Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

He watched quietly, wondering if he had listened to her words.

His deep eyes fell on her face for a long time.

"……What’s wrong with you?"

Sensing his distraction, she raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Zhou Bingran's eyes moved slightly, his expression was normal, he grabbed her hand, "It's okay."

His hands are hard and rough, and the touch is really not very good.

She blinked, and before he could speak, he let go.

"Another day, do you want to come to our team?"

"Come to your team?"

"Well, it's thanks after all, it would be better to say it in person."

"..." She hesitated for a moment, "Can you...can go in?"

Zhou Bingran raised his lips, "Tell me before you come, I'll pick you up at the door."

Yun Si looked at him, "Then..."

"Do you want to add a contact information?"

With that said, the phone was handed over.

At first, she was still thinking about how to get to know him.

Now it's all right, it's no trouble at all.

Her eyeballs were slightly bright, and she stared at him.

He didn't make a sound, took the phone and entered the number on it.

As soon as he dialed, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated and buzzed.

"Can you really go in there?"

She asked again uncertainly, "It's fine if it's inconvenient, I don't bother you."

Zhou Bingran returned the phone to her, under the peaked cap, his tough brows and eyes were relieved, "It's ok."

Girlfriends or wives of other people come here often, and it's fine.

She can come, of course.

Not knowing what he was thinking, she nodded half-understanding, "Then... I will try to come when you are not busy."

"It's summer, the fire season, you must go out often."

Especially know how to consider others, but also know how to measure.

Zhou Bingran's eyes were dark and fell on her face.

quietly.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly, there was a gap in the conversation.

Empty and quiet, a little subtly quiet.

Just as Zhou Ruijie had noticed before, when he and she looked at each other, the atmosphere became inexplicably a little too innocent.

As if an electric current could flow from looking at each other, their faces were flushed and their hearts were beating, flustered with embarrassment.

Obviously, nothing was done, nothing was said.

"Cough..." Yun Si turned her head and looked out the window, "Um... have you eaten yet?"

Looking at her greasy side face, Zhou Bingran curled his lips, "What about you? Have you eaten?"

"I have not……"

As she spoke, her stomach groaned in a very timely manner.

Extra loud.

"..." She immediately pressed her stomach.

A casual smile flashed across Zhou Bingran's eyes, "Well, I got it."

Yun Si blushed, "I was planning to cook..."

"Do you want to eat ready-made ones?"

He asked abruptly, unhurriedly.

"……what?"

Zhou Bingran raised his chin slightly, signaling to the opposite side of the balcony, "Go to my sister's house."

Yun Si paused, "This...not good..."

"Let's go." He stood up, grabbing her wrist with his big rough hands.

Her wrist was thin, soft, like cotton, and might be broken at any time.

He grabbed her, not very hard, loosely.

"There are a lot of meals prepared. If you don't come, the leftovers will be wasted."

"……But--"

She was led towards the door by him, "Your family eats, isn't it a bit..." inappropriate?
"It's okay, it's appropriate."

She has slender arms and legs, so she can't hold back him at all.

"...but—wait—the key—wait I get a key—"