The sudden joy was quenched by a basin of cold water, and Zhong Keke didn't even have time to reminisce, that little beautiful bubble was mercilessly punctured by Jiang Yuqiao.
The scene was silent for a while.
There was an embarrassment of adult tacit understanding flowing in the private room.
Fu Yuanhang sensed something was wrong, and knocked off the table with a glass, facing Zhaozhao's side with a smile, "What the hell are you talking about, people who are in love and not in love, I'm here for a drink today!"
Seeing the landlord's words, the boys immediately picked up the fight, but within a few seconds, the private room burst into laughter again, pouring wine, pouring food, as if nothing happened just now.
Even Zhao Zhao, who raised the topic, laughed and quarreled with Da Bin.
Only Bell Coco.
Head down, silent.
In the same quiet atmosphere as her, there is Jiang Yuqiao. He took a large spoonful of mutton, put it in a clean porcelain bowl, and pushed it in front of Zhong Keke.
I don't know if it was smoked by the heat or influenced by emotions, a damp mist appeared in Zhong Keke's eyes.
As if the gas was blocked, she pushed the porcelain bowl away.
Jiang Yuqiao leaned back in the chair, maintaining great patience and staring at her.
The two seemed to be fighting each other, and neither of them spoke.
About a century later, Zhong Keke rubbed his eyes uncomfortably and glanced at Jiang Yuqiao.
Jiang Yuqiao's dark brown eyes were very light, he held his arms, and his beautiful face showed no emotion, "What are you doing?"
Zhong Coco pulled the bowl back.
She didn't want to talk, and he didn't understand it anyway.
Jiang Yuqiao really didn't understand.
He has never been too lazy to ponder other people's thoughts, but the strange thing is that when he comes to Zhong Keke, he always has some desire to explore.
I want to see what her little head is thinking.
Zhong Keke put the mutton in the sauce bowl and took a big mouthful. The delicious sauce filled her mouth. Her voice was astringent, "So are you going to fall in love?"
"what?"
"You and that Zhaozhao," Zhong Keke looked down at the mutton in the bowl, his voice lowered, "you are explaining."
Jiang Yuqiao paused for a second before realizing the logic in his words.
Seemingly absurd, he gave a rare smile and answered simply, "No."
Zhong Coco's chopsticks stopped.
"I'm not ready to talk," Jiang Yuqiao pushed over another bowl of cooked coriander, his tone was neither salty nor light, "Eat well."
This hot pot meal is tasteless.
Zhong Keke didn't even know what kind of expression he had to finish the meal.
When the group broke up, everyone drank a lot, only Fu Yuanhang, who was going to drive, did not drink a drop of alcohol. After sending everyone who came along the way back one by one, he took the two back to the compound.
It's ten o'clock now.
Fu Yuanhang wanted to stop and let Jiang Yuqiao take Zhong Keke back first.
Dark paint.
The two walked one after the other, bypassing the cut down banyan tree stump, and came to the door of Zhong Keke's house, a small, single-family house.
At this time, the courtyard was quiet.
Only Zhong Coco's house lights up.
Don't think about it, you know that it was left by grandpa.
Jiang Yuqiao raised his chin towards the other end, "Go up, grandpa is waiting for you."
There are four people in Zhong Keke's family, in addition to his parents, there is also a grandfather who lives together. Due to work reasons, Zhong's father and Zhong's mother often traveled on business, and only the elderly grandfather stayed at home during the day.
In the early years, when Jiang Yuqiao's grandfather died, the two of them could often play chess together, but now, they can only water the flowers and tease the birds in the yard.
It was also after the death of his grandfather that Jiang Yuqiao began to live in the dormitory.
I only go home once in a while when I need it.
Zhong Keke thought of the empty house inexplicably, looked up at him, "Brother Yuqiao."
Jiang Yuqiao lowered his head, and his voice was soft after being slightly drunk, "Huh?"
Zhong Keke blinked, "Would you like to go up with me to see Grandpa?"
The little girl's clear eyes looked extraordinarily sincere in the moonlight, just like every time she comforted her childishly.
There was a dark place in Jiang Yuqiao's heart, which collapsed slightly.
But he still refused, "It's too late."
Although she guessed that he would say so, Zhong Keke was still a little disappointed. She lowered her head, kicked the stones on the ground, and muttered, "But grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."
"… "
"Although I'm busy with my studies, I can't help but come back."
Afraid that she would rise to the point of being unconscionable if she continued, Jiang Yuqiao reluctantly raised his hand and rubbed it on top of her head, "I can't say it, tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhong Keke immediately raised a smile, "Really? Then I'll call you over for breakfast tomorrow morning!"
Jiang Yuqiao nodded, "Go up."
At his urging, Zhong Keke's face fell again, "Are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"
Jiang Yuqiao doesn't usually drink much. Today, he drank a little and had a headache. He wanted to go back to take a bath and rest early, but seeing her like this, he could only ask patiently, "What do you want?"
he asked.
Zhong Keke opened his mouth, but was at a loss for words.
In fact, I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay with him for a while and see him more.
Unable to hold back, Zhong Keke said what he said in his heart, "I want you to reply to my WeChat more, if you don't want me to send ten messages, you will reply to me only one, so I am very shameless, like a licking dog."
Hearing "licking the dog", Jiang Yuqiao frowned slightly, "What dog?"
At the mention of these two words, Zhong Keke became angry, "It's a dog licking, a humble licking a dog, Zhuo Yifan used these two words to humiliate me, so I splashed her with dirty water."
Jiang Yuqiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "So you mean, because of me, you caused trouble?"
