Chapter 202 Young man, don’t listen to advice
Sunday, sunny.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, Xu Qingzhou went out sleepily. The sink had signs of use, but there was no one in the living room. Thinking that Song Yao had gone to buy breakfast, he simply took clean clothes and took a shower.
When I came out of the shower, I saw that Song Yao had come back and there were two more breakfasts on the table.
"Good morning." Xu Qingzhou greeted.
"Well, good morning." Song Yao's face was sullen, obviously not adapting to the change of status.
Xu Qingzhou used a hair dryer to dry his hair, then sat down and said, "Go to the furniture store after dinner?"
Senior Ren Xiaoling was doing the morning experiment and just had time to buy some furniture.
Song Yao nodded and said "hmm" in her nose. They were obviously very familiar with each other, but after becoming this guy's girlfriend, she didn't know how to get along with her now.
"We can buy an extra table and put it in the living room." Xu Qingzhou pointed to the corner next to the sofa. "If reading in the bedroom is boring, you can come to the living room."
Also, it is more suitable for two people to be together.
"Yeah, okay." Song Yao nodded again, thinking that this method was feasible.
After breakfast, Song Yao went back to the room to change clothes. Xu Qingzhou dressed more casually and was planning how big of a table to buy in the living room.
10 minutes later, Song Yao came out and asked Xu Qingzhou: "How is this set?"
"Very good-looking." Xu Qingzhou told the truth, with a high ponytail, an off-white sweatshirt and jeans, a slim figure, and a cold expression. His whole body exuded the aura of youth.
Hearing Xu Qingzhou's praise, Song Yao felt very happy, and it was not in vain that she had spent so much time dressing up.
"Let's go." Seeing that the time was almost up, Xu Qingzhou raised his hand and motioned for Song Yao to extend his hand.
Song Yao paused for a moment and put her hand on Xu Qingzhou's palm.
Xu Qingzhou held Song Yao's little white hand, contentedly, and happily led Song Yao out.
The weather was exceptionally good. The sunlight filtered through the fallen leaves, and the mottled light and shadow fell on the two of them, making them feel warm.
"I took a look and moved the coffee table so that a 1.3-meter desk could be placed in the living room. After visiting the furniture store, I happened to have dinner in the mall next to it."
As soon as Xu Qingzhou left the house, he began to force Lai Lai to talk about the arrangements for the morning. While talking, he was feeling emotional. It was a pleasure to hold hands openly without having to worry about being punched.
"Um."
Song Yao nodded slightly and stared at the hands held by herself and Xu Qingzhou. The two of them had gone out many times, but this was the first time they went out holding hands.
A little uncomfortable.
However, it feels very good to be held by someone and not have to think about where to go.
It's pretty good to be a little girl who is cared for.
Just when she thought she should be gentler, the boy in front suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at her with complicated eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Song Yao, I'm really not used to your current gentle look. How about changing back to the fighting version of Song Yao?"
Xu Qingzhou looked disappointed. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt severe pain in his waist.
"Oops, wrong, wrong!"
"Have you adapted now?!"
Song Yao was so angry that her teeth itched, and she had long forgotten her desire to be a weak little girl.
If you don't fight for three days, you can go to the house and uncover the tiles. That's what they say.
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Song Yao snorted and asked, "Xu Qingzhou, in your eyes, am I just a tomboy?"
"Absolutely not."
Xu Qingzhou rubbed the area pinched by Song Yao, paused, pinched her face, and added: "Of course. It would be better if you don't always clench your fists when you are angry."
"I just thought about it and didn't do anything."
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Think about it? Ha, I still want to take action!
No, you have to get some exercise, you can't let her bully you all the time, right?
Xu Qingzhou held his waist and secretly made up his mind. Coincidentally, the two met the landlord's aunt at the intersection: "Hey, Xiao Xu, Xiao Song, let's go out."
"Well, yes, let's go buy some furniture." Xu Qingzhou responded with a smile.
"It's good. If you need anything, just tell Auntie."
"Okay, thank you, auntie."
The landlord's aunt nodded, her eyes lingering on Xu Qingzhou for a moment, "Xiao Xu, aunt knows an old Chinese medicine doctor. If you two need it, I will give you the phone number."
I was sighing again, these two young people didn't listen to what their aunt said. Look, they don't know how to control themselves. They cover their waists when they go out.
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Xu Qingzhou expressed that he was very depressed. He could only hold hands now. How could you tarnish someone else's innocence out of thin air?
Song Yao blinked and looked at Xu Qingzhou innocently.
The landlady looked at Song Yao again and said earnestly: "Xiao Song, you too, you have to feel sorry for the man, you know."
Song Yao: "."
"Come on, Auntie has something else to do, so let's go first."
The enthusiastic landlady waved her hand and left with the dishes.
Looking at Song Yao, whose ears were a little red, Xu Qingzhou teased, "See, little girl, you have to feel sorry for the man, you know."
"Xu Qingzhou!"
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At 9 a.m., Xu Qingzhou and his wife got off Line 4.
Song Yao looked weird. It didn't matter that Xu Qingzhou liked legs. As far as she knew, most boys did. But on the subway, this guy held her hand and looked at it again and again, "playing" with great enthusiasm.
How come he has so many weird hobbies?
Xu Qingzhou happily held the girl's hand. Seeing that she was deep in thought, he didn't know what she was thinking, so he circled her palm with his index finger.
The tingling feeling made Song Yao's heart tighten, and she pulled back her hand suddenly, glaring at him angrily.
"I won't move any more."
Xu Qingzhou coughed dryly, promised, and grabbed Song Yao's hand.
Song Yao was angry, but she didn't resist and let him grab her hand from his sleeve.
The warm little hand was held again, Xu Qingzhou was much more honest, and the two of them walked slowly towards the furniture store.
"Do you feel in love now?" Xu Qingzhou turned to ask the girl next to him.
"No." Song Yao curled her lips, although this feeling was quite good now.
Xu Qingzhou slowed down and continued her words: "It's not very normal. When two people fall in love, there are all kinds of bloody dramas in TV dramas. In fact, most of the time they encounter boring trivial matters."
After saying that, he looked at the girl's expression and continued: "Love is when two people turn an ordinary life into a romantic one."
"To put it simply, we need to live together as a couple, but also have a little romance in life, so that both parties can experience the feeling of their hearts beating faster."
Song Yao looked at him expressionlessly, "Are you very experienced?"
"There are a lot of theories in this area in the book." Xu Qingzhou was stuck for a moment, thinking that he almost dug a hole for himself.
Song Yao said nothing, thinking about what this guy wanted to do when he suddenly said such things.
Xu Qingzhou asked again: "With the two of us holding hands like this, can you feel the feeling of your heart beating faster when you are in love?"
"No." Song Yao looked away. Well, to be honest, she was really moved, especially when this guy tickled her palms, which made her feel itchy and indescribably comfortable.
"No, it's normal."
Xu Qingzhou continued to nod, stopped, turned to look at Song Yao, and said, "Generally speaking, you can only better appreciate the beauty of love when you kiss."
"So, do you want to experience it?"
(End of chapter)