Salted Toffee

It was probably because Zhu Yu's legs were so dazzling that Fu Cizhou didn't pay much attention to the bows on the shirts of these people.

It wasn't until Young Master Fu came out of the changing room that he came back to his senses, remembering the bow ties that were half the size of a palm hanging on his chest just now.

Too... so what, it's a crowd of demons dancing around.

Fu Cizhou threw his short skirt on a stool casually, and sat on it as soon as he lifted his trouser legs to pretend to be an uncle.

He thought about it again, and found that Zhu Yu was the only one who didn't wear a bow tie just now, but was wearing a clean shirt, like a white lotus flower that was not stained by mud, and ran over and grabbed the skirt at him.

Fuck, why is this person like this?

Scheming, absolute scheming.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was not so bright. The half-drawn curtains in the venue were lit with colorful lights, and the crowds were chatting and laughing, which seemed a little interesting.

"Hey! Old Fu!"

Someone patted Fu Cizhou on the shoulder, he turned half around, and saw Yuan Yixia, the sports committee member of his class.

"You don't wear them either?"

Among the boys in the class, there are always some strong men who would rather die than submit. They, like Fu Cizhou, would not wear short skirts when they were beaten to death.

A tall and strong guy with a square face and thick eyebrows, about the same size as Zhu Yu, but he is more than 01:30 strong.

He had a padded jacket on his arms, and he was already sweating from the heat with only a sweater on.

"Don't wear it," Fu Cizhou realized that he was a little hot, and took off his down jacket and put it on the table. "It's scary to wear it."

"Me too," Yuan Yixia bared his teeth and sat down beside Fu Cizhou, "I'll just eat melon seeds here."

The hunk chatted briefly and there was no nonsense. Fu Cizhou continued the train of thought just now, from the bow tie to the neckline, and then to the unbuttoned button, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

He must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder can't see those.

Fu Cizhou rubbed his nose, his hands were free, and he went to straighten the black down jacket in front of him.

"Your clothes are similar to Zhu Yu's." Yuan Yixia bowed his head and looked at them with interest. "Is it the same style?"

"Bought it together, he is white and I am black." Fu Cizhou didn't hide anything, and said it generously.

"Fuck," Yuan Yixia leaned back on the chair with a smile, "is it for couples?"

Fu Cizhou paused with the hand holding the clothes, and then slowly stopped: "Can this also be a couple's style?"

"Aren't they all like this?" Yuan Yixia explained with a smile, "Everything is the same, except for a little pattern..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, a wave of screams suddenly erupted from the side of the stage.

Fu Cizhou and Yuan Yixia immediately interrupted the conversation, Qiqi turned to look over there.

Class [-]'s pretty boys in short skirts came out.

"Wow... trough..."

Yuan Yixia let out an uneducated exclamation, jumped onto the bench like a monkey and stretched his head to look over there, "These people are awesome."

Everyone was attracted almost at the same time, and they all ran to the exit to watch.

And there seemed to be no expectation that there would be such a big scene, and the group of boys who had just come out headed by Xu Lei shrank back in an instant.

"Fuck! I'm a little bit! I'm sorry!" Wang Ying rubbed his head, his ears turned red.

Most of the boys started to retreat, and they had enough laughs with their own people, so they didn't want to go out and lose this person.

Zhu Yu didn't care that much, he was used to being shameless.

Now that I have put on my clothes, I don’t want to take them off again. As soon as I put on my mask, I go out to find water.

In order not to be so conspicuous, he deliberately walked through the back door, first left the classroom, walked around the outside, and then entered through the main entrance.

It was very cold outside, Zhu Yu Guang wrapped his calves tightly in his clothes.

Fu Cizhou was sitting at the edge of the classroom and was the first to see people coming in.He still had a peanut in his mouth and almost missed the shell.

Zhu Yu stared straight in, obviously not paying attention to the living man sitting beside him.

Fu Cizhou spat out the peanut shells, raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Yu's clothes, and with a force like grabbing a chicken, he grabbed the person and sat next to him.

With a bottle of mineral water in his hand, Zhu Yu turned around and leaned half of his body on Fu Cizhou's body.

He blinked his eyes, still not recovering from his sudden displacement: "Why are you here?"

