In the study, Song Shuhe was sitting on the sofa, and heard the sound in the bathroom stop, and the man walked in front of him, lingering in his nose with the fragrance after bathing.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was not as ambiguous as before, but very depressing.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

The man exuded a powerful aura up and down his body, and when Song Shuhe couldn't see it, his eyes swept up and down on her.

Another moment passed.

"Come to me."

Song Shuhe paused, whether it was Zhou Yu's room or this study, she was very familiar with the layout inside.

So she groped her way over, put her hand on the edge of the table, and was about to continue walking towards Zhou Yu, but heard him say, "Just sit there." ”

The two sat across a desk.

On the desk is a photo of Song Shuhe at a party with his classmates outside tonight.

Including various photos of her and Chen Jingsheng sitting together, the two walking side by side.

The angle is ambiguous and seems to be close.

Song Shuhe couldn't see it, but he also realized that Zhou Yu's current mood was directed at him, and he could only keep thinking about what he had done to make him angry.

The man sat up straight and suddenly spoke: "Did you go play with your classmates today?" ”

"Hmm."

"A male classmate is chasing you?"

"Hmm."

As he asked, the atmosphere in the study continued to decline.

"Shuhe, you have grown up, you should have your own judgment, and you have to fight for what you really want, but it is by no means arbitrary."

Song Shuhe lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and staggered his hands uneasily, "I understand." ”

She is always used to being obedient and submissive.

Zhou Yu's face gradually turned gloomy, the photo in his hand was crumpled by him and thrown on the table, and when he was about to say anything more, Song Shuhe's mobile phone rang in the room.

Song Shuhe took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the voice was announcing that it was Chen Jingsheng's call.

It was just stored in the box.

She subconsciously pressed the Mosuo button to hang up, but heard the man opposite say, "Turn it on." ”

Song Shuhe had no choice but to connect, and in the next second, Chen Jingsheng's voice sounded: "Shuhe, have you arrived home?" ”

"Well, here we go."

Without giving Chen Jingsheng a second chance to speak, Song Shuhe quickly hung up the phone.

Feeling the sight placed on herself, her palms were sweaty inexplicably, and she vaguely felt that Zhou Yu was even more angry.

"He was a senior at my school and took good care of us, and he took me to the infirmary that day."

"He's not for you." Zhou Yu stood up, walked around to Song Shuhe, leaned over in front of the desk, rubbed her head, and explained: "I checked, Chen Jingsheng's family situation is complicated, and he is still an illegitimate child, which is not suitable for you." ”

knows that men have a strong desire to control, but for Song Shuhe, who has no sense of security, she enjoys it very much.

Feeling the warmth on her head, she whispered back, "Well, I only treat him as an ordinary senior." ”

Even if the other party was interested, she refused.

Zhou Yu's eyes gradually calmed down, and finally only mentioned: "You are obedient, but your own thoughts are the most important." ”

His words seemed to inspire Song Shuhe to do something.

It seems paradoxical, and there is an element of indulgence.

Song Shuhe raised his head, wrapped his hands around the waist of the man in front of him, and gently pressed them together.

"Did Mr. Zhou stay at night?"

He's been hiding from himself for the past few days.

Although Song Shuhe's eyes couldn't see, his eyes were inexplicably looking forward to it at the moment, which made people can't bear to refuse.

"Okay."

Song Shuhe was stunned for a moment, after all, she was just the person brought back by Zhou Yuxuan, and it was wrong to be entangled with Zhou Yu, she didn't expect Zhou Yu to agree.

"Let's go take a shower."

Her blank eyes lit up slightly, and she felt a great sense of satisfaction in her heart.

In the evening, Aunt Chen was worried that Song Shuhe didn't eat well outside, so she specially cooked porridge and served it, but she didn't expect to see a tall man walking out of the girl's room in the dim light of the corridor.

She paused in her footsteps, and finally left silently.

Early the next morning, Song Shuhe almost overslept, but Aunt Chen went upstairs to call the talent to catch up with the school's morning class.

When she arrived at the classroom, Song Shuhe was still drowsy, and Meng Qingqing asked her if she was still unwell.

She shook her head, "I slept too late last night. ”

In her sleepiness, she felt that someone was sitting down next to her, thinking it was Meng Qingqing, she didn't think much about it, and fell asleep on the table in the next second.

That afternoon, I heard someone gossiping about her love.