In addition to this car, what is more striking is the person sitting on the motorcycle.

The cyclist was dressed in a black suit and wore a shiny black helmet, the lid of which was opened, revealing a handsome face.

Half of this face was in the sun, and the sunlight shone on the side of his right face, making him appear more and more defined.

He straddled the motorcycle, his slender legs, one stepped on the ground for support, the other stepped on the pedal, his body leaned slightly, indescribably spirited and neat.

Ou Yihan walked out of the community and saw Zhou Zijun like this at first sight.

Today's Zhou Zijun is much cooler than the last time I saw him.

But it's a pity that she recognized Zhou Zijun, but Zhou Zijun didn't recognize her.

Seeing her come out, his cold gaze lingered on her for only a second, and then quickly moved away, as if he had seen her as if he had seen a stranger.

Ou Yihan didn't care, after all, she has changed a lot in the past few days, and she is wearing a mask and a hat, so it's normal that she can't recognize her.

So she took the initiative to approach Zhou Zijun, waving one hand behind her back and the other in front of him, greeting him:

"Hi...... Zhou Zijun, you're cool today. ”

Zhou Zijun wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at her, with vigilance and doubt in his eyes.

Ou Yihan saw that he hadn't recognized who he was, she held a pair of hands behind her back and began to prompt him:

"Don't you recognize me? School Entrance...... Return the phone...... Make an appointment for dinner. ”

When Zhou Zijun heard her say this, he guessed who she was.

His eyebrows opened, his thin lips hooked, and he looked at her again with interest with his eyes, and said:

"Are you the little sister who picks up money? Yes, I haven't seen you for two days, and you seem to be a different person, not only do you have good taste in your clothes, but you also have a perm in your hair. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and tugged at some curly hair from the brim of her hat as if he thought it was funny.

Ou Yihan stretched out his hand and slapped his hand away, and corrected him with a smile:

"It's not big, it's not small, I emphasize it again, I'm not a sister, I'm a sister, I'm eighteen years old, older than you."

Zhou Zijun did not admit:

"You're eighteen years old, I'm nineteen years old, I'm my brother, you're my sister."

Ou Yihan laughed angrily at his trickery.

The system clearly broadcast that he was seventeen years old, and lied to her.

Zhou Zijun continued to call her little sister, staring at her black mask and asking:

"Little sister, why do you wear a mask, you have pimples? It's okay, brother doesn't dislike you, pick it up. ”

Zhou Zijun joked with her coolly.

"I don't have pimples, so I can't pick them up." Ou Yihan replied,

Then she looked at the back seat of his motorcycle and said,

"Didn't you pick me up for dinner? Then I'll get in the car. ”

As he spoke, Ou Yihan began to climb into the back seat of his motorcycle.

Zhou Zijun smiled and acquiesced in her behavior.

In the process of getting into the car, Zhou Zijun asked her in a joking tone:

"Hey, your family lives here, this house is not cheap, since the family conditions are so good, I wonder, why did you wear so worn when you saw me on the first day, could it be that you have a crush on me and deliberately want to attract my attention?"

In fact, this doubt came to him when he received the location from her yesterday.

It's far away from where he dropped his phone at the time, and it's not a stop, how did Ou Yihan pick up his phone.

And this is a CBD, and the family conditions of the people who live here are not bad, but Ou Yihan was dressed so wornly that day......

I can't figure out these two things, so Zhou Zijun, who is often handed love letters by girls, can't help but think about it.

Ou Yihan rolled his eyes:

"Brother, self-inflicted affection is a disease, and it must be cured!"