Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

Before the two of them had time to leave, they were surrounded by a group of boys and girls.

A group of people were chattering and chattering, a little noisy.

Meng Yutang found a gap to get out of the crowd by himself, leaving Meng Ling to deal with it.

But before she took two steps, a bunch of long guns and short cannons were aimed at her.

"Tangtang, when did you learn to play a musical instrument!"

"Why haven't you heard of it before? Why didn't you show it? It's a surprise."

"Yes, yes, Tangtang..."

Meng Yutang often faces this moment and is a little irritable.

Putting her hand on the brim of the hat, the corners of her lips curved silently. Just as she was about to take off the hat, someone grabbed her hand. The brim of the hat was pushed down, and a pair of powerful arms suddenly wrapped around her shoulders.

His voice is low and low: "We still have something to do, let's go first."

Meng Yutang was completely pulled away by him, she looked sideways at Zhou Beicheng who suddenly appeared.

He came with the moonlight in his arms, and suddenly broke into her world.

He looked at the road ahead with dark eyes, without looking back at her, and led her past the confused reporters in a low voice.

"In the future, if you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."

"With me around, they dare not send it out."

"..."

She turned her head quickly, her eyes hidden under the brim of the hat blinked slightly moist.

Zhou Beicheng took her for a long walk, and finally he stopped when the noise in his ears died down.

He let go of Meng Yutang, pulled her to sit on a bench beside her, and sat beside her.

It's almost winter, and the nights are getting a little chilly.

Sitting up, Zhou Beicheng stretched out his hand slightly to test the direction of the wind, then got up and sat on the other side of Meng Yutang.

He is tall, and he can block the wind when he sits there.

Meng Yutang turned his head to look at him, and he could see the bruises under his eyes under the night.

Thinking of how he left in a hurry and in a hurry before, it must be because he hasn't slept all the time.

"are you busy?"

The surroundings were very quiet, and her light voice reached his ears, instantly calming his restlessness caused by sleepiness.

He turned to look at her, and she looked at him with bright eyes under the brim of her hat.

He was stunned for a moment, he felt very cherished at that moment, as long as he could be looked at by these eyes for a long time, he thought it would be fine, even if he was so busy all his life that he had no time to sleep, as long as she looked at him, he could instantly survived.

He responded with a deep voice: "En."

In Meng Yutang's eyes was the distress that she didn't even notice.

"Troublesome?"

Looking at her, Zhou Beicheng thought it was fine, and it should be enough to stay up for another night.

But still wanted to tease her, nodded: "En."

Meng Yutang was silent.

Zhou Beicheng didn't hear what she said, so he took the initiative to ask, "Want to help me?"

Meng Yutang didn't speak or move.

He hooked the corner of his lips: "If you want to help me, don't move."

Before Meng Yutang could react, his shoulders sank, he turned his head, put Zhou Beicheng's head on his shoulders, and closed his eyes slightly.

She turned around and still didn't speak or move.

After a long time, Zhou Beicheng's breathing was steady, as if he had fallen asleep.

Only then did Meng Yutang raise her hand, and gently placed it on her heart. She could feel her heart beating powerfully. It seemed to be flustered, beating fast and anxiously.

"..."

She turned her head slightly, her cheeks were itchy when Zhou Beicheng's hair swept over her, and her heart was also itchy...

His eyes silently fell on his long eyelashes for a long time...