"Fuck, you're awesome bro," Yuan Yixia's eyes drifted straight to Zhu Yu's lap, "Aren't your balls cold?"

There was a stalk in Fu Cizhou's throat, and he lowered his head subconsciously.

"I've never seen you care about me so much." Zhu Yu lifted the down jacket on his body, revealing the short skirt covering his legs, "I have leggings."

Yuan Yixia was dishonest, skipped Fu Cizhou and directly lifted Zhu Yu's skirt: "Show me."

"What the hell are you doing!" Fu Cizhou almost slapped Yuan Yixia's face.

On the other hand, Zhu Yu was generous, half of his skirt was lifted, and he asked shamelessly, "Is it pretty?"

"Looks good, looks good," Yuan Yixia patted Zhu Yu's leg, "You're too fucking white, aren't you?!"

"Are you okay?" Zhu Yu covered the skirt back, not hindering Yuan Yixia's tricks at all, "Go and see Xu Lei, he is whiter than me."

Fu Cizhou was sandwiched between the two, his forehead was about to burst into flames.

"You guys are really good," Yuan Yixia's eyes lit up, and he ran to the changing room, "Help me look at the clothes."

Zhu Yu got an empty seat, sat down, unscrewed the mineral water and filled one-third of it first.

"Don't you have a cold?" Fu Cizhou said, only to feel his voice hoarse, "Drink cold water when you have a cold?"

After Zhu Yu finished drinking the water, he took the mask back again: "I'm so hot."

He stepped on the crossbar under the table, the down jacket was wide open, and the hem of the jacket slipped to the sides along the thighs.

As soon as Fu Cizhou lowered his eyes, he saw the skirt of the pink skirt, and was forced to look up to see Zhu Yu tearing open the neckline, revealing a section of fair neck.

"You have fleas on your body?" Fu Cizhou didn't know where to look, and finally had to stop on his clothes, "Is it a monkey?"

Zhu Yu stepped on the table and looked at people with his chin: "This Hanfu is also very beautiful."

Fu Cizhou followed his gaze and looked at the girls wearing skirts in the arena.

Just like a costume drama, the dresses dragged a long tail, and some of them held round fans in their hands, and they still had that smell when talking and laughing.

"Wow, Zhu Yu!"

Someone noticed the two people in the corner, and couldn't help reaching out and hooking Zhu Yu's neck: "Beauty!"

Fu Cizhou glanced at the other party, but didn't recognize him.

"Handsome guy," Zhu Yu smiled and pushed the man's hand away, "Don't mess with me."

The two fought and fought for a while, Fu Cizhou watched with a livid face.

It wasn't until the party officially started at 06:30 that the man waved his hand and left.

"Who?" Fu Cizhou asked.

"Junior high school classmate." Zhu Yu peeled a peanut and shook the peanut shell in front of Fu Cizhou, "Where did you get it?"

Zhu Yu's junior high school and high school are all in Nanhuai No. [-] Middle School, and he knows many times more people than Fu Cizhou.

Fu Cizhou looked at Peanut with a displeased face: "I don't know, Yuan Yixia brought it."

"Five-spice, it's delicious." Zhu Yu baji baji finished eating the peanuts, and was about to get up and look for them again.

As soon as Fu Cizhou wanted to complain about Zhu Yu, he knew how to eat, but before he could say anything, he saw that the man was too hot halfway, so he took off his down jacket.

The skirt is designed with a waist, and the shirt is tucked inside.

Now let alone the legs, even the waist can be clearly seen.

Fu Cizhou's brain exploded immediately, and he quickly pulled Zhu Yu's skirt and pulled him back.

"Hey hey..." Zhu Yu staggered back to his seat, "Why are you still pulling my skirt?"

"Where are you going in this dress?" Fu Cizhou felt that his throat was burning.

Zhu Yu narrowed his eyes, and smiled half of his canine teeth: "Isn't it good-looking?"

"What a good fart!?" Fu Cizhou took Zhu Yu's clothes, and covered his head and face, "You just stay here!"

If you let others stay, you have to do things for others.

Fu Cizhou headed to the center of the venue with a dull head, and grabbed a handful of spiced peanuts for Zhu Yu.

But when he went back the same way, the person in the seat turned into Yuan Yixia, who was very big and rough.

