Zhao Pingjin's gaze couldn't help but fall on it, he raised his hand and stroked the top of her hair, Xu He slept deeply, and he didn't know anything. Chen Xu couldn't help but sour: "Look, this doesn't look like that poem is written, what is the old day when you don't comb your hair, your hair is draped over your shoulders, and your wrists are stretched out on your knees, where is it not pitiful?" ”

Zhao Pingjin smiled profoundly: "Chen Xu, you gentleman, when will you still recite poems?" ”

As he spoke, his palm fell on Xu He's shoulder, clenching slightly, which was a lofty posture of oath possession.

Chen Xu covered his cheeks, looking sour: "Brother Pingjin, your iron tree that does not bloom easily is really surprising to us, but the little sister-in-law is really a little outstanding." ”

"She's just a student, what can she do about it?" Zhao Pingjin's tone was still light.

"Isn't it remarkable to be able to sleep on your lap and you're not angry?"

As soon as Chen Xu finished speaking, Zheng Nanxu suddenly laughed sneeringly: "Foxy." ”

Chen Xu almost squirted out a mouthful of tea: "I said Nanxu, what about you filming a costume palace fighting drama, this is called foxy?" How do I think my sister-in-law has nothing to do with foxes. ”

Fang Youran said angrily: "I think what Brother Nan Xu said makes sense, besides, fox charm doesn't just refer to appearance, maybe people really have something you don't know about in private." ”

The smile on Zhao Pingjin's face faded, but he didn't say anything to stop Fang Youran, just hooked a strand of Xu He's hair with his slender fingers, playing carelessly.

Chen Xu glared at Fang Youran, Fang Youran snorted and turned his face away, Chen Xu was a little helpless.

The atmosphere was slightly stiff, Chen Xu was thinking about how to gag and divert the topic to liven up the atmosphere, but the door was suddenly pushed open again, and everyone subconsciously looked over.

"Everyone's here, sorry, I'm late." A very clear female voice sounded in the still slightly noisy room.

The young woman who pushed the door in, with waist-length curly hair, was wearing only a simple light gray tie-dyed shirt and an ankle-length black hip-length dress, extremely thin, tall among girls, a full 1.7 meters, casually stepping on a pair of white canvas shoes, shirt sleeves half-rolled, casual and casual.

I don't know where she came from, there are still some mud spots on her white shoes, and even a few spots on her shirt.

But all this did not detract from her beauty.

And her beauty is not in that face, but in the temperament that her whole person exudes, bright, confident, hearty, and pure and fresh.

Fang Youran and Zheng Nanxu took the lead in standing up and greeted them, Fang Youran even ran over in a particularly exaggerated way, and hugged Zhuang Mingwei: "Sister Mingwei, you are back, I want to kill you!" ”

Zhuang Mingwei hugged Fang Youran, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile: "Youran, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Sister Mingwei, long time no see."

The excitement on Zheng Nanxu's face was difficult to hide, Zhuang Mingwei let go of Fang Youran, stepped forward, and gently hugged Zheng Nanxu: "Nanxu, long time no see." ”

Gu Huan and Chen Xu also stepped forward, and everyone greeted them one by one.

Fang Youran whispered: "Sister Mingwei, when you came back this time, you didn't tell Brother Pingjin first, Brother Pingjin seems to be angry." ”

"Yes, Brother Pingjin still calmly learned about your return, and his face changed at that time."

Zheng Nanxu also whispered.

After Zhuang Mingwei turned her eyes to the crowd, she sat on the man on the sofa from beginning to end.

And she, naturally, also saw the girl sleeping on Zhao Pingjin's lap.

And Zhao Pingjin sat with his eyes slightly lowered, his eyes fell on the hair of the girl on his lap, and he didn't even raise his head for a moment.

Zhuang Mingwei pursed her lips slightly, but her eyes were red.

Fang Youran was distressed, and hurriedly held her hand to comfort: "Sister Mingwei, Brother Pingjin is just angry that you didn't contact him first, so you found a woman to deliberately anger your ......"

Zhuang Mingwei smiled brightly: "Leisurely, I believe that there will be no estrangement between me and Pingjin because of such a trivial matter, don't worry." ”

Fang Youran immediately smiled, tugging at her sleeve and shaking: "Sister Mingwei, I know that between you and Brother Pingjin, no one can get in." ”

"Okay, I'll go and apologize to him."

Zhuang Mingwei patted Fang Youran's hand, Fang Youran hurriedly let go of her sleeve and pulled Chen Xu to the side.

Zhuang Mingwei walked in front of Zhao Pingjin.

It wasn't until there were only three or five steps left between the two that she stopped, she didn't look at the person in his arms again, but her eyes fell brightly on Zhao Pingjin's face: "Pingjin, don't you hug me for a couple of years?" ”

Xu He had a very short dream, in the dream, she was Cinderella who accidentally got the crystal slipper, the pumpkin carriage carried her to the ball, she danced with the prince in a beautiful dress, but soon it was twelve o'clock.

Without a pumpkin carriage, without a crystal slipper, and with her beautiful dress turned into a gray cloth, she could only walk barefoot from the streets at midnight back to her dormitory.

What Xu He didn't know was that dreams and reality overlapped like this at this moment.

Zhao Pingjin held her arm and called her name in a deep voice: "Xu He, wake up." ”

She was a little confused, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, but the next moment, she heard a woman's voice.

"Pingjin, don't you want to hug me for two years?"

Xu He slowly straightened up, and for a very short moment, she didn't want to look at the woman who spoke.

As if you could deceive yourself.

But in the end, the sight still jumped into the tall and thin figure.

And almost at the moment when he saw that figure, Xu He had already determined that she was Zhuang Mingwei.

What's even more ridiculous is that at this moment, the first thought that popped up in Xu He's mind turned out to be that Zhuang Mingwei really had thick and beautiful long hair.