Zhong Keke thought about it and felt that the pot was thrown well.
She nodded, "Yes, so you are responsible for me."
It wasn't the first time she saw her cheating. Jiang Yuqiao glanced at his phone and said, "You can reply to your message more often."
Zhong Keke frowned, like a little squirrel picking up a fruit.
Who knows that in the next second, Jiang Yuqiao will return to his unhappy appearance, "But the condition is that you must be in the top three hundred in the midterm and final exams this semester."
"… "
Zhong Keke stared, "You are making trouble unreasonably!"
Even when she had the best grades, she was only over 300, and letting her get into the top 300 would kill her.
"… "
Jiang Yuqiao's expression did not ease, "Zhong Keke, you are in the third year of high school."
These words and tone were like an early warning. Zhong Keke, who was still trying to play tricks, was instantly quiet, and his expression was not good-looking.
Jiang Yuqiao stared at her appearance, leaned down slightly, and made eye level with her, "I'm not joking with you."
Zhong Keke lowered his head and listened quietly.
I feel my ears and cheeks burning.
Half is because Jiang Yuqiao's voice is too magnetic, and the other half is because of shame.
"If you work hard now, it's still too late, I don't ask you to be admitted to any famous school, but at least you can get a copy, there is still hope." Jiang Yuqiao took out all his patience, "Don't have useless things with Zhuo Yifan. Contradictions, or spending limited time with me."
"This is the most pivotal year of your life."
"Everyone has to avoid it."
In fact, Jiang Yuqiao wanted to tell her these words when he was in school, but he never said it because of her face, and now is the best time.
He wants her to realize how important the college entrance examination is.
She didn't want to end that day, and she would regret it again.
Zhong Keke understands his good intentions.
I do realize how out of touch I am.
After a few seconds of silence, she nodded obediently, "I see, Brother Yuqiao."
Jiang Yuqiao stood up straight and patted the back of her head, "It's cold, go back."
Zhong Keke didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked towards the door.
But a second before the door opened, he turned around and shouted to the figure in front, "Brother Yuqiao."
The man who walked under the banyan tree stopped.
In the yard, the street lights were dim and the light was cool, but it still couldn't hide his tall and straight figure.
Zhong Keke's heart beat faster, his fists closed slightly, "I will get into the top three hundred in the test."
As if making a big decision, she took two steps forward and raised the volume, "I won't let you down."
That night, for the first time, Zhong Keke obediently drank the hot milk boiled by his grandfather and climbed into bed before eleven o'clock.
Before going to bed, she sent a message to Zhou Mingyue: [From tomorrow, your father and I will study hard, and the goal is to get into the top 300!]
Zhou Mingyue: [… ]
Zhou Mingyue: [Dear son, don't dream.]
If it were normal, Zhong Keke would definitely fight her for 300 rounds, but now it is different, she has to recharge her batteries.
It may be due to the effect of hot milk. She slept surprisingly well that night, and had a sweet dream. In her dream, she went to college, wearing a beautiful white dress, and walking hand in hand on the lawn with Jiang Yuqiao, like a sweet couple. couple.
However, just when the two were about to kiss, she was awakened by the alarm on the table.
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The old man pushed the door and came in, "Coco, it's time to get up."
Zhong Keke's personality is actually quite good, but she is very angry when she wakes up. She usually sleeps until noon on weekends. When she is woken up so early, she is a little upset and lies on the bed under the quilt.
The old man came over and watered the lilies on her windowsill, "If you don't get up again, you will leave in a while when you meet Brother Qiao."
Zhong Keke, who was pupa in the quilt, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened the quilt, "Go?"
"You thought it was you," the old man held back a smile, "they want to go back to school to do academics."
A word woke the dreamer.
Zhong Keke was completely drowsy in an instant, and even got up to wash up, put on some clothes and rushed out of the house. As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, he saw that the security door was half open, and there was a faint message of a man's politeness. soft voice-
"Excuse me, I will consider it carefully."
"I can help with the selection of materials, and I will also help you persuade her."
"Okay, I'll check the time."
Hearing his voice, Zhong Keke's mood instantly improved, and without thinking about it, he opened the door familiarly and walked in.
The furnishings in the house are still the same as before, clean and tidy, fresh and bright.
Zhong Keke walked around the living room with his hands behind his back, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Yuqiao with only a white towel around his lower body coming out of the bedroom.
The man has wide shoulders and narrow waist, with a good proportion of bones and muscles, he looks thin but sexy and powerful.
The sunlight shone on him through the clear window, making his already excessively white skin smoother and more delicate.
Wet drops of water slipped down the hair to the chest, and on the flexible abdominal muscles, several lines of the waistcoat with smooth arcs were intertwined and hidden in the bath towel.
In the air, the tail notes of the shower gel diffused, and the smell of hormones seemed to float around.
Shocked by the "living and fragrant" scene in front of him, Zhong Keke stayed in place with a very stiff posture.
Heartbeat.
A burning blush spread from under the ear.
At this moment, Jiang Yuqiao, who hung up the phone, raised his head and met Zhong Keke's gaze at a glance.
She didn't seem to have thought that she would appear here, and her slender and white fingers froze while holding the phone.
"… "
Jiang Yuqiao reacted.
The body temperature soared at an unexpected rate.
On the other hand, Zhong Keke, who was immersed in the wonderful spring, had flushed cheeks, and his eyes were straight and expectant.
Seeing that she didn't mean to evade at all, Jiang Yuqiao's heart filled with irritability, he pulled the coat next to him, and threw it on her head with a slap, his voice was cold and intimidating—
"What are you looking at?"
"go out."