Yan Cuo took him to the small shop that she and Su He often went to, his hot and sour noodles were very authentic, sour and spicy, very appetizing, and they could eat a big bowl every time.

Yan Cuo pulled him to a vacant seat and sat down, ordered two servings of hot and sour noodles, and bought two cups of milk tea at the milk tea shop next door.

A few little girls couldn't help but walk up, with a little blush on their faces, and handed over their mobile phones with a shy face, "Hello, can you add a WeChat?" ”

Yu Muyang didn't raise his head, looking at the girls in front of him, he only felt that it was so an eyesore, and they all blocked him from looking at his words.

Thinking of this, his expression instantly turned cold, and the girls felt that the temperature around them was a few degrees lower, and then they heard the cold voice of the boy in front of them.

"No, you can't."

The girls were ashamed and embarrassed, and left in a hurry.

Yan Cuo looked at the scene here, looked at him with a black face, didn't know what to say, and then the girls left with a bad face.

I think it must have refused.

He is such a person, he doesn't bother to give a look to people who don't care.

It just so happened that the milk tea was ready, and Yan Cuo paid the money and walked over, just in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but smile at him.

"Wait a long time, Nuo, here you go, drink." As he spoke, he inserted a straw and handed it over.

Yu Muyang doesn't like to drink these, he just feels that it is too sweet to say, but he has no choice but to say that he likes it very much, and every time he comes out, he has to drink a drink, and he has to cooperate with him, order a cup every time, and occasionally take two sips in his hand.

Yan Cuo plugged in the straw and took a big sip, only to feel cold and cold, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

Yu Muyang looked at her satisfied look, and couldn't help but remind, "Drink less ice, your menstrual period is almost here." ”

Yan Cuo's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still drank a few more sips unwillingly, and then put it aside and looked at it with a blank eye.

"I'll go buy you another warm one, and wait." He touched her head and stood up.

Before Yancuo could speak, he saw that he had already walked out and was waiting at the bubble tea shop.

He was long and jade, and he was very eye-catching in the crowd, and Yan Cuo saw him at once, watched him wait patiently, and then quickly brought back a cup of hot milk tea.

"Why are you so fast? I can see that there is someone in front of you. Yan Cuo was a little puzzled when he saw that he came back so soon, and then reached out and took the cup of milk tea.

"Maybe the boss saw that I was handsome and asked me to join a team." He smiled at her, then sat down next to her.

The hot and sour noodles just came up, and the boss saw Yancuo and said hello, "Come on, this is your boyfriend, he looks so handsome." ”

Yan Cuo nodded a little embarrassedly, then added some vinegar to the hot and sour noodles, and then stirred it with chopsticks, dissipated some heat, and then began to eat slowly.

The powder was a little slippery, and he always slipped after pinching it a few times, and he was a little deflated, and then saw a pair of slender hands reach over, easily clamping up some fans, and motioning for her to open her mouth.

Yan Cuo's face suddenly turned red, and he looked around, but fortunately no one paid attention here, and he opened his mouth a little embarrassed and slowly sucked the noodles down.

He watched her finish eating, and then began to hold it again, one after another, and the people around couldn't help but look at it, Yan Cuo felt ashamed, buried his head very low, and said softly: "I, I eat it myself." ”

Yu Muyang was very happy to see her appearance, and wanted to tease her again, but because of her thin skin, she gave up.

The next time the two of them are together, he must tease her well, looking at her blushing appearance, his inexplicable mood will be much clearer.

Yan Cuotong ate the rest of the powder with a red face, drank the milk tea in his arms, looked at his bowl and didn't move much, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you like to eat?" ”

"I like it." He replied without thinking.

"Then why haven't you eaten much?"

"I'm looking at you." He looked at her affectionately, and hurriedly lowered his head, biting the straw, a little shy and embarrassed.

"Then you eat quickly, and go back when you're done." She couldn't help but urge, wanting him to withdraw his gaze from her.

"Oh." He seemed to retract his gaze a little unwillingly, and slowly ate the noodles in the bowl, looking elegant.

I really fell for his poison, and I didn't think it looked good to watch him eat a bowl of noodles.

He ate quickly, but he had already bottomed out in a few minutes, and Yan Cuo was about to stand up, but he saw him take the cup of milk tea he had just drunk, and gently bite the straw like her.

Yan Cuo thought that he had just bitten it, and then looked at his lips biting lightly at the position where he had bitten them just now, looking at his red lips, and suddenly thought of the scene where he was pressed under him and kissed heavily.

She couldn't help but cover her face and stopped looking at him, feeling her heart beating so fast.

I'm afraid it's a demon.

Yu Muyang looked at her whole face flushed, and couldn't help but chuckle, then stood up and went to settle the bill, and then walked to her side, "Let's go." ”

Yan Cuo stood up suddenly, he couldn't dodge, and his chin was hit hard.

Yan Cuo touched his head, and then looked at him with a slightly painful appearance, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it hurts or not, let's go to the infirmary." ”

He lowered his head and touched her head, rubbed it gently, and walked out with her in the lead.

Along the way, Yan Cuo was still a little worried, he got up so violently, he must have hurt him, otherwise why would his head still hurt faintly.

She looked at the boy's face at the moment, but she was still not at ease, until she arrived at the campus, she led him to a corridor, asked him to sit down, and then gently kneaded his chin.

"It must be painful, you still don't speak, it's all red, go to the infirmary and have a look." Her tone was a little apologetic, and a little distressed, and her eyes flashed in her sockets, which burned him all at once.

He grabbed her hand and whispered comfortingly: "I'm fine, don't worry, but you, does your head still hurt?" ”

She laughed angrily at him, "You stupid, my head is much harder than your chin, I'll be fine for a long time." As for you, whether it hurts or not, it's all my fault. ”

He stroked her slightly messy hair, and smiled dotingly: "Don't worry, I'm a man, where is like you, with fine skin and tender flesh, you can't bump it at all." ”

"I don't have it." Yan Cuo couldn't help but want to argue, she knew that he was trying to comfort herself, and in addition to being moved by his warmth, there was also a little heartwarming.