I Just Want to Be in a Relationship

"Well, this is all right." With a green light, Yu Qinghuan took the man over the road and put him on the side of the road, not angry.

Such a big person, I am also very embarrassed to say that I will not cross the road. Today he will do a good job to see what he can pull out!

The man looked at his own hand and looked at Yu Qinghuan’s hand. He stood there without saying anything.

Yu Qinghuan secretly slammed his three sticks and couldn't make a fart. He licked a wind-blown hair. When he saw the road, there was an old double-skinned milk, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

The winter in the north is cold and dry. It is best to have a bowl of hot red bean double skin milk at this time.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan left the man and went to the small shop. It was the working day, there was no one in the store, and a few sweet girls who were looking forward to the front desk were chatting at the front desk.

Yu Qinghuan appreciated for a few seconds, and some regrets shook his head, but unfortunately, beautiful is beautiful, that is, gender is wrong.

One of the little girls found the person coming from the store, and quickly put away the gesture of chatting. "What do you want?" When Yu Yuqing looked up, the face brushed red.

Yu Qinghuan not only has a good face, but also a good temperament. At this time, leaning against the front desk, she smiles and looks up at the menu. There is a romantic gesture at the end.

A few small girls suddenly became cautious, and their eyes fell on him if nothing seemed.

“A red bean double skin milk, a durian double skin milk.”

Yu Qinghuan only took a look and decided.

"Okay, you should go there and wait a little while." The little girl was ashamed and shy, and her job was done well. Skilled to find money, and arranged a seat for Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan nodded and lifted his foot toward the window.

At this time, the wind chime hanging on the door of the dessert shop was a loud noise. Before he came back to look at the people, the hem of the clothes suddenly became tight, and a bad premonition suddenly hit his heart.

No way……

Yu Qinghuan turned back in an incredible way, and she saw the face of the man’s Qingjun.

"What are you doing?" Seeing several clerk curiously looking over here, Yu Qinghuan quickly led him to the window and asked coldly, "I think I let you lose face, want to find it back?"

If you are lucky, it is an illusion, otherwise you will encounter a neurosis when you go out.

The man looked at him silently and said nothing.

Yu Qinghuan was a bit irritated by him, and there was a bit of impatience in his voice. "Speak? Are you dumb?"

This time, the man quickly responded, "I am not dumb."

Very serious look.

Yu Qinghuan was mad at him and couldn’t wait to punch.

"What do you do with me? Take a break? Want to be friends with me?"

From small to large, the pursuers around Yu Qinghuan have not been broken. There are men and women, and the number is not clear. It’s just that when he went to school, he had to pay tuition and three meals a day, and he entered the entertainment circle to look at his own image. He never bothered about these people.

However, I have never seen pork before, and Yu Qinghuan, a man who relies on his posture, knows that he wants to talk to himself.

His gaze turned around on the man's face, like two small furry claws, scratching the heart, and the little girls in the distance still had a heartbeat, but the man opposite him did not react.

On the contrary, some doubts trembled under the eyelashes. "What do you mean?"

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Did this person come from Mars? !

"So what exactly do you follow me?" Yu Qinghuan opened the chair and sat down, dug a spoon of hot double skin milk into his mouth, and the fragrant milk smell dispelled the temper in his heart. Yu Qinghuan enjoyed a breath, and asked again with patience.

"I..." The man's hands were clasped with trousers and looked like a domestic wolf dog. He looked down with some uneasiness and didn't dare to look at Yu Qinghuan's eyes. The voice was very low. "I lost my way."

Yu Qinghuan’s spoon: “So?”

"Trouble you to send me home."

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Hey, the way young people talk about it is already so powerful. Don’t use WeChat instead of calling. Instead, you want people to go home with him. When you are a fool?

He raised his eyebrows at the man and extended his clean, slender hand: "Mobile."

The man touched his pocket for a long time before he pulled out a brand new mobile phone. He was unprepared and placed in the hands of Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan looked down and was still the latest in Apple.

"password."

The man frowned for a moment and shook his head honestly. "I don't remember."

When Yu Qinghuan couldn’t help but want to get angry, suddenly it was like thinking of something. He looked down in the bag carrying his body. After a while, he took out a delicate notebook from the inside and handed it honestly. Yu Qinghuan.

what is this? Yu Qinghuan suppressed the fire in his heart and held the notebook with the mentality of "seeing what flowers he could play."

The above handwriting is sharp and beautiful, the size is the same, the upper and lower pairs are very neat, and it can be seen that the person writing is absolutely obsessive-compulsive.

However, it is not this that surprised Yu Qinghuan, but the above.

