Chapter 339

At 5:00 PM, Xu Qingzhou returned with ingredients. Song Yao was already sitting at the table flipping through that thick legal code, taking notes as she read.

"Shouldn't you rest more?"

"It's boring lying down, reading a report," Song Yao stopped writing, got up, walked over, and looked at what Xu Qingzhou was carrying, "You bought a chicken?"

"Stewing a nourishing soup for you."

Xu Qingzhou ducked into the kitchen, took the things out, and prepared to show off his culinary skills.

Song Yao leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching Xu Qingzhou's skillful movements, "The way you are, I always feel like you often took care of others before. Zhang Yuxin?"

Xu Qingzhou skimmed the foam while saying: "Be careful, your persona is collapsing again. Song Laoshi has actually started to get jealous too."

Song Yao hummed lightly; she didn't care about any persona.

Xu Qingzhou washed the spoon, covered the pot, and continued with a smile: "I was busy studying every day in high school, where would I have time to cook and coax girls?"

"You cooked for me at my house," Song Yao reminded him.

Xu Qingzhou turned his head, knocked on the school beauty Song's forehead, and said irritably: "That was already after graduation."

They say pregnancy makes you stupid for three years; Song Yao isn't even pregnant yet, does having a period have the same effect?

At the same time, he sighed to himself that the school beauty Song's skin was indeed delicate; he hadn't even used force, and there was already a small red mark.

He said with a smile: "Besides, you invited me that time, so you can't deny it now. You were the one who harbored intentions toward me first."

Song Yao rubbed her forehead resentfully, "As long as a girl invites you, you'll go?"

"Of course not," Xu Qingzhou didn't even think about it, directly avoiding the trap in Song Yao's words.

"So, you still had ideas about me first," Song Yao said with sound logic.

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Clear logic, she's not stupid at all.

Xu Qingzhou clicked his tongue. With skillful movements, he took out the blanched chicken. Just as he stood at the stove, the girl hugged his waist directly from behind.

Song Yao's voice was very soft: "Teacher Xu, I like you so much."

Xu Qingzhou was touched in his heart. A girlfriend who can be cool and sweet is really great.

But...

It's still not right. This girl's mood swings are a bit big today, making her so sentimental, she might start thinking all sorts of things.

He turned around, hugged her, and held her for a while, "Song Laoshi, you're so gentle, I'm not used to it. Please recover. Ah~"

Song Yao gave this guy a headbutt directly. The sentimentality just now dissipated, and she just wanted to beat Xu Qingzhou.

Finally normal. Xu Qingzhou sighed, pushed Song Yao out of the kitchen, "The kitchen is smoky, go stay in the living room."

At 6:30 PM, the fragrant meal was already served on the table.

Song Yao wasn't feeling well and didn't eat much, but she drank two small bowls of soup, then patted her little belly and went to the sofa to rest.

For these two days, she would just peacefully be a useless waste, and reward Xu Qingzhou when her body felt better.

On this side, Xu Qingzhou cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

When he came out, he saw the school beauty Song had already washed her feet.

Whoa, she really thinks I'm a pervert.

Xu Qingzhou chuckled to himself and tucked her two fair, tender little feet into his arms.

Song Yao squinted, pulled a book from the table, and started reading from where the bookmark was marked. It was actually quite comfortable when Xu Qingzhou was fussing over them.

Xu Qingzhou pinched her calves and asked: "When I went out this afternoon, were you thinking about me?"

Song Yao's page-turning movement paused slightly, but quickly returned to normal, "No."

This guy actually knew I planned to beat him up properly?

The school beauty Song felt a surge of surprise in her heart.

Xu Qingzhou was playing with her legs and didn't notice his girlfriend's abnormality, saying: "I sneezed twice in a row today. If it wasn't you, it must be Wang Nushi and the others missing me."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed a video call to Wang Nushi. Old Xu and Wang Nushi don't have it easy.

"What's up?"

Wang Xiaping's voice came from the phone.

