Chapter 509: Wanting to cuddle with Xu Qingzhou

Outside the window, the sun was bright, and the surface of the Charles River reflected the fine, fragmented light spots of the sun. On the riverbank, tourists walked leisurely, enjoying the soft sunlight in winter.

Inside the house, Xu Qingzhou forcibly cut off his thought of wanting to continue calculating.

Calculations and such were all small problems, especially constructing subversive tools for analytic number theory; this thing definitely couldn't be done overnight.

No rush.

Right now, there was a very important top priority—welcoming the Song school beauty home.

This wasn't it; seven days had passed in the blink of an eye since Song Yao went on a business trip.

Song Yao's seminar was from the 21st to the 26th, she spent the 27th shopping in San Francisco with Han Shiyi, Kaelier, and the others, and she would be home at 5 PM today.

"It's 1 PM now."

He looked at the experiment and suddenly felt a sense of urgency.

Because he was busy and alone, he hadn't cooked this week. Usually, he just dealt with breakfast and dinner with some instant noodles, noodles, or the fat-house happy meal.

The instant noodle boxes and fried chicken bags were still left at the door. If Song Yao came back and saw this scene...

She would definitely explode.

Thinking of the way a certain girl clenched her fists, Xu Qingzhou shivered. This beating was unavoidable.

"Big cleaning first."

Xu Qingzhou sighed helplessly, chased away Er Miao, who was about to fall into a deep sleep, stretched, and pondered where to start.

"Forget it, clean the bedroom first."

At 2:30 PM, Xu Qingzhou stood on the balcony and couldn't help but take two long breaths of fresh air.

It took more than an hour to clean the house, and he even gave Er Miao, that little waste, a bath.

He checked the time, smelled himself, went into the bathroom to shower, and only then drove to pick up Song Yao and the others.

Song Yao's flight arrived on time.

Xu Qingzhou waited at the arrival gate for a few minutes, and the beautiful figure appeared in the crowd.

He waved, and the girl also saw him and quickened her pace.

"Xu Qingzhou."

Upon meeting, Song Yao gave Xu Qingzhou a big hug.

"Missed me?"

Xu Qingzhou discovered that Song Yao liked to call him directly by his name when she was angry or being intimate like now.

"Missed you."

Song Yao buried her head in Xu Qingzhou's chest and sniffed. She could immediately smell a familiar masculine scent.

"Starting to suck my yang energy as soon as we meet?" Xu Qingzhou teased.

Song Yao took another deep breath before letting go of Xu Qingzhou in a reserved and haughty manner, adding: "Heh, as if anyone wants to."

Xu Qingzhou greeted the two people walking behind Song Yao: "Professor Morton, Miss Kaelier."

"Professor Xu, good afternoon."

Professor Morton nodded slightly.

Every time she saw this young man from the Xia Nation, she actually felt surprised. He was too young. At this age, many people were still ignorant, while the person in front of her already possessed the most weighty award in the mathematical community.

"Good afternoon. Let's go; if we stop any longer, the police will come to put a ticket on us."

Xu Qingzhou helped everyone stuff their suitcases into the trunk.

In the car, everyone chatted about the situation of the report meeting during this period, sighing one after another about the tense international situation. Finally, perhaps to take care of Xu Qingzhou, they talked about the mathematical models used at the seminar.

After dropping off Professor Morton and Kaelier at Harvard Business School, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao went to a Xia Nation food supermarket before finally driving home.

Song Yao was still telling him yesterday that she was sick of eating bread and steak, so Xu Qingzhou prepared to cook a good meal today.

Inside the apartment, Er Miao was again squatting on the shoe cabinet early to welcome Song Yao.

"Er Miao~"

Song Yao took Er Miao down from the shoe cabinet.

Xu Qingzhou carried the vegetables into the kitchen. When he came out, he saw the Song school beauty rubbing her face against Er Miao's furry head.

How to put it, at this moment, both maternal instinct and girlishness existed at the same time.

He took two photos "ka-ka".

"You're taking pictures of me?"

Song Yao also noticed Xu Qingzhou's small movements and raised an eyebrow.

"Haven't seen you for a week, think you're even cuter."

Xu Qingzhou zoomed in on the phone photo to check the moment he just recorded.

Song Yao hummed, thinking to herself that she had always been cute, and continued to scratch Er Miao's chin. "You missed me, didn't you? I missed you too."

Xu Qingzhou put away his phone, became happy, and couldn't help asking: "The question is, do you miss me more or miss Er Miao more?"

"Competing for favor with Er Miao, can you have some ambition."

Song Yao gave the improper young man a white look.

"Pick one."

"Er Miao."

"No, you didn't even hesitate?"

"At the very least, Er Miao won't make me angry."

"..."

Xu Qingzhou sighed and helped Song Yao push the suitcase into the bedroom.

Coming out, Song Yao held Er Miao and walked around the house. It was very clean, the kind without a speck of dust. She raised an eyebrow and asked Xu Qingzhou on the side: "Just finished big cleaning?"

"Yes."

Xu Qingzhou nodded, paused, and added: "It was a little messy, so I took some time to clean it up."

Song Yao didn't believe the word "little" in this guy's mouth; he must have made the house very messy, worried that she would be angry when she came back.

She sat down on the sofa, seeing Xu Qingzhou a bit far from her: "Professor Xu, am I very violent?"

"How could that be..."

Xu Qingzhou gave two dry laughs, but in his heart, he was saying: "Thank God, you also know you are very violent."

"Then why are you sitting so far from me."

Xu Qingzhou moved closer.

Creak~

When he looked again, he had already been pressed onto the sofa by the Song school beauty.

"Be gentle, I won't resist."

Xu Qingzhou said lifelessly.

Song Yao's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she even licked the corner of her mouth, slowly lowering her head.

And she called him a pervert; she was clearly a lecher herself—no, a lecherous girl.

After a long while.

Song Yao went back to the bedroom to pack her things, leaving Xu Qingzhou, who had been ravaged, sitting resentfully on the sofa. This girl did this again, only responsible for taking off...

The Song school beauty poked her head out and called out pitifully: "Xu Qingzhou, hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

"I'm calming down." Xu Qingzhou said angrily.

Song Yao looked at a certain place, pursed her lips, and retracted her head, complaining in her heart that he deserved it. He should be properly trained in self-control to avoid being in heat every day.

After a while, Xu Qingzhou let out a long breath, got up, and went into the kitchen to stir-fry a few small dishes.

After eating, Song Yao went to wash the dishes, while Xu Qingzhou sat on the sofa looking at the notes she had made these days. They were very full, and it could be seen that she had gained a lot.

After a while, Song Yao came out of the kitchen wiping her hands and curled up in Xu Qingzhou's arms.

"You must be very tired these days."

Xu Qingzhou pinched the girl's face. He had already heard Song Yao talk about her experiences during this period. She had to deal with notes and such until past 12 o'clock every day, and she had to get up early the next day.

In front of Xu Qingzhou, Song Yao was completely relaxed, unlike when she was outside and had to hold on. She nodded, "Mm, a little."

After being on a business trip for a long time, she inexplicably wanted to cuddle with Xu Qingzhou.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 510 =====