Mobile phone passwords, email passwords, and even bank card passwords are clearly written.

He looked up at the man and once again sighed in his heart, is this person a stupid one? Can bank card passwords be given to strangers?

Yu Qinghuan unlocked the phone according to the password recorded above, and found that the man's mobile phone is very clean, the software that comes with the system is divided into a folder, and the only APP left is navigation.

So... is this person really a road idiot? Didn't mean to talk to him?

Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but slow down the look. First check the call history, see that it is clean, nothing, just click on the navigation and ask him: "Your home address."

The man quickly reported a bunch of addresses, as if he was afraid of being jealous again.

It is the most upscale villa area in the city, and it is not expensive to live in it. In the last life, Yu Qinghuan struggled to the end, finally got the qualification to buy a house there, but unfortunately, before he started, people will be born again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the man who looked at the man. The man was stabbed by his body, and some of the awkwardness took a step back, and his hands were still licked on both sides of the trousers.

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

He enters the address of the man's house in the navigation, enlarges the page, and tells him the route carefully. At the end, he points out his finger and points out the window: "There is a taxi outside, you let the master follow this route."

The man did not move.

Yu Qinghuan: "What?"

The man quickly glanced at him, and quickly hung down his eyes, a pair of grievances.

Yu Qinghuan: "What happened? Speak!"

The man lowered his head and a black hair on his head was blown to the side by the air-conditioned wind. "I won't take a taxi."

Yu Qinghuan: "..."

Yu Qinghuan: "I won't cross the road, I won't take a taxi, I don't remember my password. I ask more, what do you do? Your name knows?"

The man opened his mouth and seemed very unconvinced. "I remember my name, my name is Huo Qu."

Yu Qinghuan snorted and snorted. "Oh, it’s great to remember your name. Do you want your brother to reward you with your kisses?"

Huo Qu’s eyes widened, and then his face was reddish, and even the white ears were stained with a layer of glow.

"Okay, I will do a good job today." Yu Qinghuan scraped the last red bean double skin milk in the bowl and looked at Huo Qu. "When I finish eating, I will send you home."

After several trials, Yu Qinghuan has already seen it. Huo Qu is probably not equipped. He really does not recognize the road and will not take a taxi.

This kind of people can raise such a young master, this is probably the legendary wealthy disease.

He shook his head and was about to take another bowl of double skin milk. "咕噜" a loud bowel sound came from the direction of Huo Qu.

Yu Qinghuan was awkward, and Huo Qu was also paralyzed.

"No, have you not eaten for a few days?" Yu Qing laughed and succumbed, and a pair of peach eyes bent. "Give, this double skin milk, you ate."

Huo Qu’s face was redder, and his eyes were flustered and he did not dare to look at Yu Qinghuan, but he still answered his question honestly, “From morning to now.”

It was already more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and this person did not eat for a day.

Yu Qing sighed and waved the waiter to bring a clean spoon and stuff it into the hands of Huo Qu. "Come on, what else? I will ask you this time."

Huo Quan shook his head, stiffly holding a spoon to pick up double skin milk. But I don't know what's going on. Such a simple action is done when he does it, but he often twists it a few times before he can pick up something.

Yu Qinghuan felt novel and stared at him with great interest. He looked at the head of Huo Qu’s head and smoked it. This conscience found his eyes removed.

Although Huoqu home is a villa area, it is not remote. It is very famous in the mountains and rivers. It is very famous in this city. There is no need to navigate at all. When renting a master, you will know the location.

Yu Qinghuan and the master chatted happily, but Huo Qu did not speak. He sat quietly beside him, his back straight and his hands on his knees, like a pupil waiting for the teacher to check hygiene.

Yu Qing was sneaked at him and was teased and laughed.

Non-residents in the villa area can't get in, taxis can only stop at the door. Yu Qinghuan took a few notebooks of Huo Qu and flipped it a few times to find a page in which the phone number was recorded. He said to him: "I will send you here. If you can't find which one is your home, give it. You brothers and parents call and let them pick you up."

Seeing Huo Qu’s black eyes are listening carefully, Yu Qinghuan continued: “Okay, I am gone, go back to have a meal, rest well.”

After that, I paid the fare, opened the door and got off the car first. I waved the hand and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Huo Qu quietly sat in the car for a minute, until the driver's master rushed, which unleashed the seat belt and prepared to get off.

When he crossed the place where Yu Qinghuan was sitting, he suddenly saw a sticker on it and reached out to reveal it. He saw two lines of black characters printed on it: No. 29 Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan, Qing Huan.

Huo Qu cautiously put the sticker into the bag, thought about it and took it out, and folded it in a cherished manner and put it in his pocket.

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