Chapter 202 Young man, don't listen to advice
Sunday, sunny.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Xu Qingzhou went out sleepily. There were signs of use on the sink, but there was no one in the living room. Thinking that Song Yao should have gone to buy breakfast, he simply took clean clothes and went to take a shower.
When I came out of the shower, I saw Song Yao had returned and there were two more breakfasts on the table.
"Good morning." Xu Qingzhou greeted.
"Well, good morning." Song Yao had a tense face, obviously not adapting to the change of identity.
Xu Qingzhou used the hair dryer to dry his hair and sat down. "Let's go to the furniture store after dinner?"
Senior Ren Xiaoling was supervising an experiment in the morning and just happened to have time to buy some furniture.
Song Yao nodded and snorted. They were obviously very familiar with each other, but after becoming this guy's girlfriend, she now didn't know how to get along with him.
"We can buy another table and put it in the living room." Xu Qingzhou pointed to the corner next to the sofa, "If it's boring to read in the bedroom, you can come to the living room."
Also, it is more suitable for two people to be together.
"Yeah, okay." Song Yao nodded again and thought this method was feasible.
After breakfast, Song Yao went back to her room to change clothes, while Xu Qingzhou, dressed more casually, was in the living room planning how big a table to buy.
Ten minutes later, Song Yao came out and asked Xu Qingzhou, "How about this set?"
"She looks very good." Xu Qingzhou was telling the truth. She was wearing a high ponytail, a beige sweatshirt and jeans. She was standing tall and graceful with a cool expression. She exuded a youthful vibe.
Hearing Xu Qingzhou's praise, Song Yao felt very happy and it was worth it for all the time she spent dressing up.
"Let's go." Seeing that the time was almost up, Xu Qingzhou raised his hand and motioned Song Yao to stretch out her hand.
Song Yao's eyes paused for a moment, and she placed her hand in Xu Qingzhou's palm.
Xu Qingzhou held the tender little white hand, feeling satisfied, and happily took Song Yao out.
The weather was exceptionally good. The sun shone through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the two of them, making them feel warm.
"I looked and decided to move the coffee table a little further away so that a desk could fit in the living room. After shopping in the furniture store, I could just eat in the mall next door."
As soon as Xu Qingzhou went out, he started to talk about his morning arrangements. While speaking, he was also expressing his feelings that he could hold hands openly without having to worry about being knocked down by a punch. How wonderful it was.
"Ah."
Song Yao nodded gently, staring at the hands she and Xu Qingzhou were holding. They had gone out together many times, but this was the first time they went out holding hands.
A bit unaccustomed to it.
However, it feels very good to be led by someone and not have to worry about how to walk.
It's nice to be a little girl who is cared for.
Just when she was thinking that she should be more gentle, the boy in front of her suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at her with complicated eyes.
"what happened?"
"Song Yao, I really can't get used to your gentle appearance now. How about changing back to the combat version of Song Yao?"
Xu Qingzhou had a look of loss. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.
"Oops, wrong, wrong!"
"Are you used to it now?!"
Song Yao was so angry that her teeth were itching. She had long forgotten the idea of being a weak little girl.
This guy will tear off the tiles if he is not punished for three days.
"."Xu Qingzhou gasped in pain.
Song Yao snorted and asked, "Xu Qingzhou, in your eyes, am I just a female man?"
"Absolutely not."
Xu Qingzhou rubbed the place where Song Yao pinched him, paused, read her expression, and added: "Of course, it would be better if you don't always clench your fists when you are angry."
"I just thought about it, but I didn't do anything."
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Think about it? Haha, I still want to do it!
No, I need to exercise. I can't let her bully me all the time.
Xu Qingzhou held his waist and made up his mind. Coincidentally, the two met the landlady at the intersection: "Hey, Xiao Xu, Xiao Song, go out."
"Yeah, yes, let's go buy some furniture." Xu Qingzhou responded with a smile.
"Very good, tell Auntie if you need anything."
"Okay, thank you, auntie."
The landlady nodded and her eyes stayed on Xu Qingzhou for a moment. "Xiao Xu, I know an old Chinese doctor. If you two need anything, I'll give you his phone number."
I am also sighing that these two young people did not listen to what their aunt said. Look, they don’t know how to exercise self-control and they even hold their waists when they go out.
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Xu Qingzhou expressed that he was very depressed. He said that he could only hold someone's hand now, so how could you tarnish someone's innocence out of thin air!
Song Yao blinked and looked at Xu Qingzhou innocently.
The landlady looked at Song Yao again and said earnestly, "Xiao Song, you too, you should be considerate of men, understand."
Song Yao: “.”
"Okay, Auntie has something else to do, so I'll leave first."
The enthusiastic landlady waved her hand and left with the vegetables.
Looking at Song Yao whose ears were red, Xu Qingzhou teased, "See, little girl, you have to be considerate of men, you know."
"Xu Qingzhou!"
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At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xu Qingzhou and his companion got off Line 4.
Song Yao had a strange look on her face. It was okay that Xu Qingzhou liked legs, as far as she knew most boys liked legs, but on the subway, this guy pulled her hand and looked at it again and again, and was "playing" with it so enthusiastically.
How come he has so many weird hobbies?
Xu Qingzhou happily held the girl's hand. Seeing that she was in deep thought, not knowing what she was thinking about, he circled his index finger around her palm.
The numbing feeling made Song Yao's heart tighten. She abruptly withdrew her hand and glared at him angrily.
"I won't move."
Xu Qingzhou coughed dryly, made a promise, and reached for Song Yao's hand.
Song Yao was angry, but did not resist, allowing him to grab her hand out of her sleeve.
With the warm little hand held again, Xu Qingzhou became much more obedient, and the two of them walked slowly towards the furniture store.
"Do you feel in love now?" Xu Qingzhou turned and asked the girl next to him.
"No." Song Yao curled her lips, although this feeling was pretty good now.
Xu Qingzhou slowed down his pace and continued her words: "No, it's normal. When two people are in love, there are no bloody plots like in TV dramas. In fact, most of the time, they encounter boring trivialities."
After saying that, he glanced at the girl's expression and continued, "Love is when two people turn their ordinary lives into romantic ones."
"In short, we need to live together but also have a little romance in life, so that both parties can feel their hearts beating faster."
Song Yao looked at him expressionlessly, "Are you very experienced?"
"There are a lot of theories about this in the book." Xu Qingzhou paused, thinking that he almost dug a hole for himself.
Song Yao didn't say anything, wondering what this guy wanted to do by suddenly saying all these things.
Xu Qingzhou asked again: "When we hold hands like this, can you feel the accelerated heartbeat of love?"
"No." Song Yao looked away. Well, to be honest, she was a little moved, especially when this guy tickled the palm of her hand, which made her feel itchy and indescribably comfortable.
“It’s normal if you don’t have any.”
Xu Qingzhou continued to nod, stopped, turned to look at Song Yao, and said: "Generally speaking, only when you kiss can you better experience the beauty of love."
"So, do you want to experience it?"
(End of this chapter)
