Xu Xiuwen turned off the lights, then hugged Xiao Youran and fell asleep.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, Xu Xiuwen was awakened by an itch.
He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Youran quickly hiding his hands behind his back.
How could Xu Xiuwen not guess that the "itch" was created by her just now.
Xu Xiuwen smiled faintly: "When did you wake up?"
Xiao Youran closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Seeing Xiao Youran's attempt to cover up his mistake, Xu Xiuwen laughed out loud: "Okay, stop pretending. I saw you move just now."
Xiao Youran then opened his eyes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Xu Xiuwen shook his head and said, "Youran, do you know?"
"What?"
"Your acting skills are only good enough for minor supporting roles. They're really bad."
Xiao Youran immediately realized that he was teasing her.
Her face suddenly turned red.
She wanted to refute, but didn't know how, so she just kept silent.
Xu Xiuwen suddenly reached out and patted her from behind, saying, "It's getting late, get up. I'll take you out for breakfast later."
Xiao Youran was suddenly slapped on the butt, her body trembled slightly, and a feeling of shame spread from her heart to her feet.
Xu Xiuwen didn't notice Xiao Youran's reaction.
He threw back the quilt, got out of bed, changed into a set of clean clothes, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When he finished his work and came out of the bathroom, Xiao Youran was already up.
She was still wearing her clothes from yesterday.
Although she had just woken up and was not wearing any makeup, she looked truly pure and beautiful without any makeup.
I’m afraid that even actors in the entertainment industry would feel inferior and jealous after seeing this.
This kind of God-given beauty cannot be achieved by envy or jealousy.
Xu Xiuwen said: "There are disposable toothbrushes and toothpaste in the bathroom, go and brush your teeth."
Xiao Youran lowered her head and walked past him into the bathroom.
Xu Xiuwen walked to the window and opened the curtains.
The weather is very good today and the sun has risen outside.
The soft sunlight shines on my body, making me feel warm and comfortable.
After Xiao Youran came out of the bathroom, Xu Xiuwen pulled her out the door.
Today is Saturday. Students don’t have to go to class and workers have a rare chance to rest.
Xu Xiuwen did not call Zhao Yatong, as she should still be sleeping at this time.
After arriving outside the hotel, Xu Xiuwen took Xiao Youran to one of his favorite breakfast shops.
While eating breakfast, Xu Xiuwen said: "After breakfast, I will drive you home."
Xiao Youran immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to go home."
"obedient."
"No, I came to see you, why do you want me to go back, don't you want to see me?"
"You haven't been home for two months, right? Don't you miss Aunt Zhang?"
"Yes, but I want to be with you more." Xiao Youran pouted.
Xu Xiuwen couldn't help laughing, "If Aunt Zhang heard what you said, she would probably feel that she had raised her daughter in vain."
Xiao Youran said: "You haven't answered my question yet?"
Xu Xiuwen was stunned for a moment, then reacted and explained with a smile: "Why would I not want to see you? I just think that since you are back, it would be inappropriate if I don't go home."
Xiao Youran didn't say anything, just lowered his head and thought.
Xu Xiuwen said, "Listen to me. I'll take you home later. Go back and chat with Aunt Zhang. At least change your clothes."
There was a pause.
Xu Xiuwen pinched his nose deliberately and said, "Your clothes smell now, go home and change."
Xiao Youran immediately became anxious.
She glared at Xu Xiuwen and said, "You're talking nonsense. My clothes don't have any smell. If there is any smell, it's your smell."
Xu Xiuwen laughed, "Okay, okay, this is my smell. Listen to me and go home to change your clothes."
Seeing Xu Xiuwen's persistence, Xiao Youran's attitude gradually softened.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. But you can't leave. You promised to accompany me around yesterday, and you haven't fulfilled your promise yet."
"So what do you want me to do?"
Xiao Youran said with a giggle: "Go shopping with me in the afternoon."
shop
Xu Xiuwen was stunned. He hesitated for a second and finally nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Xiao Youran smiled even more happily.
After breakfast, Xu Xiuwen drove Xiao Youran home.
I chatted and laughed with Xiao Youran along the way, and didn't feel tired at all.
Soon the car arrived at the entrance of the community.
Xu Xiuwen didn't stop and drove directly to the downstairs of Xiao Youran's house.
Xiao Youran did not get off the car immediately.
She sat in the car, looking at Xu Xiuwen, her eyes full of reluctance.
Xu Xiuwen unbuckled his seat belt, reached out and rubbed Xiao Youran's head and said, "Are you so reluctant to part with me?"
Xiao Youran said "hmm".
"I promised to go shopping with you this afternoon, so we can meet later."
Xiao Youran had no choice but to say, "Okay."
Xu Xiuwen thought about it for a moment, then leaned over and gently pressed his lips against hers.
Xiao Youran did not dodge, nor did he retreat.
She watched Xu Xiuwen approaching little by little, her heart pounding.
Until there were two pieces of things on her lips that didn't belong to her.
Xiao Youran closed his eyes.
It ends with a kiss.
Xu Xiuwen took the initiative to step back and said, "Okay, you hurry up and I'll go back too."
"Um."
After Xiao Youran left.
Xu Xiuwen drove home.
Return home.
Ning Wanqiu was naturally not at home.
Although today is Saturday, their school likes to make up lessons the most, and Saturday is usually the time for make-up lessons.
Xu Xiuwen walked into the living room and looked up just in time to see a nightgown hanging on the balcony.
This nightgown looked very familiar; it was the one Xu Xiuwen saw yesterday morning.
He couldn't help but think of something, but immediately shook the thought off.
After returning home, Xu Xiuwen had nothing to do for a while.
He thought about it and realized that he hadn't written a book for a long time.
So he decided to start a new book.
After much thought, Xu Xiuwen felt that "The Journey of Flower" seemed to be very good, after all, it was once very popular.
Xu Xiuwen turned on the computer, sat in front of it, and started typing.
After not typing for a long time, Xu Xiuwen quickly got back into the mood for typing.
He typed 20,000 words in just one morning.
He was full of ideas.