Chapter 299

November 18th, 1:00 PM, Magic City.

Four people walked out of the hotel.

"Li Jiaoshou, we will organize the content on the disintermediation of internet finance as soon as possible and give it to you by Friday the 20th."

The person speaking was the seminar organizer, Wang Yingbo.

"Thank you, Professor Wang, please don't see us out." Li Daiyue nodded, smiling faintly.

The car had already arrived.

The young man behind Wang Yingbo originally wanted to help Song Yao and Li Jiaoshou move their suitcases, but before he could speak, Song Yao picked up the suitcase, clicked it into the car, and then took Li Jiaoshou's suitcase, moving it in very skillfully.

At the entrance of Yandongyuan, Xu Qingzhou saw Song Yao, who had been away for 3 days.

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Xu Qingzhou took out the suitcase and thanked Li Daiyue in the car: "Li Jiaoshou, thank you for sending Song Yao back."

The young man sighed; he wasn't given a chance to show off at all—beautiful, generous, independent, smart—who wouldn't love her?

Song Yao added silently in her heart.

In the airport lounge, Li Daiyue was looking down at data, and next door, Song Yao was on the phone with Xu Qingzhou.

What kind of nonsense is "like"? You pinch me and ask if I like it? "I like a ghost! No, where is the logic?"

After changing shoes, Song Yao hugged Er Miao, who was welcoming her, and collapsed on the sofa; although the hotel environment was nice, it ultimately wasn't as relaxing as her own little home.

"I'm really not."

Li Daiyue said: "As long as you have your own sense of judgment in your heart."

Xu Qingzhou put the suitcase away, "Shouldn't there be a reward?"

Rounding up, in Song Yao's eyes, doesn't he just like being beaten?

Beautiful as always.

Xu Qingzhou helped Song Yao zip up her down jacket; Song Yao waited for Xu Qingzhou to zip it up and then collapsed into Xu Qingzhou's arms.

Li Daiyue shook her head, urged Song Yao to rest well, gave her a day off tomorrow, and let the driver start the car.

She also often beats Xu Qingzhou.

Li Daiyue felt quite emotional in her heart; Song Yao's temper is really a bit like hers when she was young, doing all the heavy and tiring work herself. Yes, who says women must rely on men?

"Yes, you're not."

Xu Qingzhou said in a deep voice.

Song Yao nodded, with an expression of "I believe you very much," paused, and even tried to comfort Xu Qingzhou: "Actually, this is very normal... well, you don't have to..."

At the entrance of the residential area.

She's just a bit cold and has a boyfriend.

Li Daiyue withdrew her gaze from the car window; Xu Qingzhou helped Song Yao zip up her jacket as soon as she got out of the car—well, the details were all fine, and it could be seen that this young man was genuinely caring for her student.

"I know."

Under Li Daiyue's death stare, the two boys silently looked away and gave up.

"He is very amazing." Song Yao had pride in her brows; Li Jiaoshou rarely praises people.

Song Yao's soft fingers had already burrowed under his sweater.

Xu Qingzhou was hooked by this look, reached out to wrap his arms around the girl's waist, thinking to himself that this is the correct way to return from a business trip.

Song Yao and Li Daiyue boarded the plane.

"..."

Xu Qingzhou fell into silence again, his heart a mess, but he discovered that Song Yao's words were correct—he usually wanted to see the school beauty Song break her composure, and after breaking it, she would definitely beat him.

One person just deals with a few bites and that's it.

Pfft, what is in this guy's head all day long?

Xu Qingzhou was in a mess.

Looking at the environment at home, she nodded: "Not bad, it didn't get messy."

Xu Qingzhou's forehead was pressed by one of Song Yao's hands, "Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

A sore pain came from his waist.

Song Yao stared at him, pondered for a moment, and said: "So, you were deliberately angering me?"

Song Yao nodded, having already taken out the seminar notebook.

Xu Qingzhou enjoyed it for a while.

