Chapter Seventy-Eight

Walking out of the intersection of the alley, Li Anyang and Yang Zixia came to the south end of Yangchun Square, and behind them, a three-story billboard was erected above the head of a small bungalow of the Water and Power Bureau, "Gabbeen should be stylish when he is young!" Several young people dressed in oddly shaped clothes pose for the camera.

Li Anyang stopped under the billboard, so Yang Zixia also stopped beside him, and passers-by squeezed the two of them onto the stone steps, which were originally planted with turf, but now only the smooth surface of the dirt remained.

Li Anyang took out the red envelope that his mother handed him just now in his purse, and then stretched out his hand and handed it to Yang Zixia, with an expression on his face that if you don't want me, I will accept it on my behalf.

Yang Zixia looked at Li Anyang, looking at his hanging, she can't cheapen this guy for nothing, how can she say that there is also an ingredient in the fruits of her own labor, if she is occupied by Li Anyang like this, then she will lose a lot.

Yang Zixia no longer needed to continue to pretend to be reserved in front of Li Anyang, snatched the red envelope from between his fingers with one hand, and found that Li Anyang's strength in holding the red envelope was really not small.

Li Anyang saw that Yang Zixia had already stuffed the red envelope into her lady's bag, so he took his eyes off her, as if he was a little disappointed and a little stunned, finally his mother's task was completed, but it didn't fall into his pocket after all.

"What now? Are you really going to my house? Li Anyang stood on the stone steps and began to turn the tips of his leather shoes on the ground leisurely.

"Go! Of course go! Yang Zixia held the bag in her left hand and put her right hand on the arm of her left hand, looking like a European lady who had resumed her curiosity after drinking afternoon tea.

Li Anyang looked at Yang Zixia again, looked at her exaggerated big hat, looked at her beautiful face, he stretched out his hand, and there was a rare smile on his face.

As the saying goes, the devil doesn't smile, and if the devil smiles, something bad will probably happen.

Yang Zixia knew the meaning of Li Anyang's action, and for several nights, he invited himself like this to hold his hand.

But at that time, it was in the small garden of the school, there were no people around, and some were also the same kind of couples, so it didn't look embarrassing.

But here, this is the turnover of the flow of people, men and women, old and young, who come and go, all pass by, Yang Zixia does not want to be held by Li Anyang here anyway, if it is occasionally seen by some familiar person, then it will be a big deal.

"What are you doing!" Yang Zixia looked at Li Anyang's somewhat picky movements, she had both the long-awaited joy and the unwillingness not to be so unwilling, "There are so many people here!" ”

However, Li Anyang didn't care if there were many people here, and even if the aunt who sold vegetables at the intersection of the alley could still stretch out his head to see this, he didn't allow Yang Zixia to refuse his intentions, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Yang Zixia's right hand on his left arm in the palm of his hand.

Yang Zixia looked extremely embarrassed, feeling that the people who were passing by her now were not passers-by, and her eyes were like cameras set up by her parents.

Li Anyang was a little pulling Yang Zixia to walk against the current on the road, and sometimes some older women and old people looked at them for a moment or two, and they just watched for a while, most of them just muttered in their hearts, and now young people are too open!

Yang Zixia began to feel fortunate at this time, fortunately she was wearing a big hat that could even cover her entire head, hiding under such a big hat, and lowering her head slightly, it was expected that her parents passed by her, and it was unlikely that she would recognize that this was her own daughter.

"If you want to go to my house! I'll have to hold your hand! Li Anyang held his head high and looked ahead, no matter who dared to look at him, he didn't blink his eyes, what is there to look at him in return, have you ever seen a boy holding a girl's hand?

Yang Zixia saw that her hand was already held by Li Anyang, and the fait accompli, like the unfinished situation just now, made it difficult for her to try to change, although the reasons were different.

Li Anyang walked in front and walked so fast that Yang Zixia, who lowered her head and carried her bag, occasionally had to trot two steps to keep up with this guy's rhythm.

She should have expected that Li Anyang was a boy who would make such a bold move, and when she thought of the difficulty of being a strong man at the moment, if he really went to his house and the two of them returned to the environment of a lonely man and a widow, then what would he do to make something out of the ordinary.

Yang Zixia was worried and palpitated.

got on the bus, and the two of them got off the bus again in the residential area of Yulong Tianxia commercial housing, so Li Anyang dragged Yang Zixia to his home without saying a word.

Li Anyang's home, located on the tenth floor of the second unit, is 150 square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room, and an open-air balcony, and the decoration is also luxurious and luxurious.

Li Anyang opened the door of his house, and along the way, he didn't care whether Yang Zixia wanted to sit in the living room or not, so he pulled his girlfriend into his bedroom in one go.

LI ANYANG'S BEDROOM, A DOOR, NO WINDOWS, A WHITE WALL CORNER, A WOODEN BED, A WRITING DESK NEXT TO THE BED, A ROTATING CHAIR, THE REST OF SOME PRIVATE WARDROBES, SOME NIKE SHOES WERE THROWN ON THE GROUND, AND EVEN A PAIR OF HIS UNDERWEAR THAT HE DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO CHANGE WAS STILL HANGING NEAR THE END OF THE BED.

The door was open, for they both knew very well that there were only two of them in the house, and that no one else could be present.

Yang Zixia stood at the door and didn't dare to come in, she originally felt a little fresh and longing mentality, but at this time she was covered by an exponentially growing worry, her current little nest jumped like a rabbit, what type of crime scene can this place become, she is really bold, since she comes to this kind of place with a boy alone.

However, after Li Anyang let go of Yang Zixia's hand, he sat down in the rotating chair first, opened the Dell notebook on the table, clicked on the QQ music inside, "Guess you like", and then a moving piano pure music melody sounded in the room.

"Aren't you going to come up and sit! Why don't you stand at the door and not come in! Li Anyang also said that it was relaxed and comfortable, and it was still the tone of walking on the road.

Hearing that Li Anyang was questioned like this, it was indeed that he proposed to come to the house to sit, so Yang Zixia took a step forward and glanced around at Li Anyang's bedroom.

As soon as Li Anyang stretched out his hand, he pulled Yang Zixia into his arms, the rotating chair stepped back, and leaned on the desk, Yang Zixia tilted her head, a little nervous, and a little uneasy.

"How?" Li Anyang sucked between Yang Zixia's hair, "Hug you, can't you too?" ”

Yang Zixia shook her head, her two hands seemed to have lost their remote control, and they were limp in her arms, while she was like a little rabbit, leaning on Li Anyang's arms.

Then Li Anyang shook his hand again, pushed Yang Zixia who was sitting on him up again, turned the chair, and turned back to face the desk.

"Go and sit in the living room!" Li Anyang ordered unceremoniously, "I'll play two tunes for you!" ”

Yang Zixia looked up and saw many awards posted on one wall against the door: "First Prize of Zhongxiang Youth Piano Competition" and "Excellence Award of National Primary School Piano Competition". What kind of play is this, I just thought I was going to lose my body, why did I suddenly make a 180-degree turn, and the willows and flowers were bright and another village.

Yang Zixia's vigilance disappeared for a moment, she casually walked out of the door of Li Anyang's bedroom and came to the living room, so in the corner of the intersection of the balcony and the living room, she found a piano platform that was almost as large as a car.