"What the hell."

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Su Duyan was angry and cursed secretly, and the prompt sounded suddenly, and the text message jumped out of the interface.

Gift?

My mind was vague, and God knows how much effort it took to force myself to stabilize the second I answered the phone just now.

As a result, this kid hung up without saying a word!

Ay......

Don't guess adolescent children.

Looking up at the window, the snowflakes are falling, and this winter is extraordinarily long.

“Miss Sue， are you doing anything?”

A low, old voice rang out.

The distracted Su Duyan lowered his head, put down the pen, and looked up at the mentor in front of him, his voice firm.

“Sorry， teacher， I have a very important thing to do.”

Although I don't know what that gift is, it was prepared by Luo Zhizhou, and I have expectations when I think about it.

“Is that the one you kept screaming in your sleep?”

“What？”

Su Duyan was confused, who did he call when he dreamed?

The tutor smiled and reached out to pat Su Duyan's shoulder.

“Luozhi Zhou.”

Awkwardly said in Chinese, and the tutor put away Su Twilight's books, "Go ahead and treasure him."

“Yes.”

Su Duyan got up in a panic, tripped over the chair, and put it away.

“I will send the rest papers to your email later.”

“I'll let you go on holiday， son.” The tutor took over and turned around.

“Thank you.”

Holding the book and thanking him, Su Duyan walked out of the class. (1-on-1 tutoring)

——

Camel-colored trench coats weave through the snow, and snowflakes fall in a rustle.

The teacher said that he was asleep and called Luo Zhizhou's name......

Sometimes I am so tired that I take a nap in class, but ......

Peach Blossom Dodge, quicken the pace.

The school occupies a large area, from the study room to the downstairs of the dormitory, it is half an hour later.

Panting slightly, his heart was restless.

"Brother."

In the vast snow, a voice sounded faintly.

Luo Zhizhou walked over with an umbrella to cover the snowflakes above Su Duyan's head.

"So stupid, why don't you use an umbrella?"

With a lesson in his mouth, Luo Zhizhou took off the scarf with one hand and wrapped it around his neck, chattering.

"Dad is right, without me, you really won't take care of yourself."

"Luo Zhizhou—"

The curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and the snowflakes turned into water and flowed down.

Su Duyan grabbed the cold hand.

"Hmm."

You're interesting to me, aren't you?

opened his mouth, and the cold wind poured in, and the scene of Jun Wuyuan holding the peach tree in the snowy night flashed in front of his eyes.

"Silly? Why don't you say it in advance! ”

"And, surprise, you're a surprise?"

The words of the exit changed rapidly, and he grabbed the figure in one hand, and kicked the slender hand into his pocket, ten fingers clasped.

"Pull it down, it's a scare!"

Dulicitous complaints.

But he forcibly gave the scarf to Luo Zhizhou to take it back, the snow became louder, and he ran into the dormitory building with the figure.

Luo Zhizhou was tense, his blood was boiling, and he forced a smile.

"I came all the way to come, and I was still disliked, and my heart hurts!"

Pretending to be relaxed, his hands were tightly grasped, and through the fabric, he could vaguely touch the hot skin.

"Come less, does uncle know that you are coming?" Open the door of the dormitory and pull Luo Zhizhou in.

The dormitory is a single room, and the place is not big, but it is very warm and decorated by Su Duyan.

Let go of that hand and take off your snow-soaked coat.

"I don't know."

Luo Zhizhou looked at the hand that was released, turned his expression, and turned to walk towards the bed.

"How old is the dead boy, do you know if my uncle will be worried."

Su Duyan resisted the urge to give Luo Zhizhou a violent blow.

took off his shoes, turned on the heating, took out the cotton clothes from the cabinet and handed them to Luo Zhizhou, and hurriedly went to boil hot water.

This kid is not too young to be bold!

Looking at the back, Luo Zhizhou was disappointed in his heart.

His voice has changed, and Su Duyan doesn't know......

Reaching out and taking off his coat, he casually said, "Just be older than you." ”

Oh, I'll go, Su Duyan almost didn't flash his old waist.

Sure enough, it's an adolescent child, and he speaks so inappropriately!

"Go wash ...... first"

Dizzy, and before the words were finished at the corners of his mouth, Su Duyan fell to the ground.

The clanging sound forced Luo Zhizhou to turn around, his eyes widening in fear.

"Brother—"