Yoyo Lu Ming: "When you say that, how is your paper written?"

Lin Shenjian Whale: "…"

Motti.

I feel unhappy when I mention this.

Yoyo Lu Ming: "Just talk about the progress, just talk about it."

Lin Shenjian said to the whale: "It's not so good, I've been beaten back three times."

Yoyo Lu Ming: "Hahahahahahaha."

Ruthless ridicule.

Should!

Who made Lin Jingyu laugh at her at that time? Now the feng shui changes, and time goes by, and this inhuman torture is also the turn of Lin Jingyu.

Lin Shenjian Whale: "…"

Auntie, stop laughing.

The two chatted for a while, and she sat on the bench inside the subway, making it easy to type.

Just stare at the station above the subway door from time to time to avoid missing out.

With the last stop left, Lu Youyou sent a message to Lin Jingyu.

Yoyo Lu Ming: "It's coming soon."

Lin Shenjian said to the whale: "Here you come."

She sat for twenty minutes and quickly left the station.

When we left the station, Lin Jingyu had not arrived yet. The cold wind was white outside, and there were only sporadic pedestrians on the street.

Lu Youyou grabbed a handful of snow on the ground and was about to secretly stuff Lin Jingyu into the back of his neck when he arrived. As a result, before Lin Jingyu could wait, the snow melted in his palm.

The primary school student thought about it and then grabbed it again.

So after a while, her hands were frozen red.

The palms were red, but because of the snow, Lu Youyou felt a little hot in her palm at this moment.

"Senior sister!"

Someone shouted opposite him.

Lu Youyou looked up and saw Lin Jingyu opposite him.

So she immediately spread the snow in her hand and rushed towards Lin Jingyu.

"Pu Da--"

Lin Jingyu was hit by the little thing in his arms, and almost couldn't even hold the umbrella.

"Slow down." Lin Jingyu said, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead naturally.

"Hey." Lu Youyou laughed.

Lin Jingyu held Lu Youyou's hand and subconsciously held it and took a look: "Why are your hand so red?"

A look of discomfort flashed across Lu Youyou's face, and she felt a little guilty: "I'm having fun with the snow."

Childish elementary school student.

Lin Jingyu: "..."

——

After the final exam, Lin Jingyu took Lu Youyou home.

Before the New Year, Lin Jingyu and Lu Youyou had fun in Yicheng for a few days. They bought some New Year’s goods and then waited for the New Year.

This year, Fang Xianxiang and Zhou Momei and others celebrate the New Year in Yicheng.

Zhou Momei probably felt that their houses in Yucheng had been settled and getting married was a foregone conclusion, so she was not as polite as Lu Youyou.

She was like using Lin Jingyu to call for the fragrance of banquets and deer Youyou.

Overnight, Zhou Momei had two additional tool people.

"Yoyo, go and cut the onion."

"Oh, OK."

"Xiangxiang, you took the garlic."

“…”

Yan Yinxiang had a lot of opinions about this title, but she didn't say anything. She turned her head, pursed her lips and looked at Zhou Momei with a faint look.

Zhou Momei thought that Yan Yinxiang could not find the garlic, so she bent down, pulled out one from the bag on the ground, stuffed it into Yan Yinxiang's hand, then patted her shoulder, signaling her to pat it quickly.

She actually wanted to use Lin Jingyu, but just Lin Jingyu's tattered cooking skills...

Forget it, she still wants to have something delicious during the Chinese New Year.

Outside the kitchen, Lin Jingyu and Lin Yuebo sat there in the living room watching TV comfortably and comfortably.

There is a very old version of martial arts on CCTV.

Only the martial arts of the past can catch Lin Yuebo's eyes.

Lin Jingyu was not watching TV, he was concentrating on peeling the melon seeds. The melon seed shells were peeled off, leaving the melon seed kernels, and they were all put in a paper cup, ready to be eaten by Lu Youyou for a while.

Bo Lin Yue glanced at him: "Did you peel it for me?"

Lin Jingyu subconsciously said, "Do you don't have hands?"

Lin Yuebo: “…”

Lin Jingyu: "..."

Lin Jingyu seemed to realize what he said. He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Yue Bo.

Lin Yuebo seemed to smile at him.

Lin Jingyu: "..."

Damn, he's cowardly.

However, Lin Jingyu thought again that the 200,000 he owed Lin Yue Bo had already been replaced, and he should be able to stand up straight in front of him.

Lin Jingyu thought so and did the same.

He raised his chin and looked at Lin Yuebo's eyes and said, "What's the matter? If you have the ability, come and hit me."

"Swish--"

Lin Yuebo stood up, and there was a sound of fabric rubbing.

Lin Jingyu's face changed suddenly. He sprinkled a little bit of melon seeds, and squatted down with his head in a conditioned reflex.

When he squatted down, he honestly lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look, "That's wrong."

Lin Yue Bo looked as if he was smiling. He stood up and sat down, looked at Lin Jingyu and said with a funny look: "So you have only such skills?"

“…”

Lin Jingyu had a stern face. After realizing that Lin Yuebo was teasing him, he sat back on the sofa and continued to peel the melon seeds in anger.

After a while, Lin Yue Bo suddenly asked: "Are you going to be a senior?"

"ah?"

Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment and looked back at Lin Yuebo incredibly. In an instant, a question mark emerged from his head.

What's going on?

"I'm already a senior! I'll graduate after the defense in May!" Lin Jingyu widened his eyes, completely unwilling to believe that his father didn't care about him at all.

Father's love is like a landslide.

Lin Yuebo didn't even raise his eyelids and continued to watch TV: "I didn't read the book, how could I know?"

Lin Jingyu: "..."

"By the way, there is another thing. When will you and Youyou get married? It's time to get married after graduation."

...

The kitchen became busy gradually. It was supposed to be cold winter, but a thin layer of sweat broke out on Lu Youyou's forehead.

Zhou Momei was not busy either. She steamed a basket of crabs. When she turned around and saw Lu Youyou, she didn't think much, and subconsciously said, "Youyou, put the sleeve up, it's more convenient."

"……oh."

I was so busy that I forgot to roll up her sleeves.

But it's too late to regret.

Under her turtleneck sweater, she rolled her sleeves upwards, revealing a pair of white...
To be continued...