A coquettish shout sounded, and Chen and Feng Xiangyu fell into their arms.

Or, he was hugged, hugged by Chu Ximo.

"You're going to peek at me?" Chu Ximo smiled.

Chen Hefeng hurriedly shook his head and stabilized his body.

"Sister, don't make fun of me, I also made an appointment with Little Fat Niu and Brother Jiao, I can't let them wait in a hurry." Chen Hefeng urged.

"What's the hurry? My sister can't just drive. Chu Ximo touched Chen Hefeng's head and grabbed the key next to him with her hand.

"You still have class tonight, right?"

"yes, taekwondo class." Chen Hefeng nodded, not denying it.

"You take the Taoist service belt, do you want to come back to get it in the evening?"

Chen Hefeng also realized that he didn't bring his uniform.

"Wait." Chen Hefeng immediately rushed out of Chu Ximo's house and opened the door of his house with the key.

The Taoist service belt was hung on the balcony, and Chen Hefeng took it down very easily.

"Wait." Just as he was about to step out of the room, he realized something.

What Chu Ximo said just now doesn't mean that she is going to follow tonight.

It's not scary for her to follow, but Jiang Xutong is also there.

The two most important women in his life met like this?

It's too casual, if Sister Ximo knew that he returned to the past because he missed Jiang Xutong, wouldn't she hack him to death.

"I'm in trouble." Chen Hefeng smiled bitterly, but there was no way, Jiang Xutong couldn't persuade him, and Chu Ximo couldn't persuade him.

Resigned to fate, I hope Chu Ximo will read quietly there.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Chen Hefeng looked at the electricity, it was his mother.

"Hey, Hefeng, we didn't come back tonight, we all stayed at my grandmother's house, and we settled it with Ximo for dinner."

After hearing this sentence, Chen Hefeng hung up.

There was no more turmoil in his heart, his parents often went out to play, he resisted at first, and then his parents did not ask him similar questions again.

Chen Hefeng has long been accustomed to it, seven days a week, at least four days when his family is not at home.

At that time, he naturally went to Chu Ximo's door and knocked on the door.

His parents were very relieved of Chu Ximo, just as her parents were to him.

The two sides have been neighbors for more than ten years, and the children have grown up together, so naturally there is no disagreement.

What's more, Chen Hefeng's studies are all tutored by Chu Ximo alone, and from these alone, Chen Hefeng's parents are even more at ease.

opened the door, and Chu Ximo was greeted by him.

"Something on my back." Chu Ximo unceremoniously put his belongings into Chen Hefeng's backpack, and then pulled him downstairs quickly.

"In such a hurry?" Chen Hefeng was a little puzzled.

Chu Ximo glanced back at him and spit out three words.

"Peak."

It's a good peak period, and even someone as lazy as Chu Ximo is urgent.

The main reason is that there are many people traveling today, after all, it is a three-day vacation, and many people choose to travel.

"My parents didn't come back." Chen Hefeng said this sentence very blandly.

"You don't have to say hello to me so often."

Chen Hefeng was also helpless in his heart, he usually had the plot in his mind, how could he think that he was not a god after so many things from a year ago.

"Just after class tonight, accompany me for a night run along the river." Chu Ximo suddenly said.

Chen Hefeng combed through his memories, the night run more than a year ago was very normal, but this time it may be abnormal.

They stayed in the library in the morning, and they must have found a place to have fun together in the afternoon, and after confessing, they went to class in the evening, Chu Ximo definitely asked him with a stomach full of words, even if he didn't answer on the way to the night and returned home, he would be tortured to extract a confession.

went downstairs, Chen Hefeng and Chu Ximo immediately got into the car.

This is a spacious white SUV, except for Chu Ximo, only Chen Hefeng can sit in this car.

So the car is very clean.

"Let's go, you should be able to get there in more than half an hour." Chen Hefeng flipped through the navigation, and after confirming the route, he skillfully stuffed the mobile phone into Chu Ximo's lap.

He picked up Chu Ximo's mobile phone, and opened it with a sweep of his face, without any obstruction.

Similarly, his mobile phone Chu Ximo can also be unlocked like this.

They have no secrets from each other, and even know each other best.

I skillfully flipped through the novels that Chu Ximo had read in recent days, and one of them was written by Gao Yan.

"The Man of My Dreams".

Compared with the title of Gao Yan's book with such a literary level, Chen Hefeng's title is a little peculiar.

"Dawn of the Stars".

There is no doubt that they are only the best among online writers of the same age, and in addition to a month's full attendance, there are only fifty or sixty rewards and a subscription of more than 100 yuan.

After all, the people who read their novels are all peers, and there are a few who have money to reward, so it's good to be able to subscribe to support the genuine version.

Chen Hefeng opened the social software and switched his account.

It's just switching, no password or anything like that.

"Rush hour, wait a little longer, get ready to speak."

Gao Yan gave him a smile back, and Xia Jiao gave him a thumbs up.

"Look at Chubby Girl's novel, I haven't read it for a long time." The author of Yangwen subscribed to a dozen paid chapters in the blink of an eye.

Chu Ximo doesn't care, she is not short of this money, she will read this in a few days, and Chen Hefeng also helped her save the payment link.

"That's a good job lately." Chen Hefeng's yin and yang strange voice sounded.

Gao Yan's novel genre belongs to urban romantic youth, there is no domineering president, no intrigue, and it is a small and fresh article.

Chen Hefeng likes this genre, but he rarely has time to read what Gao Yan writes.

After all, in terms of the depiction of the emotional line, Gao Yan is not as good as a boy for a girl.

Chen Hefeng also admitted that his emotional line is stronger than Gao Yan's because his emotional line is hidden between a small move, which is stronger than Gao Yan's kind of dialogue.

"I hope that the chubby girl's emotional line can be improved, and if it goes on like this, she will have the opportunity to publish it when she goes to college." Chen Hefeng said with emotion.

"If you want to, write one, after all, you're usually so idle." Chu Ximo chuckled.

Chen Hefeng was thoughtful and a little anxious.

"It's a really good idea, but I've been a little impetuous lately."

"When you code, come to my house, it's quieter than your house, even if no one is at home, you can come over, and I can point out your opinions in time."

"So, Sister Ximo wants to be my first reader?" Chen Hefeng's laughter was very hearty.

"I'm very interested in this type of novel, and I also want to know what kind of romantic youth novels you write are like."

"Then I'll think about it for a while, and I'm not in a hurry to start writing." Chen Hefeng responded, lost in thought.

The car drove slowly, and Chu Ximo also looked back at the pensive young man from time to time, and she kept a smile on her face.