Chapter 12 Not Interested in Little Girls

Jiang sometimes left the hospital disheartened, not knowing where to go for a while.

By the time she reacted, she was already standing at the intersection of the alley.

That's his house.

There is no light on inside, which means that the person is not there.

She crouched on her knees by the door of his house, and it was completely dark, except for the faint moonlight hanging in the air.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Chen came home and sighed when he saw the sleeping people shrunk into a mass on the ground.

A small lump, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, can sleep through.

How long has it been since she slept?

Zhou Chen took the key to open the door.

Jiang sometimes opened her eyes when she heard the movement in her sleep, and saw the man standing next to her clearly for a moment, she tilted her head and said aggrievedly: "Teacher Zhou, I have nowhere to go again, can you take me in for one night?" ”

Come to him with nowhere to go?

Is this a shelter?

Does he seem good?

Does she like to run to a man's house so much?

He didn't have a good tone and asked, "Jiang sometimes, what are you playing this time?" ”

Jiang sometimes stood up and rubbed his numb calves: "I really have nowhere to go, I didn't act this time." ”

"He's chasing you again?"

"You said Lu Yu? Yes, yes, I'm just afraid that he will stalk me, Teacher Zhou, you are a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west. She climbed up the pole.

Zhou Chen opened the door and strode into the house.

Jiang sometimes stepped in again without his consent, she consciously sat on the sofa and said, "I'll sleep tonight, Teacher Zhou, you don't have to worry about me." ”

When Zhou Chen heard this, he pursed his lips and didn't intend to pay attention to her.

"Teacher Zhou, have you eaten?"

Zhou Chen went into the room and took the clothes, and said, "There are instant noodles in the kitchen refrigerator." ”

How do you eat instant noodles?

Eating instant noodles is not nutritious, but he can maintain such a good physique!

Jiang sometimes couldn't help but think of his naked upper body last night, and his figure was really good......

Zhou Chen turned around and saw her drooling with her mouth open, frowned, are instant noodles so delicious?

The kitchen was clean and there was everything she should have, she found a kettle and poured cold water to boil, the refrigerator was clean, and only a few packets of instant noodles were left lying on it.

She took two packets, prepared two bowls, and asked him after soaking them: "Teacher Zhou, do you have a girlfriend?" ”

The question was sudden, Zhou Chen was not ready, and coughed a few times.

A little girl asked a thirty-year-old man if he had a girlfriend, and he looked at Jiang sometimes with a complicated look and said, "I'm not interested in little girls." ”

The allusion to the word little girl is too obvious.

"But the little girl likes you." She fought back.

Zhou Chen looked like he had seen a ghost: "Sometimes, Jiang, don't come to the real thing." ”

He didn't want to have any emotional disputes with his former students.

She said in the morning that she had a crush on him in high school, and he didn't take it seriously, thinking it was to deal with the suitor of the dogskin plaster.

Jiang sometimes laughed, his eyebrows crooked: "Teacher Zhou, you are afraid." ”

Zhou Chen smoked and was silent.

Boiling water, she picks it up and pours it over the dough, covers it and waits for a few minutes.

"Teacher Zhou, do you eat?"

"I've eaten it."

"Teacher Zhou, why are you going to the hospital today?"

Zhou Chen said: "Why are you in the hospital? ”

"I injured my roommate and was trained in the hospital. Mr. Zhou, what about you? Are you sick? What is wrong with you? ”

She seems to be accustomed to it, as if she eats and sleeps normally.

Zhou Chen stood up and entered the bathroom, and only came out of the shower after more than ten minutes, she had already finished eating instant noodles and squatted on the patio to wash dishes.