"I'm...busy."

Huang Baihan replied vaguely.

"Busy?"

Chen Zhu frowned. He had so much experience, but he felt something was wrong when he heard it.

Generally speaking, "are you there" or "what are you doing" has different meanings due to different relationships and different contexts.

"What are you doing" between lovers is that I miss you.

What the leader is "doing" is to assign tasks to you, or you did not do your previous work well and now you need to rework it.

"What are you doing" if you haven't contacted your friend for a long time? It may mean that you want to borrow money.

Chen Zhu's "what are you doing" actually contains a kind of temptation.

At this time, even if Huang Baihan replied "I'll talk about it later", Chen Zhu would not be suspicious.

It happened that Dahuang had a secret in his heart and lacked social experience, which was quickly exposed in front of people like Chen Zhu.

However, Chen Zhu was not sure what Huang Baihan was doing, and he didn't even dare to tell the truth to himself, so he asked calmly: "What national affairs are you so busy with?"

"Learn from the student union."

Huang Baihan sounded like he didn't want to talk anymore: "What's wrong? There's no problem. I'll hang up now."

"etc!"

Chen Zhu suddenly stopped him: "Let's make an appointment for morning tea this week. I haven't had morning tea since I went to college."

"Morning tea" is a folk food custom in Guangdong. In a teahouse, you order a few cages of chicken feet, shrimp dumplings, quicksand buns... Then make a pot of tea, and meet up with a few friends to eat and chat. It can be said to pass the time.

The best way.

"I'm not free this week."

Huang Baihan seemed to have already dealt with this problem. He blurted out almost without thinking: "I want to see my grandparents."

"That's it...then forget it."

Chen Zhu didn't say anything else and pressed the phone.

There was a kind of music in the background of this piece of shit's phone. It was obviously not working in the student union, otherwise it wouldn't be so leisurely.

Huang Baihan didn't expect that Chen Zhu had seen through his lie, and he breathed a sigh of relief after putting away his phone.

It wasn't that he didn't want to make an appointment for morning tea, but he really didn't know how to face Mou Jiawen again, so he found a reason early.

Everything is as my best friend warned me before. If I fail to express my love, I may not even be able to be friends.

Now Huang Baihan is very conflicted. On the one hand, he avoids Xiao Mou everywhere in school.

They are not in the same department, and Chinese Engineering is so big, so there are not many opportunities to meet unless we make special arrangements.

On the other hand, this kind of deliberately staggered behavior sometimes gives Huang Baihan a sense of panic that "we will never see him again."

Many late nights when he was insomniac, he would turn on his phone and stare at Mou Jiawen's QQ profile picture over and over again, reading all her logs and statuses over and over again.

He still liked Xiao Mou very much and still does. After all, he was the first girl he fell in love with.

But what's the use? Mou Jiawen just treats herself as a friend.

As for what I am doing now...

I heard someone shouting from behind: "Bo Han, do you think this dress looks good?"

Xu Yue came over carrying a short skirt studded with sparkling rhinestones, gesturing on her body to ask.

"Alright, it's okay."

Huang Baihan looked at it twice.

Xu Yuejiao's pretty face and petite figure are actually quite suitable for this kind of hip-hugging skirt.

In particular, her breasts are very plump, which makes men have the urge to tear open their clothes and watch the fake diamonds fall to the ground one by one.

"If you think it's okay, then I'll buy it."

After Xu Yue finished speaking, she went to pay.

"Young man, you have really good taste. Your girlfriend looks very beautiful in this dress."

The shopping guide in the store praised him from the side.

"You misunderstood, she is not my girlfriend."

Huang Baihan whispered.

Today, Minister Xu just said that he wanted to go shopping and asked himself to help carry the bag. This was what he agreed to the night he fell in love, so Huang Baihan did not refuse.

However, Huang Baihan was a little wary at first, worried that Minister Xu would make him foot the bill.

