Miaomiao also held it back and became intertwined.

Adult men and women who have even had deep kisses will still be accustomed to middle school students. They blush and have a small matter like holding hands. After all, this is outside and in public, and the meaning is completely different.

Hold hands all the way back to the dormitory.

Miaomiao brought a wooden chair, held the handle, Hosyan took off his slippers, put them aside, stood up, she raised her head and asked, "How tall are you?"

Hosyan thought for a while: "186."

"21 cm taller than me."

If you want to kiss while standing, one party will always have to accommodate the other party, Miaomiao subconsciously touched her neck.

Hosyan didn't notice her little movements. He raised his hand to replace the broken light bulb and installed the new one. The light did not light up. He suspected that there must be something wrong with the line. He returned to the next door, took a tool box, tinkered for a few minutes, and then reinstalled it. The light flashed and finally turned on.

The light poured down, and against the backdrop of the pink lampshade, it was a little softer than before.

Miaomiao's face, neck and arms were exposed, and her face were covered with an ivory-like color. Her smile was as shallow as a flower blooming in the wind on the branches in spring, but it was beautiful and vivid without knowing it.

Hosyan stood under the lamp and looked at her: "Miaomiao, do you want to record this in your inspection?"

Miaomiao didn't understand very well: "What?"

The man's clear peach blossom eyes reflected her, and he pursed his lips: "You can cook, do housework, and change light bulbs..."

She was so happy that she heard it.

Is he... selling himself?

How can I describe this wonderful feeling?

Just like the high mountain flower that everyone can only see from afar but cannot fold down, one day he suddenly came to you from the top of the mountain and sincerely begged you, please keep me in your garden.

To put it simply, please take possession of me.

Miaomiao resisted the temptation very vigorously: "Okay, I look forward to more of your performance."

Seeing that Huo Siyan's face was dim, Miaomiao felt a sense of pleasure of singing as a serf. Now she knew how hard she had been chasing him? After finishing the math, physics and chemistry papers, her brain cells were damaged in a row. She also had to use a flashlight to hide from the quilt and she tried her best to write love letters to him. There were thirty letters. Although some of the contents were copied lyrics and some were copied poetry, each word was written by her own hands!

"By the way," she asked softly, "Is the love letter I wrote to you still there?"

"Um."

I don’t know how many times I have read it, but it’s memorized it.

"Really?!" Miaomiao asked with a high volume.

Hosyan got off the chair, took out a blue-gray plaid handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the chair surface. Although he stepped on it in socks and it was not dirty, the doctor had been doing it for a long time and still had some kind of cleanliness in his bones.

Miaomiao's surprise was not retracted, and she heard him speak lightly: "Hello Brother Huo Siyan, Senior Brother. Do you still remember me? That morning on September 2, I walked into the wrong classroom and sat in your seat. What a coincidence, our seats were all on the same floor and in the same direction, and the sixth table in the fourth group..."

Isn't this... the first love letter she wrote to him?

Miaomiao still remembers the kind of passionate, bold and stingy writing later, and quickly stopped. Huo Siyan glanced at her faintly and wanted to continue to recite it. She walked forward in shame and covered his mouth.

Unexpectedly, it hit his mind.

The palm print kiss.

That little itchy place kept itching into the heart.

Miaomiao instantly connected and threw everything she wanted to say.

Have you been tricked again?

Bad guy!

Miaomiao stared at him with a stern face and pretended to be angry. He was a little nervous: "Are you angry?" He apologized immediately, "I was wrong."

This is the correct pursuit posture.

Don’t turn a blind eye to your boyfriend and girlfriend in the future.

Who knew, then, Hosyan lowered his voice seriously and asked, "I'll kiss you?"

Both sides' channels were completely incompatible. She was referring to love letters, and he was talking about kissing her palm just now.

Miaomiao missed his plan: "Hosyan, you have changed."

It’s a good thing she said in front of her mother that he was a gentleman, but in fact he was a big wild wolf.

