room, poked her head in, "Mom."

Zheng Li raised her head and frowned, "What is it like to be sneaky? If you have something to say, just say it."

Youyou coughed, pushed the door open and walked in, standing at attention in front of her, "Mom, I recently reported to the host."

Zheng Li closed the booklet in her hand, "What are you doing? It's a pleasure to show your face?"

Youyou was afraid of this, so she stood up straight with her hands behind her back, with a guilty smile on her face: "There won't be any chance to show your face, he is the host of our school's celebration performance. I can go, right?"

Zheng Youyou is not the kind of mother who depends on her mother to make decisions.On the contrary, she was just afraid that Zheng Li would think that her wings were hard and she would act willfully.I told her, firstly, because I was afraid that she would hear this from others first, and it would appear that I didn't respect her enough; secondly, I wanted to find a topic to talk about, maybe it was for getting close.

Zheng Li listened, thought for a while, and nodded: "Then go. But the focus should still be on learning."

Youyou was very happy and clapped her hands, "Then mom, go to bed early."

Dianer Dianer went out.

A good night's sleep.

This led to the fact that when she woke up the next morning and saw the sun, she had already thrown away her vow to never see Song Qingchen again.

Seeing the person standing in the twilight morning light, he ran over cheerfully like a morning dog.

"Morning." Yoyo greeted first.Not surprisingly, this strange neighbor is also in black.

Song Qingchen: "Morning."

"Yesterday, I forgot to ask a few questions." Yesterday, patronizing and having a hand fetish.

If there is no reply, it means tacit consent.

There are many other important questions, but what she is most concerned about is: "Which sect do you belong to?"