I Deliver Candy To Men

Yingying entered her senior year of high school again.

The reason why she said "re" is because the system told her that she had attended high school, participated in the college entrance examination many times, and even studied science once!

"My Ying Baoer is also good at studying science!" The system said, "I was admitted to a top university!"

Yingying felt that it was bragging.

But it was so enthusiastic, Yingying kindly didn't dismantle it, she just said, "I'm going to take the top university this time too!"

Zhou Wenjie is going to be admitted to a top university. Yingying wants to join him and get into the best school.

Life in the third year of high school was intense and fulfilling. Yingying worked hard to follow Zhou Wenjie's grades, and she was hovering between second and third in the exam. Zhou Wenjie easily took the first place in the test, and would laugh and tell Yingying to relax, don't be too nervous, Yingying gave him a shudder every time: "Don't talk to me perverted!"

On weekends, the two would quietly date, but the frequency was higher than when they were freshmen and sophomores.

"It's the third year of high school, everyone is busy, and no one comes out to play on weekends." Zhou Wenjie said.

The implication is that they are going out on a date now, they will not be caught, and it is very safe.

Yingying felt that he was too cheesy, so she liked him even more - who doesn't love a smart and handsome boy?

Sometimes I go to the movies, sometimes I buy a puzzle, go to the park, sit on the grass and play the puzzle together. When you don't want to play puzzles, let Zhou Wenjie play XX music.

"Slow down!" Yingying sat next to him and said arrogantly, "I can't understand you like this! Can you explain it a little more?"

So, Zhou Wenjie slapped slowly, explaining to her why he walked like this every step of the way, and it took a long time to pass the level.

Yingying listened to his soft voice, she couldn't concentrate on watching the game - how could there be a handsome guy in the game? She tucked her knees on the ground, her chin resting on her arms, tilting her head to look at him.

He is more handsome. The facial features are more three-dimensional, the stature is more and more open, and the whole body is full of vigorous vigor, which cannot be concealed even when the head is lowered and the eyes are closed.

Teenagers are turning in the direction of youth.

For some reason, Yingying faintly saw the outline of a gentle beast from him. Obviously he used to be such a gentle and delicate boy? Yingying knocked on her forehead, throwing away this strange illusion.

Zhou Wenjie had long noticed her distraction. He looked up and didn't tell her to relax. He was playing games in his hands and said, "My birthday next week. Are you coming?"

"Where are you going?" Yingying asked in confusion. In the past, on his birthday, she always prepared a small gift for him, and the two of them would watch a movie or have a meal together.

"My family." Zhou Wenjie said, withdrew his gaze, and said lightly, "I am an adult."

Yingying froze for a while, blinked her eyes, and said in admiration, "I envy you." She will not be an adult until April next year.

Zhou Wenjie stopped playing the game, turned to look at her, and his eyes were meaningful.

Yingying was inexplicable, but a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she vaguely guessed something. The back of her neck numb, she lowered her head and grabbed the grass on the ground: "Who is going?"

"Relatives and friends." Zhou Wenjie looked away and continued to play games cracklingly, "Cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin cousin, and a few friends who played well."

Yingying nodded: "Oh."

"Go?" he asked.

"Go, of course." Yingying let go of the grass and raised her head with a smile, "My good friend is celebrating her birthday, how can you not join us?"

The two of them hid well, and the classmates hardly knew about them, and regarded them as good friends. In fact, they are not just friends, but good friends.

Zhou Wenjie pouted in disgrace.

He is handsome, and he is also handsome with a pouting mouth, but that little bit of immortality is gone. He is an ordinary handsome guy who is a little picky.

In a blink of an eye, next weekend is here.

Yingying put on the sweater and dress she picked the night before, and carried her favorite small bag, and planned to go out.

Zhou's mother saw it and raised her brows: "Yo? Zhou Baobao, are you going to do something?"

"What's the matter?" Yingying looked at herself in the mirror, "Don't you want to dress up when you go out to play?"

Zhou's mother clicked: "You usually go out to play, why don't you dress up beautifully?"

"That's because I look like my mother! I'm naturally beautiful! I'm beautiful without dressing up!" Yingying gave Zhou's mother a sweet smile, then ran to the door, "I won't be back at noon, mom, don't wait for me to eat!"

Open the door and run out.

Zhou Ma laughed and shook her head in the back.

Both she and Dad Zhou had met that young man. Seeing that he was a very good child, and his daughter's academic performance had not declined, they turned a blind eye.

In order to prevent the beautiful skirt from being wrinkled, Yingying plans to take a taxi to Zhou Wenjie's house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she left the community, she heard a car honking at her on the side of the road. Turning his head, it was a red sports car with smooth and beautiful lines. Zhou Wenjie stuck his head out of the car window and waved to her, "This way!"

He actually came to pick her up!

Surprised and surprised, Yingying trotted over.

"Thank you." She opened the back door and sat in, and found that the driver was a boy. At this moment, she turned her head and smiled at her, "Hello, I'm Zhou Wenjie's cousin."

"Hello, cousin." Yingying smiled back.