Huo Siyan also felt that he had changed a lot, especially under the guidance of Zhou Fengyu, many things between men and women were enlightened, mainly because the past experience was too profound and he learned from his mistakes. However, his dull and restrained personality was there, and some words sounded like sweet words, so it would be better to say that they were heartfelt congratulations.

It was hard for him to imagine that these words would be said to a woman other than Miaomiao, and it would be natural and easy to say them to her.

Anyway, she would know this side alone.

"What has it become?"

Miaomiao said softly: "It's not like...Hosyan." He wouldn't look at her so gently before, smiled at her, and said ** words in front of her. In short, he felt very strange.

He bullied himself: "What is Hosyan?"

"Miaomiao." Hosyan reached out and hugged her, "This is the real Hosyan."

No matter what kind of person he was in the past, in love, in front of her, he was just an ordinary man.

Miaomiao listened to the powerful heartbeat and the temperature that was pressing against him, and her ears turned red: "I haven't changed too much."

She still likes him so much.

Hosyan hugged her tighter.

He has another obvious change-

In the past, I was walking on thin ice and didn't dare to have any expectations for the vague future. Now it gradually has a clear direction: Xie An Miaomiao.

I want to have something to do with her in the future.

It's past ten o'clock in the evening.

A series of weird conversations appeared in the private water group in the laboratory.

Hou Ge: "Mismith!"

Tong Fang: "Mismith~"

Hou Ge: "Mis?"

Tong Fang: "Miss!"

...

Wu Fei: "【Black Question Mark Face】"

Wu Fei: "What puzzle are you fighting?"

Hou Ge: "I saw Mr. Huo and Miaomiao come back from outside hand in hand, and the two entered Miaomiao's dormitory. Three minutes ago, Mr. Huo just returned to his house next door!"

Tong Fang: "I saw it too~"

Hou Ge: "Is there an affair?"

Tong Fang: "Absolutely!"

Wu Fei: "!!!Damn, are you serious?!"

Hou Ge: "Miaomiao is amazing."

Tong Fang: "Mr. Huo gets the moon first when he gets the water, and he gets the moon first."

Hou Ge: "Please call me a matchmaker!"

Wu Fei made a concluding remark: "So, our laboratory is going to welcome the future boss lady?"

Hou Ge: "There is a flower in the laboratory and I have a master!"

Chen Xiao from the Technical Department: "It's a bolt from the blue! I want to chase Miaomiao too."

Hou Ge: "Forget it, brother."

Tong Fang: "I really chased you, maybe you have to change your name to Chen Cry @ Chen Xiao"

Hou Ge: "Hahaha makes sense!"

Hou Fang suddenly bubbling: "I'm so frankly saying that the reflection arcs here are more than enough to circle the Milky Way in one circle."

Wu Fei: "Damn, have any information? Tell me quickly!"

Hou Fang, however, dived silently as if he was worried about their appetite.

The people in the group, including Hou Ge, wanted to rush upstairs to pull him out and beat him up.

Several technical bachelors were gossiping until midnight, and almost digging out all the possible ambiguous details between Huo Siyan and Miaomiao. For example, when I introduced it, I said that this was my junior high school girl, and the subtle meaning was that our relationship was not ordinary. For example, on the first day of the time I came, I followed the boss’s good tea and snatched his laptop or something. Can’t my girlfriend get this treatment?

No wonder Hou Fang despises them.

Hou Ge turned over while yawning, and suddenly remembered the pink roses and a few pots of green plants that had emerged out of thin air in her dormitory on the day when Miaomiao moved in. He was wondering at the time. Now that he thought about it, it must be Mr. Huo’s masterpiece!

He was trapped in an infinite loop of entanglement.

Is it because their husband and sister are interested and they have already secretly communicated with each other, or is it because he sent a simple and innocent little white rabbit next to the wolf's den?

Thinking about it carefully is extremely scary.
To be continued...