"Sister Sweet takes it seriously."

Chen Zhu immediately understood that he was just saying something to cheer him up, saying that he would feel less tired after seeing you.

As a result, people believed it and responded, "Wait until I come downstairs."

Such a clear hint, with Chen Zhuo's emotional intelligence, can he still not understand the explanation of Fengqing——

I just said casually, you can go to bed directly after taking a shower.

Chen Zhu replied: Of course I want to see you anytime. I will go to your dormitory now.

After sending this message, Chen Zhu sighed regretfully.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so talkative, so why bother flirting with me at this point? Isn't there a point to count the number of steps I walked today?

But then again, not everyone can flirt with school beauty Song. If you don’t get her consent, you will only be blacklisted for talking nonsense in your life.

Chen Zhu came to the downstairs of Xiyuan, where there were very few people.

Except for the students who have just been studying in the classroom.

They hurried back to the dormitory, carrying schoolbags on their shoulders and holding thermos cups in their hands, walking quickly for fear of delaying a minute of study time.

There are also girls who have just finished dating.

With happy blushes on their faces, they trotted upstairs, worried that they would be laughed at by their roommates if they came back too late.

There is a lot of freedom in the university, and everyone is doing things that they think are fulfilling.

Not long after, Song Shiwei's figure appeared.

She was wearing a black woolen windbreaker, with the hem just reaching her knees, and her tall figure stood tall.

Even if you can't see his expression, you can still feel a cold and charming sense of alienation exuding in the night.

Song Shiwei didn't see Chen Zhu at first and glanced around expressionlessly.

Those girls who came back from studying or dating originally looked up the stairs, but after accidentally looking at Song Shiwei, they subconsciously shifted their gazes.

"Tsk tsk..."

Chen Zhu, who was standing in the shadow of a tree in the distance, saw this scene most clearly and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Not sure if it was because he had just returned from the Forbidden City, Chen Zhu felt that Song Shiwei's glance just now was a bit like the queen in charge of the harem, with a quiet confidence in her words.

Chen Zhu appeared, smiling and waving to Sister Sweet.

Song Shiwei noticed it, and she also lowered her head and walked over.

When he got closer, Chen Zhu looked through the collar and discovered that he was wearing a set of sky blue cotton pajamas under the woolen windbreaker.

It seemed that if Chen Zhu hadn't been teasing her, she would have really planned to go to bed.

Chen Zhu pointed to the laptop in Song Shiwei's hand and asked, "What are you doing with this?"

"It's those companies that have investment intentions."

Song Shiwei said softly: "You can help me screen them later."

Chen Zhu made a joke: "Are you meeting me simply because you want to see me, or because you want me to help you check things out."

Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhu, seeming to think that this question was a bit retarded, so she ignored it and asked, "Would you like to take a walk?"

"It's right."

Chen Zhu thought to himself that whenever Sister Sweet feels too bored or doesn't want to respond, she can automatically filter it out.

"Take a walk!"

Chen Zhu said: "Let's go to East Lake."

Song Shiwei was noncommittal. East Lake was a bit far away from Xiyuan, but the scenery was very pleasant.

The moonlight flows down like flowing water, like a silvery white ocean spreading flat on the quiet university campus.

Walking on the road is like wiping off your trousers and wading in the sea, one step at a time, and it seems that you can still faintly hear the tidal sound produced by the moonlight.

Chen Zhu took a deep breath and felt relaxed all over, so he randomly found a topic to chat with Song Shiwei.

"Why did you put your hair up?"

Chen Zhu asked.

Today, Song Shiwei did not let down her long hair, but instead tied it into a bun, which was rare, and pinned it up easily with a white fringed hairpin.

"I blew it too hastily, and some areas are not dry yet. I put it down to wet my clothes."

Song Shiwei said.

"I've never seen you with your hair tied up before."

Chen Zhu praised: "It's quite beautiful."

Song Shi lowered his head slightly.

You have never asked me to take a walk on campus at this point before.

But the mood is really good, not only is the climate so comfortable, but even the shadows of the two of them are so interesting.

His own is a little shorter than Chen Chu's. The two shadows sometimes intersect, sometimes separate, sometimes they are stretched very long, and sometimes they shrink under their feet.

Like two seaweeds dancing in the waves.

Soon we came to a three-way intersection, one was a flat Kangle Road, and the other was a sparsely populated forest path, both of which lead to the East Lake.

Chen Zhu didn't ask any questions and walked straight onto the forest path.

Song Shiwei followed naturally, even though there was some fog on the trail, making him feel confused like a dream wrapped in a gauze.

If it weren't for the occasional classmates rushing past, it would be an almost isolated world.

But this is what Chen Zhu wants. The moonlight here is thin and shines in through the tree branches. Through the bushes at high places, jagged and mottled black shadows fall.

Ambiguity is most likely to arise in the gathering of light and shadow.

Chen Zhu is distracted, but he is very good at pretending. It may be because of his professional habits. He is thinking about XXOO, but on the surface he can talk about business in a high-sounding manner.

Chen Zhu asked Song Shiwei: "Have any companies contacted you?"

Song Shiwei replied: "My father helped spread the news. His connections are relatively complex, so he is involved in various companies, but I am still more optimistic about Internet-type companies."

Chen Zhu nodded and said: "The Internet is the current hot topic and trend."

In fact, he glanced sideways out of the corner of his eye, and then grabbed Song Shiwei's hand without any mistake.

"I feel the same way..."

Song Shiwei was talking when he suddenly felt his hand being held.

This is the first physical contact after a week since holding hands on Christmas Eve.

However, Song Shiwei was still not used to it. Chen Zhu could clearly feel that she suddenly stiffened and her voice stopped abruptly.

Just like the green vegetables on the chopping board, they were neatly cut off.

The key point is that Chen Zhu still acted like he was fine, holding his little hand shamelessly and urging him at the same time: "Speak, please keep talking..."

This feeling was like when Doi was in the middle of doing it, Song Shi's WeChat phone rang. She wasn't going to answer it, but Chen Zhu asked: "Answer it, you answer it, it's more exciting to do it while doing it."

Of course, this is just an exaggerated metaphor after all.

Song Shiwei is no ordinary girl either.

She took a deep breath unnoticeably, suppressed her pounding heartbeat under her towering breasts, let Chen Zhu hold her, and tried to keep her tone as calm as possible:

"I finally selected six newly established Internet companies, and they were distributed all over the world..."

"Is your mental quality so good?"

Chen Zhu was a little surprised and decided to add more "heat".

He wasn't sleepy at this time and didn't want to sleep anymore. Facing the incident of teasing the school beauty Song, his fatigue had long been swept away.

Chen's face still had a solemn expression of sitting upright, but in fact, he was slowly scratching Song Shiwei's palm.

Song Shiwei stopped talking again.

The palm of my hand was moved very skillfully and regularly, and the itching feeling seemed to be transmitted to every pore on my body.

Song Shiwei, who was trying to calm himself down, felt his calves tremble a little.

"Chen Zhu."

Song Shiwei suddenly called him.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Chen Zhu turned his head with concern, with an innocent and innocent look on his face, which was worthy of his training in the big dyeing vat.

"Arrived at East Lake."

Song Shiwei said.

"Is it coming so soon?"
To be continued...