Dahuang secretly sets a standard for himself, and forgets anything over 200 yuan.

If it's less than 200 yuan, it's okay to just bite the bullet and help pay. After all, on the night when I broke up, I ignored the slippery ground and sat next to him to comfort myself. It's just a return of favor.

However, after arriving at the mall, Huang Baihan realized that he had been overly worried. The clothes that Minister Xu picked cost hundreds of dollars each, and he had no intention of paying for them himself.

In this way, Huang Baihan felt a little embarrassed, feeling that he was judging a gentleman with a villain's heart, and his favorability towards his senior sister increased a bit.

Xu Yue walked out after paying the order and handed the packaging bag to Huang Baihan naturally.

Huang Baihan was still a little uncomfortable at first. When he just took Xu Yue's small bag, he carefully held it in his arms.

Later, Xu Yue asked him to relax a little, there was no need to be so nervous, and he could just carry it casually.

After several hours of "exercise", Huang Baihan is now able to help women carry bags and bags very well.

"Who did you call just now?"

After leaving the store, Xu Yue asked as he walked: "Why do you look a little scared?"

"My best friend is the boy who came to school to find me that day."

Huang Baihan explained: "He is very smart now, and I feel like nothing can be hidden from him."

"Are you particularly smart now?"

Xu Yue found it a bit funny. Shouldn't smart be a constant adjective?

Why does it sound like I am very smart now, but I was a little stupid before?

But recalling the depth and calmness in that boy's eyes, even Xu Yue admitted that he was indeed a smart person.

"so……"

Xu Yue rolled her eyes at Huang Baihan: "You don't even dare to admit to him that you go shopping with me. You think I'm embarrassing you, don't you?"

Huang Baihan didn't expect Xu Xu to hear his conversation, and quickly defended: "I didn't mean that, I was worried that he would misunderstand."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

Xu Yue stared at Huang Baihan intently.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

Huang Baihan was speechless and found it difficult to say the words "I misunderstood that we are in love".

Chen Zhu had a bad impression of Xu Yue, which Huang Baihan knew.

During the National Day holiday, when everyone was having dinner, he said he liked a girl. Chen Zhu mistook her for Xu Yue and tried to persuade her.

Later, when he found out it was Mou Jiawen, his anger turned into joy.

That's why Huang Baihan lied on the phone. Another reason was that he didn't obey the instructions and confessed rashly, for fear that Chen Zhu would blame him.

If Mou Jiawen is the first person Huang Baihan doesn't want to see now, then Chen Zhu is the second person, but they should have the closest relationship.

Seeing Huang Baihan's confused look, Xu Yue couldn't help but laugh and said, "Forget it, I won't tease you. I'll treat you to a cup of milk tea."

Huang Baihan was relieved and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I should treat you to milk tea."

"You! Just sit still."

Xu Yue couldn't help but push Huang Baihan to the seat in the milk tea shop: "You accompany me shopping and help me carry my bags. Where can I treat you?"

After saying that, Xu Yue stepped on her sexy little high heels and went to place her order.

Looking at Xu Yue lying in front of the counter, carefully choosing the flavor of milk tea, Huang Baihan always felt as if he owed Senior Sister Xu another favor.

Therefore, people who value emotions always have a harder life. If someone is as heartless as Zheng Hao, he will not feel any psychological guilt at all.

Not to mention a cup of milk tea, he even wanted to have a meal for free.

After Xu Yue came back from buying milk tea, Huang Baihan tasted the sweet and silky milk and said seriously: "Minister Xu, let me treat you to a meal next time."

Huang Baihan hoped to return the favor. Xu Yue looked at the boy's sincere eyes, smiled slightly and said: "There is no need to treat guests to dinner. Why spend money in vain? If you are free, please do me a small favor."

"When?"

Huang Baihan asked, and he subconsciously refused.

"We'll wait and see, it won't be difficult anyway."
To be continued...