Zhou Wenjie wore a loose beige pullover sweater and a pair of light blue ripped jeans, looking very casual, as if he was going out to play, not a birthday party.

He glanced at the front seat enviously and complained, "I'm just an adult, and I have to wait a few months for my driver's license."

Otherwise, he would be able to pick her up by car himself!

The cousin laughed and stepped on the accelerator.

Yingying and Zhou Wenjie were sitting in the backseat, for some reason, she was a little nervous, and even thought, is she pretty enough today? Will it not match his handsomeness?

The clothes he wears look handsome at first glance, but if you take a closer look, you can see that the tailoring and color matching are exquisite and scheming, and they must be expensive brands. And she is a girl from an ordinary family.

Yingying was a little nervous and didn't want to admit that she was a little inferior.

Zhou Wenjie didn't seem to notice her nervousness. He talked to his cousin for a while and chatted with her for a while.

Half an hour later, Zhou Wenjie's house arrived.

My cousin drove very fast, but even after driving for half an hour, Yingying knew how far Zhou Wenjie had taken to take her home. The tension from before gradually calmed down.

What is there to be ashamed of? He likes her, there must be something in her that he admires.

There is a group of villas near Zhou Wenjie's house. My cousin drove all the way in and stopped in front of a villa.

"It's here." Zhou Wenjie got out of the car first, then went around to Yingying's side and opened the door to let her down.

Yingying just said that she is not inferior or nervous, but as soon as her feet touch the ground, she realizes that her feet are a little soft.

He invited her to his birthday party and went to pick her up specially to let his cousin know her. How can you not be nervous?

"Brother, you can't drive, my friends are getting motion sickness!" Zhou Wenjie naturally took her hand and yelled at his cousin.

The cousin quickly apologized: "Hey, it's my fault, I went to the small dark room."

He strode into the house.

Only then did Zhou Wenjie take back his gaze, lowered his head, and smiled at Yingying: "What? Are you nervous?"

As she spoke, she squeezed her hand lightly.

It was the first time he held her hand. In the past, they only said that they were friends, and they also controlled the distance between them. Not to mention not holding her hand, even if she touched him, they would stare at her.

"Who's nervous?" Yingying refused to admit it and tugged at her hand.

Zhou Wenjie did not let go, but held her hand in his palm: "There are no classmates here, I am not afraid of being reported."

Take her and go inside.

Yingying felt his gentle and powerful palm, and a little sweetness came out of her heart.

Quietly hooked his palm with his little finger: "Why not? Am I not your classmate? Wait, I will report to the teacher when school starts on Monday, and classmate Zhou forced the girl to fall in love with him!"

"I'm so scared." Zhou Wenjie pretended and let go of her hand.

Yingying quickly grabbed it back: "If you're afraid, be honest! Be obedient! Maybe I won't report you when my heart softens!"

Thinking that he squeezed her hand just now, he took the opportunity to squeeze it back.

Zhou Wenjie raised the corner of his mouth, took her hand, and entered the door.

There are seven or eight young people in the living room, there are sixteen or seventeen children, and there are also young people in their early twenties. Some sit on the ground and play games, some play jigsaw puzzles, some read books, and some lie on the sofa and play with their mobile phones.

When I saw Yingying coming in, I nodded to her and said hello. For her and Zhou Wenjie holding hands, they did not show any strange expressions.

"I'll show you my house." Zhou Wenjie whispered, leading Yingying upstairs.

Yingying vaguely saw the multi-layered cakes in the restaurant, as well as all kinds of beautiful snacks and drinks. Looking back, he led him upstairs quietly.

The so-called visit to his home, the first stop is his room.

He cleaned it very well, and the furnishings in the room were arranged and neatly arranged.

His room is light blue, which is gentle and cold, Yingying looked around curiously, his bookshelf, his desk, and his bed.

Zhou Wenjie introduced her to the trophies he had won, some gadgets he had collected, and so on.

Then he pointed to the balcony and said, "Sit down for a while?"

"Yeah." Yingying nodded.

She was still a little reserved.

Zhou Wenjie was not surprised, he led her to sit on the rocking chair on the balcony, then brought her drinks and water, and asked her which one to drink?

"If you drink a drink, your breath will be fresher." He seemed to say casually.

Just as Yingying was about to take the drink, she immediately retracted her hand and took the water instead.

With a thumping heart, he secretly shouted: "Mom! What is he doing? What is he implying to me? Ah? Do I understand? Should I understand? No, I'm not yet an adult! He's an adult, I have not!"

Zhou Wenjie's virtue never speaks nonsense. Occasionally, an inexplicable remark always has a hidden meaning in it.

For example, in the earliest days, he asked her to watch a movie and told her that he would not talk about high school.

Yingying lowered her eyes, daring not to look at him, and took a sip of water.

He sat down beside her, his slender legs stretched out, his feet folded loosely together, he turned his head to look at her, and chuckled, "Is the scenery here beautiful?"

The author has something to say: Yingying (automatic brain supplement): The scenery is very good, suitable for kissing?