Chapter 482: Song Yao: I'm a Bit Not Right

The next day.

The air carried a hint of moisture, and after the rain, the temperature was much lower than usual.

"Xu Qingzhou~"

Song Yao woke up in a daze, feeling the person under her moving restlessly, she sniffed, turned over, backed against Xu Qingzhou, and threatened: "Beat you if you move again."

Not sleeping well early in the morning.

"You were the one who seduced me first today." Xu Qingzhou leaned over.

Song Yao played dead and didn't speak.

She didn't sleep peacefully in the first place, liked to roll around in bed, and every time she got up in the past, she was in a state of bristling hair.

It was only a little better when the two slept together.

But after getting familiar, she still exposed her little habits from before.

It was cold and rainy at night, and she wanted to stick to Xu Qingzhou more than usual, just like just now, the whole person was clinging to Xu Qingzhou like an octopus.

Xu Qingzhou sniffed at Song Yao's neck and moved his hands all over.

Half an hour passed.

"Xu Qingzhou~"

Song Yao grabbed Xu Qingzhou's hand, her long eyelashes trembling, her voice sweet and coquettish: "It's already very late."

"Rest today." Xu Qingzhou smiled lightly, turned over and pressed down on the school beauty.

Another long time passed.

"Xu Qingzhou, I'm tired."

In the bedroom, the school beauty was lying on Xu Qingzhou, having no strength left.

Xu Qingzhou reached out to tidy up the broken hair stuck to the school beauty's forehead: "Call me husband."

"..."

Song Yao pursed her lips, silent, this feeling of calling him "husband" at this time was strange.

But after a while, she still surrendered, looking at Xu Qingzhou weakly: "Husband~ I'm tired~"

"..."

She didn't know that this weak appearance of hers would make people even more impulsive to ravage her properly.

Xu Qingzhou squinted, his breathing faster than just now.

"Xu Qingzhou, you don't keep your word... *sob*..."

Under the soft pestering of the school beauty, a hearty battle ended.

With this, the two who were originally resting didn't crawl up until 12:00 PM, and they were too lazy to cook, so they heated up last night's dishes and ate casually.

Approaching 1:00 PM, the originally gloomy weather began to drizzle, and the whole city was shrouded in white mist, adding a bit of mysterious beauty compared to usual.

Living room, the two cats lay listlessly on the sofa.

Next door, Xu Qingzhou also leaned on the sofa back, staring at the ceiling to recover his energy.

Song Yao tidied up the bedroom, tilted her head, saw Xu Qingzhou squinting to take a nap, and said: "Can't you go back to the bedroom to sleep?"

"No, if I go back to the bedroom, it really becomes sleeping."

"Isn't it sleeping here?"

Xu Qingzhou closed his eyes and said: "The meaning is different; in bed, it's sleeping, on the sofa, it's rotting. On a rainy day, rotting on the sofa is a very cool thing."

Song Yao's lips moved twice, turned her head to look out the window; it was drizzling outside, and such weather was indeed suitable for lying at home doing nothing.

It's not convenient to wash the sheets when it rains, so put them directly in the basket.

After tidying up, she stepped into her slippers, curled up in Xu Qingzhou's arms, and took out her phone to *click-click* type.

Xu Qingzhou glanced at it; she was chatting with her little sister Ding Jiahui.

Ding Jiahui: Yaoyao, time passes so fast, after tomorrow, I have to go to work again (helpless).

Song Yao: Next time you can go out for a walk with Guo Ziyang.

Ding Jiahui: No time at all, he is changing code in the living room now, the breath of a living person is not as heavy as mine.

Ding Jiahui mentioned Guo Ziyang staying up late to play games, saying he wouldn't listen, and often losing things, or putting things in a mess when he was at home.

Song Yao: Boyfriend doesn't listen... mostly because he's itchy, beat him up and he'll be fine.

Seeing Song Yao's sentence, Xu Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he silently mourned for Guo Ziyang for two minutes in his heart.

Ding Jiahui corrected: Yours is a husband, mine is a boyfriend. Interview, it's been more than a month since you got married, what are your thoughts?

Song Yao: Same as before, no change.

Ding Jiahui: Also, you two have been grinding for four years, definitely won't have the problems Guo Ziyang and I have, too difficult.

On the sofa, Song Yao looked at the word "grinding" in Ding Jiahui's words, and subconsciously felt something was wrong, as if she was thinking crookedly.

"Hoo~"

She breathed secretly, suppressing that strange feeling.

Damn, Xu Qingzhou led her astray!

Song Yao's expression became serious, looking for the root of the problem; they were clearly two very normal words, why would she think of other places.

"Hiss~ why did you pinch me?"

Xu Qingzhou clutched his waist, not understanding why he was suddenly pinched.

"It's all your fault!"

"?"

Xu Qingzhou was confused; isn't it not time for her period yet?!

But looking at Song Yao's shy and angry expression, he still chose to be silent first; the more you say, the more you get wrong. Could it be because of the split this morning? Or, is it the address?

They talked about coming to Boston to play before graduation, but they couldn't squeeze out any time for internships at that time, and now work is even busier, and the travel plan has been delayed again and again.

This might be what a social animal is like. Plans can never keep up with changes.

After chatting for a few minutes, Ding Jiahui said she was going to sleep.

In just a short while, Song Yao's anger faded, she turned over, buried her face in Xu Qingzhou's arms, and through a thin layer of T-shirt, could feel his hot breath and strong heartbeat.

The feeling of the two of them curled up on the sofa is really good.

Xu Qingzhou held the girl's waist, seriously suspecting that this girl's period came early.

In the afternoon, Song Yao dragged Xu Qingzhou to play games together, enjoying the feeling of being carried by Xu Qingzhou.

By evening, Xu Qingzhou withdrew the recruitment, and the melon-eaters quickly noticed this action of Xu Qingzhou, so the forum discussion area became lively again.

"Hi, Xu Qingzhou withdrew the recruitment information, can anyone tell me what happened."

"Maybe, he finally discovered he should do math research?"

Many people in the math department were still looking forward to Xu Qingzhou being able to do a math project.

Someone said: "No, I heard gossip that his team has already been recruited, and the academic committee is reviewing the agreement."

"I can't wait to see Xu Qingzhou's mysterious team."

"Although I have always admired his math ability, I have to say, this choice is not good."

"Everyone, I found the member list of Xu Qingzhou's team: Xu Qingzhou, Bex Carson, Ma Ma Ersi, Sun Simin."

"Carson, I know, a genius in the physics department, although... his thinking is a bit advanced..."

"Bex Carson, the name sounds a bit familiar."

"I remember, it's the famous figure who streaked through two streets in the middle of the night!"

"Okay, thanks to everyone, I remember who this guy is, indeed very 'capital'. However, Sun Simin and Ma Ma Ersi, these names are a bit strange, when did such figures appear at MIT."

"Ask..."

"Yes, where did these two people pop out from?"

The melon-eaters began to dig into Sun Simin and Ma Ma Ersi' personal information.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 483 =====