The glory of the king: the head belongs to you, you belong to me

Chapter 17

"No!" Yang Xiaozhai answered first, proving that he was single.

If it weren't for the presence of her parents, she would definitely take the opportunity to tease him and ask him if he has a girlfriend. If not, would she mind her being his girlfriend?

Just thinking about it makes me happy, but the reality is very skinny.

"It can be seen." Ning Yuan said in a faint tone, but the voice was quite low, only Xiao Zhai could hear it.

? ?
I can see...

Does she just look like no one wants her?

She has an average figure, good looks, and doesn't know how to dress up. She really looks like no one wants her.

"Xiao Zhai, pack up after eating and come back. Your father and I went home to boil water and soak our feet."

Yang Xiaozhai nodded, and replied a little discouraged. Seeing that the food on the table was almost eaten, she began to tidy up.

When I was busy tidying up, I saw him and reached out to help. His knuckles were slender and beautiful.

How would it feel to hold hands with him?

While thinking about it, the two of them reached for a paper towel at the same time, trying to wipe off the oil on the table, when their hands touched together, it was like an electric shock.

She quickly dodged, but her cheeks were unbearably red.

Ning Yuan was looking at her from the corner of his eye, seeing how she took a deep breath to adjust her emotions, she was so cute.

"Okay, I can clean it up myself, you should go back to sleep early." Ning Yuan said.

"Okay then, thank you for taking me tonight." She grabbed her clothes with both hands, feeling a little embarrassed.

She didn't wear the pair of high heels that rubbed her feet, and went home directly with the shoes.

"Xiao Zhai, come wash your feet!" Mother Yang shouted from the sofa.

Yang Xiaozhai looked down at the band-aid on his feet, and smiled, "I won't wash it tonight!"

It was pasted by the Great God himself for her, and his temperature still remained on it, so of course it had to stay for a while.

Lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He clicked on Weibo and looked at it. Unexpectedly, more than 100 fans of Ning Yuan followed him.

I also received a private message. I thought it was an advertisement, but when I clicked it, it was sent by a fan of Ning Yuan.

【Are you really the real-life girlfriend of the Great God?Why didn't you watch the live broadcast tonight? Do you know that the god is in a bad state tonight, and many people are teasing him, saying that he was abandoned by female voters. If you quarrel, please don't fight for too long, okay?If you are not his girlfriend in real life, just treat the above as if I didn’t say anything, just smile. 】

When Xiao Zhai saw this private message, he was a little happy, but also a little distressed.

"Is he in a bad condition?"

When he knocked on the door this evening, his face was really dark. Did something happen?
She clicked on Ning Yuan's WeChat, wanting to find an excuse to chat with him and ask what happened, but thinking about the two who are not very familiar with each other, would it be too abrupt to suddenly care like friends? ?

After much deliberation, I decided to post an emoji, first born and second familiar!There must always be one party taking the initiative.

After tossing and turning, there is no suitable expression. She has a lot of expression packs, but many of them are super rotten.

"Which one is better?"

Just when she was hesitating, her hand slipped suddenly, and she directly clicked on a rotten picture, with a line of words on it.

Have a chance to sleep together!
"Oh my god, what should I do!" Her fingers trembled anxiously, and she pressed the picture to withdraw it, but at this moment, Ning Yuan's WeChat showed that it was typing...

Ruined!
He saw it!

　Sui Sui Nian: I have a chance... Vote for me, the essay contest is in progress ^▽^
　　
　
(End of this chapter)