Chapter 325

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao held hands, walking side by side under the plane trees. The lights on both sides emitted an orange-yellow glow. The Spring Festival atmosphere was still thick; red lanterns hung on the streets, the flow of people was like weaving, and everyone was smiling, making it very lively.

Xu Qingzhou squeezed Song Yao's hand and asked curiously, "What did you two talk about in the kitchen while cooking this afternoon?"

"Auntie said if you dare to bully me, she'll let me beat you up hard." Song Yao hid half her face behind the red scarf, revealing only a pair of bright, piercing eyes.

"I bully you?"

"Mm."

Xu Qingzhou shook his head, sighing endlessly in his heart. Great, Mrs. Wang and the others have truly defected to the enemy.

He let out a long breath. "You don't have a clear understanding of your own combat power."

Xu Qingzhou was walking when he was suddenly tugged, and only then did he notice Song Yao had stopped.

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"Because you are too gentle and let me have my way in everything."

This girl is secretly wicked; she's so gentle in front of Old Xu and Mrs. Wang, and she even pretended to be innocent in the bedroom earlier. Pfft, you clearly said that the bedsheets didn't suit our age back then too.

"If you're bored, why don't you do like us and go visit the other person's house with Ding Jiahui?" Xu Qingzhou suggested.

Be fiercer? No, can a serious person make this request?

Song Yao came back to her senses and shook her head, saying, "Nothing."

Song Yao's eyes were dangerous.

Xu Qingzhou's interaction with his own girl was too "ordinary."

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"You clearly did."

Along the way, he was actually thinking about why the school beauty Song suddenly mentioned wanting him to be fiercer to her.

"Hehe, Old Xu and his wife are not bad." Song Shisong said with a smile. He had always been accurate in judging people; his daughter shouldn't suffer any grievances with Old Xu and the others.

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Song Yao nodded firmly, her clear eyes filled with anticipation.

It was the sixth day of the lunar new year, and there were still people setting off firecrackers on the street, with a "bang" sound coming from the alleys from time to time.

On the other end of the phone, Guo Ziyang's tone was mournful, and then he complained, "New Year's isn't fun at all anymore."

Complaining was complaining, but listening to Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang talk nonsense, she suddenly discovered a difference.

Song Yao hummed softly; her boyfriend's parents liked her, which was a happy thing.

Xu Qingzhou didn't continue asking, guessing that this girl was reminiscing about tonight's dinner—four people, a whole table of dishes, it was simply better than what they ate on New Year's Eve.

"Uncle Song, off work?"

"Dad."

The more Xu Qingzhou thought about it, the more wrong it felt; why did he always feel this girl was a bit masochistic?

Guo Ziyang laughed dryly twice. "Better not, I'm worried about being chased out by her mother with a broom."

"What are you two whispering about?" A clear, bright voice came from behind them.

Xu Qingzhou fell silent, took his hand out of his pocket, touched Song Yao's forehead, and muttered, "No fever, why are you starting to talk nonsense?"

Song Shisong said with a smile, "Right, Qingzhou, come in and sit for a while?"

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"Zhouzi, you've changed."

On this side, Xu Qingzhou had already finished talking with Guo Ziyang and found that the girl beside him had a calm expression, her crystal-clear eyes flashing—the expression looked as if she had discovered some treasure.

"Go to the internet cafe for what? It's the New Year, don't you have anything else to do?"

On the side, Song Yao curled her lips. She didn't know who it was back then that was so cautious when answering a call from her dad, or who checked if his clothes were neat over and over again before going to her house.

He had seen these two young people from far away, whispering as if discussing some major event.

"Okay." Song Yao nodded. Of course, she wouldn't be as cold to her boyfriend as she was to others, and she added, "Send me a message when you get home."

In Old Song's view, this was very normal and a very good sign because it gave him the feeling of an old married couple; two people living together, how could there be so many earth-shattering experiences? "I'm leaving." Xu Qingzhou said to Song Yao.

"I'm just thinking about it, it's not against the law." Song Yao said in a muffled voice.

Song Yao squeezed Xu Qingzhou's hand back in her pocket. Seeing him looking at her, she mouthed, "Not allowed to go!"

It was just the same feeling as before; Xu Qingzhou seemed too gentle to her.

Xu Qingzhou greeted Song Shisong again and turned to leave.

Only in their sophomore year and already meeting each other's parents—around him, only Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao were like this.

"No, I'll come visit you and Auntie next time." Xu Qingzhou shook his head.

He asked, "What are you pondering?"

Look at how he talks to Guo Ziyang, full of "violence."

"I have experience with this kind of thing; don't be timid, keep your back straight, and stride forward..." Xu Qingzhou started bullshitting with Guo Ziyang.

Worried about disturbing the two, he had stood in the distance for a long time. After watching for a while, he actually felt quite gratified.

"It seems... there's some truth to it." Xu Qingzhou pondered for a while, somewhat persuaded. Song Yao saw Xu Qingzhou deep in thought. "Why don't we ever fight?"

"Hehe."

"You are too gentle to me." Song Yao continued.

Xu Qingzhou was very confused.

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"No problem at all, Uncle Xu and Auntie Wang are very good to me."

Song Yao returned to her cold, arrogant self and denied it: "No."

Xu Qingzhou actually didn't want to go either; after reaching a certain age, games had become dull.

Song Yao gazed at Xu Qingzhou and said seriously, "Have you noticed that there's a problem with how we get along?"

"Mm, need to let him be a bit fiercer to me."

The school beauty Song thought in her heart, her eyes brightening, feeling she had found a good method.

It didn't snow in Rongcheng this year, but the outdoor temperature wasn't high. The cold wind blew with a bone-chilling chill, and Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but shrink his head. There were still many pedestrians on the road, in twos and threes.

Xu Qingzhou roughly sorted it out. "You mean, you want me to be fiercer and more assertive to you?"

"Xu Qingzhou, in your eyes, am I really just a violent girl who only knows how to hit people?"

"What's wrong?"

Especially since his image was gradually becoming perverted; after being beaten, it might even be a reward for him in Song Yao's eyes.

Song Shisong said, "Alright then, thanks for bringing Xiao Yao back."

"Look, still saying we don't fight? Did you want to pinch me just now?"

"Yes." Xu Qingzhou blurted out.

No, is being gentle to you a problem too? Would you only be happy if I tied you up and ravaged you? "Look, we've never fought; Jiahui and Guo Ziyang have fought. How can there be a couple that doesn't fight?" The school beauty Song had her reasons.

As the two were walking, the phone in Xu Qingzhou's pocket rang. It was Guo Ziyang. As soon as the call connected, he heard this guy shouting at the top of his lungs on the other side, "The internet cafe is open, want to go for an all-nighter?"

Song Shisong turned and entered the residential area with Song Yao, simultaneously asking with a smile, "How was today?"

"Why?" Xu Qingzhou was a bit dazed; he couldn't imagine that not fighting with Song Yao would become a problem.

Xu Qingzhou looked at Song Yao seriously, suspecting her motives: "Are you trying to use this opportunity to beat me up properly?"

The New Year holiday passed in a flash, and Xu Qingzhou's life was very simple: accompanying Old Xu and Mrs. Wang to watch TV, chatting about daily life, or reading materials.

February 15th, the eighth day of the lunar new year, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao boarded the plane to Kyoto.

Returning home, the happiest was Er Miao. The first thing she did after coming out of the cat bag was to run to the throne on the radiator, then contentedly squinted her eyes.

The two simply cleaned up the house, didn't even go out, ordered two takeout meals to fill their stomachs, and started curling up on the sofa to rest.

(End of chapter)