No one could understand the sense of confusion in Yuan Liyang's mind at this moment.

To tell the truth, he didn't know much about Zhou Pingping when he was eighteen years old in his previous life, and the Zhou Pingping he knew was twenty-six years old at the beginning.

But now, he met the eighteen-year-old Zhou Pingping again.

If it is from the age of eighteen to twenty-six, everything can be traced, and all the changes can find their own stories, or vicissitudes, or beauty, or sorrow, or agitation.

But from the age of twenty-six...... No, to be precise, it should be from the age of twenty-nine or thirty to the age of eighteen all at once, but everything is disordered, inconsistent, and unreasonable.

He had seen all the gentleness and fierceness, all the obsession and courage of the beautiful girl in front of him, everything was very familiar, but he had never seen her girlish feelings.

"Hey, Yuan Liyang, give me some of your tea?" she said.

Yuan Liyang raised his head, "Okay, you want to drink tea?"

As she spoke, she said "um", which was an answer, Yuan Liyang had already lowered his head and took out the tea box from the hole in the table, opened it, took out the bag, loosened the iron clip, and poured it into her cup.

Subconsciously and precisely.

Then he said to her: "It's not suitable to put too much tea, let's drink it slowly, and the bottom half of the tea is easy to be bitter." ”

Thin pour the tea leaves at the bottom of a cup.

Yuan Liyang didn't have much research on tea in his previous life, he didn't know what brand or variety of tea it was, he only knew that it was black tea, and it was very fragrant and tasted very good.

After pouring, he took back the bag, clamped the seal, put away the tea can, and said subconsciously: "The thing is in the hole in my table, usually I am not there, if you want to drink, you can take it yourself! But remember, don't put too much, too much will be really bitter, and the taste will not be very good." Because it's been soaked for too long. ”

This chattering style is definitely not Yuan Liyang's original habit.

In fact, drinking tea is not his original habit.

He doesn't want to say that he is now eighteen years old, in the history that has happened, even after a few years, he has no habit of drinking tea, he does not resist, and he loves to drink, but he does not have this habit, and later lived with Zhou Pingping, and found that she always held a water cup and kept drinking tea in small sips.

Of course, she is definitely reluctant to buy those particularly good teas, often dozens of yuan a large jar of Tieguanyin - the kind packaged in small bags, she can drink three cups in a bag, and she can drink it all day.

It is said that this is a trick taught by her mother.

Her mother works in a textile factory, and in the workshop of that place, the temperature is high all year round, and the female workers are very thinly dressed, and they still sweat a lot, so Zhou's mother is holding a big water bottle every day, and then she summed up her experience and told her two daughters: You must continue to drink water every day, but don't take a big sip, don't drink fast, just take a small sip and smack slowly, in this way, it is not only good for the stomach, but also beautiful and beautiful.

Zhou Pingping is very convinced.

In fact, at the time of the divorce of the two in the previous life, she was already thirty years old, so tired every day, stressed, reluctant to use any good cosmetics, you want to say food and clothing, busy like that, it is obviously unlikely to take care of it too well, not to mention that she still has stomach problems, but even so, her skin has always been very good, delicate and delicate, and it is a special slippery and cool to the touch.

God knows if it's her drinking method, or if she's born beautiful.

…………

Putting away the tea can, seeing that she hadn't left, he asked her, "Do you want hot water?"

Look up, then look at each other.

Her eyes rolled slightly, and she nodded, as if with a shyly smile on her face.

Obviously she has her own thermos!

Yuan Liyang picked up the thermos at his feet, but at this time, Fang Mingwei suddenly stood up and patted Yuan Liyang's back - Yuan Liyang owed his body, and he went out from behind.

Yuan Liyang looked up at Zhou Pingping.

Zhou Pingping was also looking at her, her clear and bright eyes were watery, as if she was smiling and shy.

Yuan Liyang got up and sat down on Fang Mingwei's seat against the wall.

Zhou Pingping hesitated, pursed her lips, leaned in, and sat down.

His face turned red.

Yuan Liyang glanced at her, but she didn't dare to look back.

So he lifted the thermos again and knocked on the table, "Water glass!"

Put the water glass down.

Bang la, pour hot water into it, half a cup, and put it away.

After putting the thermos bottle, Yuan Liyang picked up the girl's water cup without seeing it, slowly shook it twice, and let the tea leaves turn away - he turned his water cup, she watched, he put the water cup back, turned his head to look at her, she turned around, blushing, pursed her mouth, with a slight smile on her face, but she just stared directly at the high stack of books on Yuan Liyang's seat, refusing to look at each other.

However, Yuan Liyang didn't speak, just looked at her.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and while staring at the stack of books in front of her, she said, "Hey, Yuan Liyang, have you really learned Sanda?"

"No! ”

"Then why were you so ...... that day? Everyone says you must have studied sanda, or martial arts, taekwondo, or something. Otherwise, you won't be able to beat them. ”

"! That's what they don't understand!"

She finally turned her head, her eyes were bright, but with a little doubt, a little confusion, a little bit of burning, a little curiosity, looking at Yuan Liyang.

Yuan Liyang said: "First, fighting is purely a matter of talent, and if you haven't learned it, it doesn't mean that you won't fight, just like if you don't wear makeup, you still look good, you are born beautiful, there is no way!"

This argument is so strange, I subconsciously feel that what he said is wrong, where can I not learn it? But he tied his skills to fight and his good looks, as if he couldn't refute it.

So cunning.

He continued: "Second, you may have overestimated Ding Guangxiu and his people, and they have ruined their bones, right? The key is that everyone is afraid of them now, so they don't dare to fight at all, so how can they fight? In fact, when they really fight, they are very good!"

Zhou Pingping pursed her lips, smiled, and did not evaluate.

Suddenly, "Hey, the other day I said that my dad wanted to invite you to dinner to express my gratitude, why didn't you want to go?"

Yuan Liyang was stern, "Nonsense! If you invite me to dinner, even if there is a radish and cabbage in the restaurant, I am willing to eat, but if your father invites me to dinner, I won't go if I get a thousand yuan for an appearance fee!"

As soon as my eyes flickered, I suddenly understood.

She turned her head and smiled again.

Shy, with joy.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner another day!" she said.

"Okay!" Yuan Liyang agreed very happily.

She squinted, slightly ashamed, but not timid, "Then it's decided." ”

"Well, okay, it's decided. ”

She picked up the cup, buckled the lid, and got up and left her seat.

But after she left, Yuan Liyang couldn't help but fall into some kind of contemplation, until a few minutes later, he was woken up by Fang Mingwei, "Hey, you're still in a daze?

Yuan Liyang smiled, "Okay!"

Fang Mingwei immediately showed his middle finger, "Get up, don't occupy the throne of the master!"

Waiting for Yuan Liyang to give up his seat, he went back to sit down, but he couldn't help but say: "Hey, old Yuan, just choose one, don't be all ho!

Yuan Liyang was stunned for a moment, "Ah, what to choose, why can you only choose one?"

"I mean Chen Bailu and Zhou Pingping!"

"Oh, you said they were both pretty and beautiful. ”

Fang Mingwei was stunned for a long time, and suddenly raised his middle finger again.

"Phew, you scum!"