Chapter 72: Tiles are easy to find, but hair is hard to find

As an old Jianghu who has read and watched Mary Sue culture for many years, how could Xiang Yu not see their careful thoughts.

He looked at Bai Wenxin with a smile, "You went to my house to find tiles, right?"

"Uh-huh, yes. Bai Wenxin nodded quite widely, and his expression was excited, obviously misunderstanding Xiang Yu's attitude.

"As for you, are you going to my house to pick up your hair?"

Sensing that Xiang Yu's mood was wrong, Liu Yingying nodded hesitantly.

"I! refuse!"

After doing a complete set of preparatory activities, Xiang Yu snatched a basketball from his classmates and was about to leave, he had already imagined that the back of the departure must contain his own determination and ruthlessness, and all the thoughts of the two girls were broken, but Liu Yingying suddenly stopped him.

"I had already called your father in advance and he agreed. ā€

Xiang Yu, who stopped his steps in time: ......

Bai Wenxin looked at Liu Yingying with an expression of adoration: she didn't expect to do this!

This is expected that Xiang Yu will refuse, so he left his hand in advance.

When it comes to dragging his feet, Lao Xiang is definitely a medium expert.

Worried that Xiang Yu would hate herself, Liu Yingying explained: "I called, and your father said that he was to thank me for my beef and asked me to come over for dinner tonight." ā€

Xiang Yu can imagine that in order to show his increasingly excellent cooking skills, Lao Xiang at this time has definitely skipped work and rushed to the vegetable market, as a billionaire worth tens of billions, he did not hesitate to plunge into the fireworks of the world.

"Whatever you want. Xiang Yu sighed, his helplessness overflowing.

As if he had received approval, Bai Wenxin rejoiced.

Liu Yingying was uneasy, observing Xiang Yu's reaction from time to time.

So, after school, Xiang Yu took Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying home in the warm eyes of his classmates.

The two insisted on not taking their luxury car, perhaps because they were concerned about Xiang Yu's family background, and tried to shorten the distance with him in this seemingly approachable way.

Xiang Yu is also embarrassed, he can't ride a bicycle in front of him, and let two beautifully dressed girls run behind him - if you really want to do this, you will definitely make headlines tomorrow and be severely attacked by the majority of women.

So, he had to leave his bike at school and take the bus instead.

Even so, everyone's attention was indispensable along the way, and Liu Yingying's face was thickened.

Bai Wenxin didn't care, she automatically understood everyone's gaze as admiration for her beauty.

Along the way, Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying sandwiched Xiang Yu in the middle, and from time to time they had to use a shake to make "inadvertent" contact with his body.

Especially Bai Wenxin, this is too obvious. The driver turned right, but she fell to the left, clearly not taking the inertia in her eyes!

In the face of their frequent and enthusiastic careful thinking, for Xiang Yu, it is tantamount to a kind of torture.

When he saw the little boy biting the lollipop in front of him showing a look of envy, Xiang Yu smiled helplessly, and the afterglow sprinkled on the side of his face, quite a sense of tragedy.

After "a lot of hardship", I finally got home.

Just happened to bump into Comrade Yuan Hongmei to send fresh fruits and vegetables to the father and son.

"These two are ......"

Xiang Yu hurriedly explained to his mother: "Classmate, come to the house as a guest." Would you like Aunt Yuan to stay and eat with us at night?"

He was afraid that only Lao Xiang was an adult present, and with his upside-down personality, maybe something would happen, and he would achieve the "greed" of the two flower-like girls.

Yuan Hongmei didn't refuse, "That's okay, I'll also help your father." ā€

Seeing his father and mother approaching quickly after contact, Xiang Yu suddenly felt that Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying were not so disgusting.

"As for what you're looking for, look for it. ā€

Xiang Yu threw off his heavy schoolbag on the sofa, and then went back to the room to change clothes.

When he came out, the first thing he felt was that the air in the room was a little heavy.

Walking to the restaurant, Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying sat at opposite ends of the table, looking at each other in a confrontational atmosphere.

One hugging arms, the other sitting upright, and the feeling of glue that no one is willing to give in is permeated in the old house of more than 80 square meters.

As for Comrade Yuan Hongmei, although she was busy in the kitchen, she still did not relax her observation of Bai Wenxin and Liu Yingying, and she did not forget to glance at it quickly when choosing vegetables.

Feeling that he had invited two ancestors to his home, Xiang Yu felt powerless. regretted letting Lao Xiang let him change such a long table to the already cramped and cramped restaurant.

When people sit at both ends, it's either like a meeting or a confrontation.

"Hey, you two ......"

He stepped forward and tapped his knuckles on the table.

The two are still unmoved, childish as if whoever blinks first loses the game.

Xiang Yu said helplessly: "There may still be some tiles left, and it should be quite difficult to find the hair." ā€

It was as if he had been sanctioned, and Bai Wenxin raised his head.

She looked at Xiang Yu with disbelief on her face, with a look of disbelief.

Xiang Yu was stunned by her. I thought about it carefully: I didn't seem to say anything strange.

Liu Yingying's calm face opened a gentle smile, although she was extremely restrained, Xiang Yu still noticed her happiness and excitement from the inside out.

Xiang Yu: ......

What's going on?

"I—I'm gone!"

In order to express his dissatisfaction, Bai Wen stomped his feet angrily and walked away without looking back.

was left behind, Liu Yingying assumed the posture of a victor, and finally had time to drink a sip of boiled water.

Xiang Yu: ???

He had a question mark in his head.

I always feel that the brain circuits of the two girls are not ordinary, in short, they are not normal.

Comrade Yuan Hongmei, who saw the clue, smiled and beckoned to Yu: "Little boy, come here." ā€

Facing the call of his mother, Xiang Yu naturally ran over happily and listened to her instructions. As for any troubles and doubts, they were all left behind him.

"The little boy is very puzzled, isn't it?" Comrade Yuan Hongmei, who had insight into everything, showed the old spicy in the vegetable market.

Xiang Yu nodded: It's really incomprehensible.

"Let me ask you first, whose tiles belong and whose hair does they own?"

Yuan Hongmei took out the patience of teaching children to write homework, and guided Xiang Yu to find the answer step by step.

"The tiles are Bai Wenxin's, and as for the hair, it is Liu Yingying's. ā€

"You say tiles are easy to find, but hair is hard to find. In other words, Liu may stay here for a longer period of time. ā€

At the end of the point, Yuan Hongmei continued to work around the stove, cutting a green onion and picking garlic for a while.

If it were someone else, everything that happened today might have become a dead knot. But Xiang Yu is different, he has seen a lot.

"So, the two little girls automatically understood my words as their choice?"

Even if his scope of involvement is not bad, Xiang Yu, as a straight man, still feels an unprecedented challenge: I really want to open their heads to see how it grows!

So, Liu Yingying ate and drank at Xiang's house with the attitude of a winner, and accompanied Lao Xiang to listen to the cross talk for a while. When he left, he still had a look on his face.

"It's a pity that I didn't find my hair, I'll come back tomorrow to find it. ā€

Facing her departing back, Xiang Yu was like a shell with his soul drained.

"Come back tomorrow?"