report!Delicate Master Xu is about to hug again

Chapter 4 Don't Have Another Time
The pure black umbrella covered the heads of the two, casting a large shadow.

The sudden approach filled Zhou Xiran's nose with the smell of mint.

She wanted to step back, but his waist was stopped by a quick step.

Can't go back.

She looked up, and he continued, "What do you want to tell me, huh?"

"Thank you?" My mind went blank, my eyes widened, and I said subconsciously.

He seemed dissatisfied with these few words, his expression was slightly restrained, and his voice was a bit serious: "Girl, don't have another time." He pretended not to know him.

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The sky had long since darkened, and street lights were lit on the side of the road.

The whole city was washed by the rain, and the neon lights reflected a broken light and there were vehicles on the road.

An old song was playing in the car.

Zhou Xiran couldn't calm down for a long time. Holding the phone, he focused his eyes and attention on the screen.

I just watched a few short videos, and suddenly thought of something, looked out the window, and hurriedly said: "I'm going to xx hotel." When looking for a house, you can't rush it, so wait until the rest day to look for it.

The speed did not slow down.

His eyes were still fixed on the front, and his shapely and slender fingers pinched the steering wheel.

He didn't answer her words.

Zhou Xiran thought he knew it, so he didn't repeat it, and continued to look back at his phone.

Until his voice came: "Get out of the car."

Opening the door of the passenger cab, Zhou Xiran saw a familiar environment.

Because it was not a hotel, but a villa where he lived.

She had been to this place once before, but never again.

Zhou Xiran looked at Xu Nianhui suspiciously, hoping he could give her an answer.

Xu Nianhui took out her suitcase from the trunk, walked straight to the door, entered her fingerprints, and unlocked it.

"come over."

"Aren't you going to tell me something?"

Zhou Xiran walked over and was grabbed by his right hand.

The slender fingers covered her index finger, and then pressed against the fingerprint of the door lock.

With the warm fingertip temperature, Zhou Xiran's heart beat inexplicably faster.

She thought she was enough to forget him.

But his approach made her unable to think and act normally again and again.

The door opened, and while pulling the suitcase in, he said, "I'll take you to a part-time job tomorrow."

What Zhou Xiran wanted him to say was not this, but why he brought her to his house.

Don't you think it's inappropriate for a lonely man and a widow to live together?

"Actually, I still have some money to stay in a hotel, why don't you—" I have already used you, you should know what I mean, right?
"I'm short of money recently, so you can pay the rent according to the hotel."

Zhou Xiran: "???" Are you short of money?The scholarship is enough to buy a few villas here, but still short of money?
The corners of Zhou Xiran's eyes were slightly raised, full of sarcasm.

Is your old man too introverted?

"Honestly, Xu Nianhui, do you have some kind of unreasonable thoughts about me?" It's not her fault that she thinks too much.

After all, he brought her to his house.

"Knock." A snap of fingers was knocked on the top of the head instantly.

Zhou Xiran was in pain.

Xu Nianhui had a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and a small dimple appeared faintly on his lips: "Are you awake from the dream?"

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Zhou Xiran was arranged in a room on the second floor.

The room is connected to the cloakroom and toilet, which is very spacious and comfortable.

Zhou Xiran took out the things in the suitcase and arranged them.

After Xu Nianhui put down her things, she went downstairs.

Zhou Xiran didn't care about him either.

Go to the bathroom to wash up, and then prepare to apply a mask happily.

The phone rang at this moment.

Zhou Xiran picked it up, it was Zhou Xiyao's call.

Zhou Xiran casually nestled on the sofa: "Let it go."

(End of this chapter)