Yu Zhou thought for two or three seconds before she understood the information contained in this sentence. Then she called Xiang Wan by her full name: "Xiang Wan, you offended me."
Xiang Wan is very naive.
"Don't play dumb, it's almost there, how can I strangle you to death?" Yu Zhou was angry.
Xiang Wan then pursed her lips and smiled reservedly.
This look is a little cute. Yu Zhou had no choice but to glare at her and walk towards the elevator.
Xiang Wan followed and looked up curiously at the red numbers on the elevator door, which were jumping up and down.
The number jumped, and her eyes blinked, which made Yu Zhou laugh.
How can it be so fun, a time traveler
While waiting for the elevator, she asked Xiang Wan, "Is it really tight? If it is, I will buy you some new ones tomorrow."
"Don't come to the modern world, you will die from being covered in quilts." She whispered to herself, and found it a little funny.
Xiang Wan said: "I am a little out of breath, but I can still hold on."
Yu Zhou smiled: "Why do you insist on this? Okay, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."
She glanced at it and said uncomfortably, "I'll buy you two sizes bigger. You're only eighteen and still growing."
The last four words are really sad.
Xiang Wan responded, and the elevator door opened with a ding. Her shoulders trembled a little, and she saw Yu Zhou walk into the steel box first, then extend his hand to her.
"Hurry up and come in. The door will trap you in a while." Yu Zhou moved his fingers.
Xiang Wan hurriedly pulled him up and trotted inside.
Looking around, she saw copper and iron mirrors everywhere. The door closed automatically. She stared vigilantly, and then the elevator suddenly fell. She held Yu Zhou's hand tightly and held the elevator handrail with her other hand.
It was her first time to feel such weightlessness, and she was not used to it. She closed her eyes tightly and her breathing became rapid.
Feeling Yu Zhou pinching her hand, she said, "If you feel uncomfortable, come closer."
He leaned forward, feeling the breeze, the warmth and the softness of her body. Yu Zhou took her hand and brought it to his abdomen, and stretched out his right hand to hold her wrist.
The elevator door opened and an old man stood outside, carrying a basket of vegetables and looking at them strangely.
One girl leaned on the other girl's neck impatiently, as if she was drunk.
Yu Zhou looked back at him confidently, relying on the mask. Then, in the exchange of glances with the uncle, he put his hand on Xiang Wan's shoulder, supported her, and said, "Wife, we're here. Let's go."
Oh, the uncle glanced at them, exchanged positions with them, and entered the elevator. His prying eyes were rejected by the automatic door.
Xiang Wan felt dizzy and felt a little better after he went out of the lobby and blew some hot air.
She stood up from Yu Zhou with a pale face, her breath making the mask expand and contract: "Wife, what is it?"
"That's the nickname I gave you."
"I have a nickname, called Axi."
"Oh, we can give it another one in modern times. That one is a bit rustic."
Xiang Wan stopped and tilted his head: "You lied to me."
"In TV dramas, there is also the term 'wife'. It means madam."
Yu Zhou also stopped: "You know, so why are you asking me?"
"I want to hear your explanation as to why you call me that."
"You didn't see the look in that uncle's eyes just now. He thought I kidnapped you. I was in a hurry and just did that as a makeshift measure." Yu Zhou looked innocent.