Xia Suyuan shook her head.

"Actually, I don't really want to eat it. I just feel that there is no rice, there is no soul. ”

Yo, but a meal at the real school is hooked to the soul.

Du Yuzhou really felt that this girl was a little interesting: "Then you will come back and eat when it is white." Don't really eat too much at night. Greasy, or indigestible, and those that are easy to eat. It's not healthy for a long time. ”

Du Yuzhou really didn't know why this girl looked like she was eating so much, but she still looked very thin. Could it be that you usually exercise more?

Running around or something?

"I'll take you to drink milk tea in a while." He also picked up his chopsticks and went to pick up the dishes on the table.

Over there, the chopsticks in Xia Suyuan's hand trembled.

Why did she feel more and more that Du Yuzhou was her father.

Let yourself not eat this and eat that, and still talk about what health and nutrition you want.

……

Although Xia Gantang died when she was ten years old, she really has no lack of fatherly love.

Huh, I turned around and asked Wu Qianning: I treat Du Yuzhou as an object, but Du Yuzhou treats me as a daughter.

Compared with the joke before the meal, the two of them finished the meal calmly during the meal.

After experiments, it was proved that the four dishes ordered by Du Yuzhou were just enough for two people to eat.

In the end, there was an extra half of the plate.

When Xia Suyuan was leaving, looking at the last remaining dishes, a wave of sadness suddenly spread from the bottom of her heart.

"What's wrong?"

Du Yuzhou looked at her and her face suddenly changed expression.

The girl pursed her lips and said slowly, "I think I've eaten too much." Shame on you."

While I was on it, I also hiccuped.

Because he didn't open his mouth, his voice was not loud, but he still let Du Yuzhou, who had accidentally seen it, find out.

He paid the money. Then he dragged the girl outside with him.

Night falls. The rain seems to have stopped for a long time.

The street lights were reflected in the puddles on the ground, and they walked along the non-reflective places, and walked around them with their hearts. Walking and walking, it became the posture of Xia Suyuan pulling Du Yuzhou's sleeve again.

"If the back of my clothes is broken, 80% of the time you will drag it to me."

It was very cold after the rain. The occasional gust of wind can give them goosebumps.

Xia Suyuan wore seven-point pants. When the wind blows, it swoops into the pants.

She followed Du Yuzhou's feet and looked down to see his trousers.

"Du Yuzhou."

She shouted.

"Hmm."

The boy answered.

"Aren't you afraid of splashing dirty water on your pants when you wear long pants?"

"Black pants, I can't see it."

……

"But if it's dirty, you have to wash it."

"You can't stop wearing it because you're afraid of getting dirty."

Du Yuzhou followed Xia Suyuan's voice to argue with her.

"But it's so troublesome to wash."

"So, are you going to stop wearing clothes because you don't want to do the laundry?"

Xia Suyuan was silent.

Du Yuzhou, who was walking in front, took two more steps, looked at the buildings on the street, and suddenly thought of something. Glancing back, "You don't think it's cold because you're wearing shorts, are you?" ”

Xia Suyuan continued to be silent.

Outcome...... Du Yuzhou unexpectedly started a mocking mode: "You have to wear cropped pants when you come out by yourself." What can I do now that it's cold? Still want to put on my pants? You won't be able to wear my pants to you. ”

His laughter grew louder and louder.

"Besides, if I give you my pants, what will I wear?"