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Xu Qingzhou felt his heart was colder than the winter outside.

Is this a real mother? On the side, Song Yao was gloating, thinking to herself, "That's what you get for bullying me every day, now you're being disliked."

"Just asking how you and Dad are doing lately."

"We're both doing very well. I saw the weather forecast, the temperature in Kyoto has dropped significantly. You and Xiao Yao should pay attention to keeping warm and don't catch a cold."

"Mm, we're both staying at home, it's not cold."

Seeing that her son was in one piece, Wang Xiaping said: "Alright, hand the phone to Xiao Yao."

Xu Qingzhou silently handed the phone to Song Yao. It seemed he was the only outsider in this family; he was used to it.

"Xiao Yao~ You've been cold these past few days, haven't you?" Wang Xiaping's voice dropped an octave, it was so gentle.

"Auntie~"

Heh, both of them are pretending.

Xu Qingzhou secretly despised them in his heart.

(In one look/p>)

2 days passed.

The snow had stopped. Starting from Friday, it was a bright sunny day. The sun shone brightly through the glass windows. Outside, there was still unmelted snow in the shaded areas, and several old men were holding salt and scattering it around.

"I'm heading out," Song Yao put on her down jacket.

Xu Qingzhou was playing games with Guo Ziyang and waved to say goodbye.

The school beauty Song had been listless for several days, but finally regained her energy on Saturday, even able to go shopping with Zhang Qiong and attend a dorm gathering in the evening.

Song Yao walked over with a patter, hugged Xu Qingzhou from behind the chair, and gave him a peck on the face, leaving a lipstick mark, "Drink less tonight. If you come back drunk, don't come to the bedroom to sleep, you know?"

Xu Qingzhou's ear was twisted by the school beauty Song, and he nodded, replying honestly: "Understood."

If he dared to say he didn't understand, his ears would suffer destruction. Now he truly experienced what it meant to say the most ruthless words in the gentlest tone.

After exhorting her boyfriend, Song Yao got up from Xu Qingzhou, went to the door to wrap her scarf, and was about to go out.

"Still cuter a few days ago."

Xu Qingzhou shook his head and sighed softly.

Consequently, Song Yao, who was already prepared to leave, walked back and gave this cheeky guy a punch before leaving.

Jingda, East Gate.

Zhang Qiong rubbed her hands and soon saw that tall, slender figure appear in her field of vision.

She waved to indicate her position, thinking in her heart: "I always feel that after Xiao Yao fell in love, although she still exudes an 'untouchable' aura, her former coldness has decreased."

However, she truly treated Song Yao as a friend and didn't feel that Song Yao was high and mighty or unreachable like others did.

After sighing, she tried hard to imagine how Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao got along.

A super academic god, an ice mountain goddess.

A power couple.

Well, gossip is gossip, but she still couldn't imagine the daily life of these two.

When Song Yao approached, Zhang Qiong withdrew her thoughts and said: "Let's go shopping first, and meet up with Xiao Juan and the others in the evening."

"Mm, okay," Song Yao nodded, thinking about how she could help Xu Qingzhou change his seasonal clothes.

"Xiao Yao, it's finally the weekend, is it a bit cruel to call you out and leave your boyfriend at home?"

Zhang Qiong, this "shipping" leader, was worried about disturbing Song Yao and Xu Qingzhou's life for two.

She knew that Song Yao was very busy, following the "Extinction Master" all day, with a ton to learn and write, and when she was free, she had to hold thick legal codes. Xu Qingzhou must be busy doing research every day.

"He doesn't like shopping," Song Yao said.

"What does he usually like? Doing math calculations?" Zhang Qiong was curious. Although she and Song Yao would go shopping together, their topics were basically clothes, food, or her telling gossip.

Song Yao was stunned. There were simply too many things Xu Qingzhou liked: getting beaten up, touching legs...

"Xiao Yao?"

"Strictly speaking, he prefers research."

"Research?"

"Mm, he researches everything."

(End of chapter)