Chapter 134: Is this the feeling of being at someone's mercy

Guo Ziyang talked about drinking at the department gathering and almost being late the next day.

"You still have the nerve to say that. If I hadn't called you to remind you that there was still class, you would definitely have been late."

Ding Jiahui snorted coldly.

Guo Ziyang smiled foolishly and didn't speak.

In order to execute the "matchmaking" plan, Ding Jiahui took great pains, letting Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao sit on the sofa, while she and Guo Ziyang moved chairs to sit opposite the round table.

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but sigh, drinking alcohol, eating skewers, and speaking freely; it seemed he hadn't been like this for many years. After getting into graduate school, he was busy flying, not to mention during his doctoral period.

Ms. Wang asked in the group what Xu Qingzhou was doing. Xu Qingzhou said he was outside celebrating New Year's Eve, then sent the group photo of them at the hot pot restaurant, thought for a while, and took a photo of the barbecue for her.

Elton's tone was certain: "I swear in the name of God, it is the Cramér conjecture! I think you should contact experts in prime numbers to verify it immediately."

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"Mom, what is Dad happy about?"

"Hmm, just friends."

"Elton, I must be crazy to work overtime during the holiday like you... You wait first, I have to come over in person..."

"Elton, today is not April Fool's Day!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Guo Ziyang came to his senses, almost forgetting the important matter. Jiahui said she wanted to set up Zhouzi and Song Yao, so he waved his hand and followed Ding Jiahui toward the balcony.

Xu Qingzhou was stared at until he felt a bit hairy and wanted to get up to call Ding Jiahui; he guessed Song Yao was drunk.

Thus, the two appeared on the balcony again.

Song Yao nodded, interested in the whiskey Xu Qingzhou and the others were drinking, "Can I drink yours?"

Is this the feeling of being at someone's mercy! No experience at all; really don't understand how a little girl has such great strength!

Xia Nation, Kyoto.

Song Yao didn't speak, just looked at him like this, her eyes bright, lowering her head bit by bit.

Song Yao finished drinking, pursed her lips, and handed the cup over again. It was sweet, the taste was very good.

"No, this is a rare opportunity!" Ding Jiahui shook her head. If they went out now, the atmosphere would be gone.

While sighing, Xu Qingzhou noticed his wine glass. If he remembered correctly, there was still more than half a glass of wine in the glass just now, it seemed... it was drunk by Song Yao?

This expression was a bit silly, but really quite cute.

"This stuff has a bit of a kick." Xu Qingzhou poured her a small half cup.

Guo Ziyang was happy in his heart; Ding Jiahui basically replied to his messages immediately.

Also at this time, the phone in Xu Qingzhou's pocket rang.

Xu Qingzhou nodded and added another sentence: "And a meal buddy."

"Happy New Year."

Guo Ziyang also learned from Ding Jiahui, but at this time, he had no heart to listen to the wall. He was very close to Ding Jiahui, and the unique fragrance of the girl emanating from Ding Jiahui made people feel confused.

"Yes, asking what we are doing." Xu Qingzhou put away his phone, glanced at Song Yao, and asked: "Is your head still clear?"

"As long as it's not related to work." The opposite side was helpless.

His wife touched the little girl's head with a smile on her face, "He witnessed the birth of a great truth—this is definitely something worth being happy about."

"No."

The two fell on the sofa, Song Yao was already lying on Xu Qingzhou, her hands tightly clasping Xu Qingzhou's wrists.

"Fine."

Elton's tone was excited: "Mr. Hajiyev, you definitely can't imagine what I discovered!"

"????"

However, just as he was about to get up, a figure pounced over.

Guo Ziyang drank some alcohol, and his courage grew a lot, "You said last time that a senior wanted to pursue you?" Just as Xu Qingzhou was reveling, Elton Prieto rushed out of the study like a madman, holding a pile of manuscript paper, his expression exaggerated: "Done! That young man from the Xia Nation really did it!"

Bedroom, Ding Jiahui and Guo Ziyang were standing behind the door, their ears tightly pressed against the door.

Living room, Song Yao just looked straight at Xu Qingzhou.

"Ding~"

Whoosh! Bang! The entire night sky was dyed colorful by gorgeous fireworks.

"Hmm, but I'm not interested in him. He sends messages all day, and I didn't reply later." As she spoke, Ding Jiahui grabbed a string of fragrant tofu and shared half with Guo Ziyang.

Song Yao lowered her head and was silent for a while, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice: "Are we just friends?"

2015... has arrived.

This was just the beginning. The next moment, more than a dozen firelights shot into the sky.

Near 12 o'clock, the four got up, planning to go to the balcony to watch the fireworks and wait for the arrival of the new year.

"The Cramér conjecture! Someone proved the Cramér conjecture!"

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao looked at each other, a bit helpless. Ding Jiahui's little thoughts were too obvious; telling them not to spread rumors, but she herself was forcibly shipping the CP.

Ding Jiahui was speechless, saying: "Can't hear anything... Why is the soundproofing of this door so good."

"Is it Auntie?"

"The phone is here!"

Struggling to no avail, he could only say in a negotiating tone: "How about... you let go first, and I'll pour you a glass of water?"

!.

Whoosh! A group of colorful light slid across the black night sky, rising rapidly, and then, golden light scattered in the sky.

It was still snowing, even bigger than before. White snow petals fell, and in the distance, the lights were brilliant. The city was shadowy in the snow, outlining a winding silhouette.

00:00, the bell of the New Year rang.

"Guo Ziyang!"

Elton shared the news with his family, then dived back into the study, holding the landline phone and calling the editor-in-chief, Avanisha Hajiyev.

"How about we just go out." Guo Ziyang whispered. This kind of being alone was too uncomfortable; he really wanted to confess regardless of anything now.

He sat beside Song Yao and probed: "Are you drunk?"

Pfft~ The next moment.

Xu Qingzhou was shocked and tried to struggle, but couldn't break free.

Having only drunk a bottle of cocktail, Song Yao's fair face was flushed, and her eyes were bright, but she didn't seem to have any problems.

On the other side of the ocean.

He took a deep breath and asked: "Then... do you... hmm, have someone you like?"

Ding Jiahui pulled Guo Ziyang back and said to Xu Qingzhou and the other with a smile: "Guo Ziyang and I will go to the bedroom to see first. If the angle is good there, we'll come to notify you."

"Drink less." Xu Qingzhou mixed her a glass, worried she would get drunk, so he put in a little foreign liquor.

Xu Qingzhou withdrew his gaze from the distance, looking at the girl beside him exhaling white mist, "Happy New Year."

Song Yao turned to look at him, her eyes reflecting the clear figure. Song Yao returned to the living room first. When Xu Qingzhou turned back, Song Yao was sitting on the sofa, staring blankly at the New Year's Eve party in front.

"Then go to the balcony to see the scenery first?"

Only then did Song Yao reluctantly let go of his hand, but didn't let him move, just lying on him.

"Shh~ my mom." Xu Qingzhou made a gesture to be quiet.

Song Yao blinked, two blushes hanging on her white face. Hearing Xu Qingzhou say it was his mom, her little expression froze, and she hurriedly nodded obediently.

But she still didn't move, instead folding her two hands together, pressing her face on her hands, lying obediently.

Like a clingy, lazy cat~

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 135 =====