I Deliver Candy To Men

Yingying looked at his smiling appearance, only to feel that his whole body was covered with a layer of light! Glittering!

Ahhh! There is a little person in her heart clenching her fists, waving and screaming!

"Thank you." She tried her best to suppress her inner excitement and lowered her head and whispered.

You can't be too crazy in front of him, she thought to herself.

Zhou Wenjie understood her restraint as being shy, smiled slightly, and turned her head away. He fanned in front of him with his hand as a fan, and suddenly stood up and said, "Are you thirsty? I'll go buy some water."

Yingying hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go buy it, I'll treat you to a drink, thank you for helping me just now."

Zhou Wenjie smiled lightly: "This also counts?"

"Yeah!" Yingying nodded earnestly, and then went to the place where the water was sold.

Zhou Wenjie looked at her delicate back running away, smiled lightly, and sat down in a leisurely manner.

His pocket vibrated. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. A friend who was helping the physical education teacher asked him where he was. He replied, "I have something to do, you guys are busy first."

Put the phone back in the pocket and wait for the little girl who bought the water to run back.

Not long after, Yingying came back from buying water. Holding a bottle of C’estbon in the left hand and a bottle of Farmer in the right. She handed Yibao to him: "I remember you drinking this?"

Zhou Wenjie smiled and took it: "Thank you."

Unscrewed the cap, raised his head and drank.

Yingying sat down cross-legged and looked at the side face of his drinking water, which was very good-looking, and his jet black hair slid back as he looked up, making Yingying want to go up and lick it.

well! She lowered her head and twisted the bottle cap to let out air.

After drinking a few sips of water, she felt good again. He drank her milk tea, drank her water, and played with her mobile phone! She announced that he was her man!

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

If Zhou Wenjie didn't mean anything to her, she wouldn't believe it! He doesn't do this to other girls!

She had never seen him get so close to any girl before! Even a few girls from the student council, although they often do things together, he never bothers them!

He only bothered her!

Thinking of this, Yingying was overjoyed, so beautiful that she was bubbling.

In a blink of an eye, a month has passed.

At noon that day, when Yingying got off the bus, she didn't notice that she was pushed by the person behind her, and fell to the side of the road.

She only felt a little pain in her feet and didn't care, but when she wanted to stand up, she found that her ankles hurt so badly that she couldn't control the expression on her face.

"I must be ugly now." In addition to the pain, she was still in the mood.

The ankle seems to be twisted a bit. She had no choice but to take out her cell phone to call her friend.

Just took it out, and two boys walked behind him: "Classmate, are you alright?"

Seeing Yingying wearing the same school uniform, she knew it was a girl from her school.

"My foot is twisted." Yingying raised her head and said.

The two boys were very kind, slowly helped her up, and then carried her to the infirmary.

"Thank you." Yingying sat on the bed in the infirmary and said to the two kind-hearted boys, "Let's go back to class soon."

The two boys waved to her and turned away.

Yingying was treated by the school doctor for her injuries.

The knee was frayed a lot, because the pain in the foot was so severe that she didn't notice it, and she was smeared with medicine and gauze.

My ankle is a little sprained and I need to rest for a few days without exerting any force.

Yingying looked at the time, there were still ten minutes before class. She jumped back to the classroom on one foot? Not very realistic. Looking for a good girl to pick her up? But her classroom is on the fourth floor.

With a smile, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello." Zhou Wenjie's voice was transformed by electronic signals, making it more sparse.

Yingying was a little nervous, pinched her fingers, and said to him, "Zhou Wenjie, my foot is twisted."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then he said, "Where are you now?"

"Infirmary." Yingying said.

"Okay, I'll go now." He said lightly.

Yingying put down her phone, covered her mouth and smiled.

She guessed it!

He really is interested in her!

Otherwise, he would never come to pick her up! If it were another girl, he would either find her head teacher or the class committees in her class to deal with this matter, and he would not come in person!

She was so happy that she shook her legs and pulled her wounds before she could be honest.

Just still grinning.

Three minutes later, Zhou Wenjie came.

He ran all the way, and after entering the infirmary, he was still slightly panting.

Coming to Yingying and standing still, he bent over and supported his knees, looking at her injury. The trousers Yingying was wearing had covered the wound on her knee, but she could see a torn piece on her trousers, so it could be imagined that there must be an injury.

Looking at her feet again, her brows wrinkled: "Why did you fall?"

Yingying said honestly: "I didn't pay attention when I got off the bus, and was squeezed by the people behind."

He nodded, squatted with his back to her, and said in a low voice, "Come up."

Yingying suddenly grinned, jumped on his back, and hugged his neck.

Zhou Wenjie grabbed her knees, stood up easily behind her back, and walked towards the infirmary.

Yingying was lying on his back, still holding his neck, her heartbeat was uncontrollable, and she was a little hypoxic!

I thought for a while, good fall! Thanks to the rider who pushed her!

After walking out of the infirmary, the sun was a little dry, Yingying raised a hand and covered her face. Seeing that he didn't speak, he tilted his head and looked at him, only to see no expression on his handsome side face, very cold.

Yingying asked, "Will it be bad for you to carry me?"

He raised his brows and tilted his head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Yingying smiled and said, "It may be misunderstood."

He turned his head back and asked lightly, "What's the misunderstanding?"

Yingying tilted her head and looked at him, suddenly she had the guts to grab a strand of his short hair and tug at it: "What did you say you misunderstood?"

Can't blame her for being bold. It was his various performances that gradually fattened her courage.

Change dates with someone else, check discipline with her. Use the same refill as hers. Invite her to a movie. Help her drive the peach blossoms. playing with her phone. Drink the water she bought.

Now he is willing to pick her up and carry her back to the classroom.

He treats her so differently, what's so strange about her being "amorous"?

Thinking that he has always been indifferent, Yingying decided to test him.

Zhou Wenjie felt his hair being pulled, and his footsteps paused.

There was a little difference in the eyes.

"Speak." Yingying spoke again boldly.

Zhou Wenjie pursed his lips and continued walking: "I am happy to help others, what can others misunderstand?"

Yingying threw away his hair in anger.

Hmm, don't admit it.

Soon he walked into the classroom, and he carried her upstairs.

Fourth floor.

Step by step, she stepped forward, and as soon as she reached the third floor, Yingying's anger disappeared and turned into distress.

Climbing stairs is tiring, let alone carrying a person on your back?

Even if he was pretending, he was actually carrying her upstairs.

She turned to hug his neck and whispered in his ear, "Thank you, Zhou Wenjie, you are so good."

The warm breath brushed against my ears, and I was caught off guard, and my heart beat a few beats.

Zhou Wenjie's footsteps paused, and his voice was annoyed like never before: "Don't move!"

Yingying was suddenly attacked, and she didn't dare to make a sound. She hugged his neck honestly, and carried him to the door of the classroom.

There's still a minute to go to class, so it's just in time.

Yingying was supported by her classmates, jumped to the seat on one foot, and then raised her head, Zhou Wenjie had disappeared.

For the first time, she didn't feel lost, but felt warm and happy in her heart.

So much so that in the first ten minutes of class, I was a little distracted, and the teacher lost the head of chalk. His face turned red with a bang, he hurriedly calmed down and listened to the class earnestly.

Because her feet are inconvenient, Yingying dare not drink water, so as to avoid the trouble of running back and forth to the toilet.