Lu Yu's narrow eyes narrowed, staring at her hand firmly pressed against her lips.

Zhou Yi pleaded with him, begging him not to make a sound.

"Sister?" didn't hear a response, Zhou Shangyu shouted again.

Monday hurriedly responded: "I'm here, in the shower, what's the matter?" ”

Zhou Shangyu grabbed his hair: "I want to ask you, you and that Secretary Chen, you shouldn't have anything to do." ”

Monday didn't dare to look at Lu Yu's dark eyes: "No, you don't care about these things, go back and rest, you have to go to class tomorrow." ”

Zhou Shangyu muttered awkwardly: "I don't bother to care about you, I just want to tell you that there are women around him, and if he says anything sweet to you, it will be a lie to you, don't be stupid, I am also a man, only when I don't take you seriously, I will treat you as the object of hooking up." ”

After speaking, Zhou Shangyu suddenly felt a little red and left.

Because of the reason why he was sent away on Monday since he was a child, the relationship between the two sisters and brothers is not very deep, and he himself is uncomfortable talking about this kind of topic.

Hearing the footsteps outside, he walked away, and only then did he take away the hand that was blocking Lu Yu's lips.

Lu Yu: "Your younger brother understands better than you. ”

Monday didn't answer, got up and pulled off the bath towel to wrap himself: "You're done, go back." ”

She's going to rest.

"Throw a tantrum with me?" Lu Yu pressed her wrist: "Can't I hear me say that your brother Chen is not good?" Your brother is younger than you, and you're not as good as him. ”

Monday pursed his lips, "But aren't you doing this kind of thing early in the morning?" ”

When you have a fiancée for a long time, you have to force her again and again to happen.

She can't escape, can't break free, and lives in self-condemnation that destroys other people's feelings every day.

"Whoa", Lu Yu stood up from the bathtub, and the water droplets slid down his smooth and graceful muscle lines.

"I can do whatever you want except that I can't marry you now." He said.

Monday turned his face away: "Then don't look for me in the future." ”

Even though she knew there was nothing possible, she said it anyway.

Lu Yu wiped the water droplets on his body unhurriedly, "Let you make a request, not a delusion, don't say this in the future." ”

After almost being discovered by his family, he had the courage to provoke him again on Monday, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Du Qingle what you did?" ”

The entire Lu family attaches great importance to the marriage with the Du family.

Lu Yu kneading her cheeks with his fingertips: "Do you want me to help you call?" ”

His fearlessness is self-confidence, but also laughs at her innocence.

Monday clenched his fingers.

Lu Yu left her room after dropping a kiss on her lips.

Sitting on the bed on Monday, my heart was suffocating and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, on days like these, there will always be things to look forward to.

On Monday, I was informed by the supervisor, "Your application for an exchange student is almost over, and there is an interview, just in the afternoon, that is, you should go through the motions, you should prepare well." ”

Monday looked at the list in the instructor's hand and was excited: "Thank you." ”

The instructor smiled and said, "The precautions and the address of the interview have been sent to you, come on." ”

Monday was so happy that he didn't ask who the interviewers were.

She was the third to be interviewed, and when she entered, she saw Du Qingle sitting there at a glance.

Monday was stunned.

When Du Qingle saw her, her reaction was unusual, she had already seen Monday's name early in the morning.

During the interview process, Monday's performance was very good, winning frequent nods from several teachers on the scene.

But the apprehension in her heart has not been reduced by half because of this recognition.

When she came out of it, the students behind her thought that she didn't perform well, which invisibly increased her psychological pressure.

"Monday."

In the corridor, Du Qingle stopped her.