"Where's Zhu Yu?" Fu Cizhou put the peanuts on the table.

Yuan Yixia leaned over happily, squeezed a peanut and began to peel it: "I was called out by Chu Yao."

"Chu Yao?" Fu Cizhou felt a headache when he heard the name.

"Five classes, small classes," Yuan Yixia pointed at the door, "You just left, do you want to listen to the corner?"

Fu Cizhou pursed his lips, not knowing what it was like.

He seemed a little irritable and a little angry.

The peanuts on the table were spread there, and Yuan Yixia ate half of them in a short while.

The lights dimmed and the party began.

Fu Cizhou stroked his sleeves, and he had to go to the piano to play the first song in a while.

"Don't finish eating my peanuts." Fu Cizhou complained.

He walked away half a step, a little worried, and finally grabbed another handful and came back: "Save some for me."

He doesn't eat peanuts, but he doesn't have the nerve to say it's for Zhu Yu.

Yuan Yixia nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice: "Keep it for you, I won't give it to Zhu Yu when he comes later."

Fu Cizhou almost lost his temper: "He can eat."

"Oh," Yuan Yixia reacted for a few seconds, "Then why can't I eat it?"

Fu Cizhou was at a loss for words for a while, but fortunately Xu Lei came to call him at this time, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yuan Yixia, and walked away.

There was a faint sound of wind outside the window, Fu Cizhou glanced at the darkened sky, frowned and asked, "Is it raining?"

"No way," Xu Lei looked down at the process sheet, and answered absent-mindedly, "The weather forecast says it won't rain until midnight."

Zhu Yu won't chat with Chu Yao outside until midnight, right?

Such a strange idea suddenly popped up in Fu Cizhou's mind.

He was still bare-legged.

Here Fu Cizhou is still worried about whether Zhu Yu will get arthritis.

And in the corridor separated by a wall, Zhu Yu's mind was that he didn't give it to his tablemate at all.

"I didn't worry about it," he still had a standard smile on his face, "Your brother is your brother, you are you. Besides, Fu Cizhou's kick was not light, in fact, we should apologize to you. "

"No, no, no," Chu Yao shook her head quickly, as if she was still angry, but there was still some distress mixed between her brows, "He deserves it."

Zhu Yu said again: "Your brother loves you very much, no one will dare to bully you in the future."

Chu Yao pursed her lips and looked at Zhu Yu with a little more caution in her eyes: "Then you are, are you not angry with me?"

Zhu Yu shook his head: "I wasn't angry at all."

To be angry is to be angry with Chu Ming, and it has nothing to do with Chu Yao.

It was dark, and the cool wind was blowing a little cold.

Seeing that Chu Yao stopped answering the conversation, Zhu Yu turned around and said, "Go back."

The two of them stood outside alone for a long time, and they might be gossiping again.

"Zhu Yu," Chu Yao suddenly stopped him, "Can I answer the question you asked me last time?"

Zhu Yu stopped and looked back at her: "What's the problem?"

"You said, 'If there is another person who looks similar to you and has the same personality, I will still, will I still like it?'"

Chu Yao paused before the word "like", gritted her teeth and said the sentence in full.

"There will never be two people who are exactly alike, neither in appearance nor in personality."

Zhu Yu stopped where he was, as if he was a little dazed.

Chu Yao's eyes were firm, with undeniable affirmation.

"Zhu Yu is Zhu Yu, unique, no one is as good as you... as good as you."

She couldn't say anything else, and she boiled everything down to the word "good".

"Looks good?" Zhu Yu asked.

Chu Yao lowered her head: "Sex, good personality."

Zhu Yu loves to laugh and play, cheerful and lively, with excellent grades and a gentle personality.

Of course he is also very handsome, but Chu Yao is not ashamed to say it directly.

Looking at the boy she likes, she always feels that everything is good.

"You like me," Zhu Yu said suddenly, pointing to himself, "You like my character."

There was no smile on his face, originally he was usually expressionless, but now he was full of indifference.

"Do you know what kind of character I am?"

Chu Yao took half a step back, as if frightened.

Zhu Yu noticed that his emotions were abnormal, and curled the corners of his lips stiffly.

But this smile not only did not ease the atmosphere, but seemed to be a trace of sarcasm inadvertently.

"I don't know myself."