"Didn't I want to show you!" Su Qianqian said coquettishly, and her long legs in a pleated skirt hit Zhou Yuwen's legs directly.

Zhou Yuwen looked at his white, long and tender legs, and Zhou Yuwen asked, "What are you doing?"

Su Qianqian was actually a little shy, but in order to make Zhou Yuwen change her mind, it can be said that she really tried hard. Think about it, Zhou Yuwen has taken advantage of her since she was a child, and she has been alienated after high school.

So Su Qianqian said with a slightly red face: "Xiao Zhou, it's really itchy. You, please help me scratch it?"

This beautiful legs delivered to you are not touching, which is not Zhou Yuwen's style. After all, Zhou Yuwen was also an online writer in his previous life. In fact, he doesn't understand why some writers disappear when they write. Anyway, Zhou Yuwen won't do this. Not taking the initiative or not rejecting is the true meaning of a scumbag.

"Are you really itchy?" Zhou Yuwen naturally put his hand on Su Qianqian's thigh.

A little cold.

Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but blame him: "Don't wear skirts, it's cold tonight."

"Then please help me." As he said that, Su Qianqian leaned against Zhou Yuwen.

Su Qianqian discovered that Zhou Yuwen had really changed after college. In the past, Zhou Yuwen was ungrateful and sloppy, but since he saw Zhou Yuwen in college, Zhou Yuwen has always been clean and refreshing, and there is a nice smell on his body, which made Su Qianqian unable to help but be hit by Zhou Yuwen.

"Xiao Zhou, you smell good," Su Qianqian said.

"Yes." Zhou Yuwen helped Su Qianqian scratch his legs and said, "Where is itchy?"

Su Qianqian smiled and said shyly: "Every side itched."

"Really?" Zhou Yuwen said, and his hands began to test Su Qianqian's skirt.

"You hate it so much!" Su Qianqian felt that Zhou Yuwen's hand was a little dishonest, and immediately blushed and pushed Zhou Yuwen's hand away.

Zhou Yuwen smiled, but did not do any other moves, and he was just a tentative attitude.

A few days have passed since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon above my head is still as bright as before.

Su Qianqian put one leg on Zhou Yuwen's legs and chatted with Zhou Yuwen. She asked Zhou Yuwen if she could sing "I Want You" again.

Zhou Yuwen asked why.

"I, I want to record it again. You sang it before, and there were videos on the Internet, but there were too many noises. I think you would sing one for me specifically." Su Qianqian said.

Zhou Yuwen said, let’s have another day, there is no guitar now.

"It's okay, just sing a cappella." Su Qianqian acted coquettishly.

Zhou Yuwen thought for a while and said, "Then I'll sing a paragraph."

Zhou Yuwen sang a short passage softly.

The wind blows this night ~

Blowing too miserable ~

Where are you ~

My bride ~

Su Qianqian listened and became a little fascinated when she heard it, and couldn't help but lean into Zhou Yuwen's arms.

"Zhou Yuwen, was this song written specifically for me?" Su Qianqian asked.

"Ah?" Zhou Yuwen was stunned, and he didn't expect Su Qianqian to say that.

Su Qianqian blushed and said shyly: "You don't have to hide it from me. Jiang Ting told me. She said, your song was obviously prepared for a long time. Then, do you like other girls in the past? It must have been written for me, and there is also a guitar. You don't tell me if you learn guitar! Alas! You are so stupid! If you tell me when you confess your love, maybe I might agree!"

Zhou Yuwen was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and smiled and didn't say anything.

"Xiao Zhou, do you think this song was written for me?" Su Qianqian asked.

"Maybe." Zhou Yuwen said lightly, the main reason is that this song is really hard to explain. It can't be said to appear out of thin air, so just think it was written for Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian was even happier when she heard Zhou Yuwen’s admission.

"Xiao Zhou, when I get home on National Day, will I go to your house for dinner?" Su Qianqian asked.

Zhou Yuwen said: "Well, you can come if you want to come, it's not that you haven't been here."

"Hate, this time it's different!"

Zhou Yuwen looked at the time: "Your dormitory is going to close, go in first?"

“Time flies so fast…”

"Um."

Zhou Yuwen sent Su Qianqian to the door of the dormitory. Su Qianqian was reluctant to leave Zhou Yuwen and wanted to remind Zhou Yuwen to take the initiative, but she didn't know what to say.

This Su Qianqian has always been a proud little princess. It was too difficult to make her show her goodwill to Zhou Yuwen. So when Su Qianqian returned to the dormitory, her face blushed and gave Zhou Yuwen a hint: "Xiao Zhou! Do you still want me to be your girlfriend?"

"I can't get into graduate school," said Zhou Yuwen.

"No! Well, if you help me write a song, I will promise you!" Su Qianqian raised her head slightly and said playfully.

"Oh, then I'll work hard." Zhou Yuwen said with a smile.

"Well! No matter what you write, I will agree! And it's right away!" Su Qianqian said.

"Okay, you go in."

Su Qianqian reluctantly entered the dormitory building, but she felt a little deer bumping into her heart. Is this hint obvious enough?

So, Su Qianqian hummed a song and happily returned to the dormitory.

Qiao Linlin combs her hair over there: "Oh, the beauty is back on a date!"

Jiang Ting looked up at Su Qianqian, with a little pride: "I told Zhou Yuwen that as long as he writes another song for me, I will promise him!"

"Why don't you agree now?" Jiang Ting was a little curious about what Su Qianqian thought.

Su Qianqian curled her lips and returned to her bed to sit down. She said, "My mother told me that it would be too easy for men to get it and would not be cherished, so I still have to test him! Besides, he can write "I Want You", so it's not difficult to write another song, right?"

Jiang Ting really felt that Su Qianqian was sick and was very sick. But to be honest, Jiang Ting really envied Su Qianqian. If Jiang Ting thought, even if there was only one day, how good would Zhou Yuwen treat herself as if she was Su Qianqian?

Jiang Ting picked up her phone and looked at the chat history with Zhou Yuwen. To be honest, she rarely chatted online, so naturally she couldn't chat. She didn't know how to tie Zhou Yuwen up.

Qiao Linlin over there was chatting with Su Qianqian with envy and said, "Ah, I'm so envious. I really want Zhou Yuwen to write a song for me!"

"Zhou Yuwen doesn't like you, why do you write a song for you?" Su Qianqian said disdainfully with a little pride.

Qiao Linlin said: "What if Zhou Yuwen likes me?"
Chapter completed!