Li Daiyue noticed the two boys next door acting restlessly, looking like they wanted to come up and ask for her student's contact information.

Song Yao understood what Li Jiaoshou was considering and said: "Professor, I won't be like those little girls who neglect their studies because of love, and Xu Qingzhou treats me very well and won't bully me." "It's cold here, let's go back first."

"Okay."

At the same time, Xu Qingzhou had already arrived at the vegetable market, preparing to cook a big meal to welcome his girlfriend back from her business trip.

She was still worried that her newly accepted disciple would suffer losses in front of Xu Qingzhou.

Xu Qingzhou said with a smile. Song Yao gave a light "mm," took Xu Qingzhou's arm, and they returned to the residential area together.

After greeting Wang Yingbo, she took Song Yao into the car.

Saying this, he opened his arms to hug Song Yao.

"Comfortable."

"Finished beating?"

Song Yao's fingertips slowly slid down from Xu Qingzhou's chest.

"Hiss~ Song Yao, is this your reward?!" Xu Qingzhou gasped, rubbing his waist that had been pinched for half a turn by Song Yao.

Song Yao walked over slowly, half of her body leaning on Xu Qingzhou, her soft hands resting on his chest, her eyes crystal clear.

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Today was sunny from morning to night; as the snow melted, it became even colder. Walking out of the building, the wind whipped against his face, stinging; the leaves on both sides of the asphalt road had almost all fallen, leaving only bare branches, with a few scattered leaves stubbornly holding on.

Xu Qingzhou slapped Song Yao's hand away, feeling it was necessary to let this girl know what a real pervert is. He was just about to catch Song Yao, but she had already dodged nimbly, retreated a few meters, and clenched her fists, "Xu Qingzhou!"

6:30 PM.

Li Daiyue shook her head in her heart; it was still different. Back then, she didn't give anyone a good look, but looking at Song Yao now, her tone was gentle—where was there any trace of the coldness from just a moment ago?

"I am not a pervert." Xu Qingzhou said sternly.

Li Daiyue nodded and continued: "This young man Xu Qingzhou is very outstanding."

A few minutes later.

Song Yao looked at him strangely: "You don't like being beaten?"

And then.

Forget it, let her figure it out herself.

Li Daiyue said in a deep voice: "There is nothing wrong with young people falling in love. However, I hope you don't waste too much energy on it; at this stage, you should still prioritize your studies."

"No!"

These three words are the most terrifying, indicating that this girl will really take action.

The little girl is completely obsessed.

"..."

However, in terms of facts, Song Yao is different, and Xu Qingzhou is also different.

Her eyes darkened, her gaze piercing through like a sharp sword.

"Yes, I'm getting off the plane at 4:30... no, I'm coming back with the professor... yes, yes..."

The boarding announcement sounded.

Song Yao blinked innocently: "You don't like it?"

Through the sweater, it felt tingling and numb.

"I am a pervert." Xu Qingzhou repeated; what normal person eats first?

"..."

Still qualified.

Wait, this girl wouldn't think he has an M-tendency, would she?

On this end, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao pushed their suitcases home.

Xu Qingzhou discovered he had fallen into another trap, so he simply gave up: "Fine, I am a pervert; now I don't want to eat, I want to do things a pervert should do."

Li Daiyue wanted to say something but stopped; didn't all those girls deceived by scumbags say the same thing before seeing the other person's true face? Of course, she didn't mean Xu Qingzhou was a scumbag, but felt that bystanders see things more clearly.

One can only say that the sense of ritual for two people is completely different from that of one person.

Xu Qingzhou was helpless, thinking that one cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he returned to the kitchen to stir-fry.

Seeing her boyfriend behaving, Song Yao hummed softly and dragged her suitcase back to the bedroom.

Before going out to pick up Song Yao, the ingredients were all prepared, so now he only needed to stir-fry, which was very fast.

7:00 PM, the earth was already shrouded in night, the cold wind blew against the windows, and in the warm little house, fragrant food had already been served on the table.

(End of this chapter)