Chapter 12: Blushing
Chu Zhixing let out a hearty chuckle, and teased her in a good mood, "They are all college students, why do you walk so frizzy?" β
"I, open, happy, happy......" Seeing Chu Zhixing who suddenly appeared in front of him, Song Liuran was indeed happy in his heart.
I have to say that when this man suddenly appeared in front of her, Song Liuran was surprised and at the same time, an indescribable joy surged in his heart.
Chu Zhixing bent down, picked up the book on the ground, and handed it to Song Liuran.
The girl in front of her was still a little stunned, and she still didn't seem to come back to her senses, her thin red lips were slightly open, and a pair of big black and moist eyes looked at him in a daze, inexplicably a kind of cute and straightforward cuteness. Chu Zhixing's eyes flashed slightly, this girl's reaction now was natural and natural when she was stumbling to catch the maple leaf just now, and she was naΓ―ve.
It's a pity that such a simple and beautiful girl, Muyang's kid can't look down on her crooked eyes, but instead takes that scheming Song Liulan as a treasure.
"Thank you, Wushao," Song Liuran immediately thanked him, and then took the book flatteredly, "Five, how did Wushao come back to our school?" β
Chu Zhixing looked at the vibrant, youthful and beautiful little face, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What, can't I come?" β
"No," Song Liuran was taken aback and said immediately, "It's just a little surprised, you should be very busy and don't have time to ......"
"Indeed," Chu Zhixing's expression was indifferent, agreeing with her words, and then the conversation changed, "I'm here for you this time." β
As soon as these words came out, Song Liuran's heart skipped a beat, and then the roots of his ears turned red unconsciously, and he bit his lower lip lightly, and asked cautiously, "For me?" β
"That's right," Chu Zhixing affirmed her, but suddenly said, "I don't know if Miss Jiang still remembers that she took my suit back to wash it a few days ago." β
"West...... Suit? Ah, remember, of course remember. At the mention of the suit that she vomited all over, Song Liuran was immediately embarrassed.
She touched her nose weakly, the suit was indeed there, but she forgot it, it had been a few days, and it was estimated that she had grown hair, "That, Wushao, you are a busy person, it's good to let someone else come to take clothes, or, I'll send it to you by phone." β
Chu Zhixing saw Song Liu's scattered appearance, his eyes flashed slightly, and he immediately understood that this girl must not have been washed, and said quietly, "A suit is not worth anything, but this suit has a special meaning to me, and I don't feel at ease when I hand it over to someone else." β
"Oh, that's it, haha......" Song Liuran felt more and more embarrassed, scratching his head with his hands, his eyes drifting around, but he didn't dare to look at Chu Zhixing.
"After so many days, Miss Song should have washed up, right?"
"Whew, right to ......" Song Liuran said vaguely.
"Can you get it for me now?" Chu Zhixing chased after him.
"Now, I'm afraid not, there's going to be a big lesson soon." Song Liuran repeatedly excused himself.
"I'm not in a hurry, I can give it to me after class." Chu Zhixing took advantage of the victory to pursue.
"Uh, this, how embarrassing, it's my sin to delay five young people to talk about business." Song Liuran resisted stubbornly to the end.
Chu Zhixing didn't want to entangle with her anymore, so he said bluntly, "Why don't Miss Song confess and tell me directly that I haven't washed it?" β
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At this time, Song Liuran was choked, blushing, and speechless. Originally, she still wanted to get through the trick, as long as she was given a little time, she could do it, but unfortunately, Chu Zhixing saw that she was lying.
Chu Zhixing was silent for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "It seems that there is really no washing." β
Although there was no ripple in these words, Song Liuran clearly heard a trace of loneliness from it, and his heart was anxious, Song Liuran immediately raised his head and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I forgot." β
Chu Zhixing sighed slightly, "The suit was a New Year's gift from my grandmother last year, but I didn't cherish it, it's really unfilial." β
Song Liuran was even more ashamed, biting her lip and saying, "I'm sorry, I ......" over and over again, except for apologizing, she has no good way to remedy it now.
"Forget it, no matter what, I must get the suit today, I'll wait here, please go back and help me take it out."
"Okay, okay." Song Liuran lowered his head, didn't dare to look at Chu Zhixing, turned around and hurried towards the student apartment. She was extremely annoyed in her heart, and she wanted to go back in time, she must wash her suit as soon as possible, and then spray some perfume.
Instead of pinching your nose and facing the stinky suit that just came out of the bag, as you are now......
Fortunately, there was no one in the apartment now, otherwise they would have to be smoked to death by the smell that pierced their heads, Song Liuran turned his head and took a sharp breath, then held his breath and hung his suit on the drying rack.
I took out my phone and recorded the back and forth.
Carrying the suit again, Song Liuran saw Chu Zhixing standing straight and standing there.
I have to say that this man is really good-looking, with a slender and straight figure, and a first-class complexion, especially from this angle, his side face is like a fairy who came out of the painting. From a distance, it has its own fairy spirit, and up close it looks extraordinary.
Now Chu Wushao is in his early thirties, and for men, he is at the peak stage of his life. At this age, he has taken off the impetuousness and rashness of young people, and he is surrounded by the calm and upright charm of adult men.
Energetic and noble, such a dragon and phoenix among people is enough to make any woman who sees him fascinated.
As an ordinary little woman, Song Liuran couldn't help but be attracted by such a Chu Wuye, and unconsciously, a red heart in her chest began to beat wildly.
Chu Zhixing sensed Song Liuran's arrival, turned his head to look at her, elegantly raised his hand to take the bag, and said lightly, "Thank you." β
Song Liuran heard him thank him, and immediately embarrassed, and immediately shook his head into a rattle.
The warm wind blew slowly, blowing the hair in front of Song Liuran's forehead, blowing the unique elegant taste of Chu Zhixing's body, inexplicably, Song Liuran felt that the world suddenly became open, and even the sunshine that had passed noon was more dazzling than noon.
In front of him was the man's angular face, the high and straight nose bridge, and the deep eyes that were as black as ink, and Song Liuran felt that his brain was slightly dizzy.
When the soul gradually detached from the body, a low sigh suddenly came from the ear, "You are so hard, don't you want to give it to me?" β
"Huh?" Song Liuran was startled, and his soul returned to his body, and he found that he was squeezing the bag hard and not letting go, it didn't look like he was going to return it to others, but as if he was going to snatch it back.
Her face turned red and she let go immediately.