Yu Yuanzhi wrapped one hand around Xiao Zhenghong's neck and pointed to the road with the other. Fun to write

"Isn't it going in the wrong direction?" Xiao Zhenghong looked at the place she pointed, and there was only a stone bench.

"I'd like to go and sit over there for a while." Yu Yuanzhi pointed to the stool and said, "Blow the wind and go back." ”

Xiao Zhenghong didn't say anything, and carried her to the stone bench.

Yu Yuanzhi was a little unsteady on her feet, leaned forward, and pushed Xiao Zhenghong, who was caught off guard, to a chair and sit down.

Before Xiao Zhenghong could react, Yu Yuanzhi grabbed the back of the chair with both hands, and the whole person gradually approached Xiao Zhenghong.

His eyelashes twitched slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was enduring something.

The heat driven by Yu Yuanzhi's breath, as well as the smell of wine, became stronger and stronger.

"Isn't that right?" Xiao Zhenghong blinked, "There are so many people, and there are vehicles coming and going." ”

Although Xiao Zhenghong said this, there was still a little expectation in his eyes.

I don't know if she did it intentionally or unconsciously, Yu Yuanzhi suddenly exhaled lightly and slapped it on Xiao Zhenghong's lips.

Xiao Zhenghong's eyes instantly widened, like two large light bulbs, still lit up. His lips trembled, and there seemed to be an electric current flowing up and down his body.

Damn, I've been molested. Xiao Zhenghong wailed in his heart.

Yu Yuanzhi's eyebrows tightened even tighter, and she withdrew slightly backwards.

Xiao Zhenghong's eyelids jumped, and he had a bad premonition.

In the next second, Yu Yuanzhi suddenly lowered her head.

Xiao Zhenghong reflexively shrank back and spread his legs.

Yu Yuanzhi leaned down while spitting.

The smell of wine is surging, and the stomach is churning. Yu Yuanzhi vomited a little uncomfortable, and cold sweat flowed out.

Xiao Zhenghong patted her on the back and found a small bottle of mineral water from Yu Yuanzhi's bag.

When she stopped throwing up, Xiao Zhenghong carefully fed her water to rinse her mouth.

Then he helped Yu Yuanzhi to sit on the stone bench.

When Yu Yuanzhi completely recovered, Xiao Zhenghong had time to check.

Although he avoided it, Xiao Zhenghong's trouser legs still got a lot. But if it's a little late, I'm afraid it's not just a matter of trouser legs.

Yu Yuanzhi didn't get it.

Xiao Zhenghong sighed helplessly and took a few pieces of paper to wipe it.

Fortunately, no one knew what he was thinking just now, otherwise no matter how thick his skin was, he wouldn't be able to stand it.

I thought I was going to make out a little bit, but I ended up using it as a garbage can. Can it be more sorrowful? Xiao Zhenghong was a little depressed.

Yu Yuanzhi was not in a hurry to leave, so he also sat and blew the wind. As for access control or something, it was the same for him. After that, it's a big deal and I won't go back. Yu Yuanzhi is not very relieved about his appearance, and wants to stay and take care of it.

Pedestrians watched the two of them sit on the side of the road, not speaking to each other, and thought it was a cold war.

There was even an enthusiastic uncle who persuaded Xiao Zhenghong, "As a man, what's wrong with you bowing your head first and admitting your mistake?" Young people nowadays, don't be able to withstand the blow of all of them······"

Xiao Zhenghong didn't explain, just listened silently, nodded his head twice from time to time, and looked like a good student seeking advice.

Honestly, it's good to learn a little bit from someone who has come before.

is also to teach Guo Jing, why can the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan only teach a battle five scum, and Hong Qigong has already become a martial arts master with a little pointing? This is the difference in the level of education, the difference in the skill of the person who is taught.

Xiao Zhenghong is in the learning stage. Needless to say, the people around him don't talk about it. Zhou Yu's words, let him wear women's clothes, if he really wants to hold an emotional class, Xiao Zhenghong can be his teacher. Although Liu Shiyu is a little useful, his theory of changing girlfriends at two ends in three days is not suitable for Xiao Zhenghong. Gu Lingyun's people don't need to be mentioned, and those who are single by virtue of their strength have no right to speak.

This also made Xiao Zhenghong listen to his uncle, but he listened to it with relish, so he almost took out a small notebook to take notes.

"Cherish the present, lad. After getting married, there are not such good days. At the end, the uncle patted Xiao Zhenghong on the shoulder.

Then he said to Yu Yuanzhi, "Such a good handsome guy, if he admits his mistake, you will forgive him." How much hatred and resentment do you have to be in the Cold War? ”

Yu Yuanzhi was still a little dazed, and she didn't know what he was talking about at all.

Xiao Zhenghong smiled bitterly, "You may have misunderstood, we are not in a cold war, she is just drunk and wants to sit here and blow the wind for a while." ”

The uncle was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the beach at Xiao Zhenghong's feet.

"I've been talking about it for a long time?" The uncle shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, just talk to someone." ”

Xiao Zhenghong watched him leave, and then picked up Yu Yuanzhi on his back and took him back to the hotel.

When I got back to the hotel, it was already past 0:00 in the morning. Xiao Zhenghong can't go back to school.

He put Yu Yuanzhi on the bed, helped her take off her shoes and socks, and wiped her still hot face with a wet towel.

Then adjust the temperature of the air conditioner, and ordered the front desk to send some food and milk.

After doing all this, Xiao Zhenghong sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping girl.

"Really, no defense." Xiao Zhenghong chuckled.

It didn't take long for the waiter to bring a glass of milk and some pastries.

"Wake up, eat something first, drink the milk before you go to sleep." Xiao Zhenghong patted Yu Yuanzhi's face.

Yu Yuanzhi opened her eyes in a daze.

Xiao Zhenghong put the milk to her mouth, she drank it, put the pastry to her lips and ate it.

After Yu Yuanzhi finished eating, Xiao Zhenghong put the pillow behind her and asked her to sit against the head of the bed.

The girl's head swayed slightly from side to side, and her eyelids gradually closed.

Xiao Zhenghong took care of her for a while, making sure that she would not suddenly collapse before going to the bathroom to take a shower.

As if a little uneasy, he folded back and placed a towel on the bedside table that had been folded several times.

After sweeping around, I made sure that there was nothing to ignore, and then I was relieved to take a bath.

Xiao Zhenghong washed quickly and came out in a few minutes. He was wrapped in a large bath towel, and his hair was still dripping with droplets.

Xiao Zhenghong did not use an electric wind, but wiped it again, and waited for his hair to dry naturally.

After another while, he stretched out his hand around Yu Yuanzhi's shoulders and pulled away the pillow she was leaning on.

Carefully let her lie down, tuck the corners of the quilt, and put Yu Yuanzhi's two white dangling arms into the quilt.

Then Xiao Zhenghong fell into a dilemma.

Do you sleep on the floor or in a bed? That's a problem. Xiao Zhenghong looked at the ground, and then at Yu Yuanzhi, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Forget it." Xiao Zhenghong shook his head, suppressed the imminent thought in his heart, and spread a layer of bath towels on the ground.

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