Sitting in the living room was a man about the same age as Yuting. He was elegant and comfortable, as if he were at home. It seemed that the relationship between the two was extraordinary.
Zhihao felt particularly embarrassed and stood motionless at the door.
Yu Ting smiled and said, "Come in quickly." Zhihao lowered his head and entered the house.
He nodded friendly to Zhihao, and Yuting pointed at Zhihao and introduced me, "This is my brother."
"Sister Ting, I have nothing to do. I'm going back."
"No, sister will cook for you later. You must be hungry. Sit down and drink some water first."
He smiled and asked openly about Zhihao's studies and major. Zhihao said without any expression, "I graduated."
"Oh. If you have anything to ask me, maybe I can help you."
"Thank you. I will come to you if anything happens." Zhihao responded, but still felt awkward.
He and Yu Ting were talking as if Zhihao didn't exist at all. Zhihao couldn't get a word in. He wanted to leave but didn't want to leave, so he simply got up from the sofa and turned on the computer to surf the Internet.
Zhihao looked at the screen, but his head was empty. Who was Sister Ting? Brother-in-law? No, it was love...? Zhihao didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it. He only felt embarrassed and a little sad.
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They continued to talk, seemingly very affectionately.
Zhihao gradually became angry and wanted to leave several times, but could not move.
The man was finally leaving, so Yu Ting walked him to the door and asked him to stay for dinner. He said he had something to do and left, and Yu Ting walked him out of the house.
Zhihao breathed a long sigh of relief, then stood up and glanced at Yu Ting, "Sister Ting, I'm going back."
"No, leave after eating." Yu Ting's tone did not allow Zhihao to say anything else, so Zhihao had to sit down. Yu hurriedly entered the kitchen and cooked alone. Zhihao glanced at the kitchen and did not want to move.
The meal is ready.
Zhihao ate with his head down, not saying a word.
Yuting filled a bowl of soup and served it to Zhihao. Zhihao poured so much vinegar that it was so sour that it hurt his teeth when he drank it.
Yuting looked at Zhihao and suddenly laughed, so much that she almost sprayed rice grains on Zhihao's face.
"Just be jealous. Eat more, ah."
"I do." Zhihao still had a cold face.
Yu Ting was still laughing, laughing so hard that she couldn't even stand up straight.
Zhihao ignored her and continued to drink his sour soup. Yuting took the soup away, filled another bowl, and gave it to Zhihao.
Zhihao wanted to pour out his jealousy again, but Yuting stopped him with a smile, "Looking at the sour look on your face, I know you are jealous. Why are you jealous? He is my classmate and he is also in this city. We have always been close.
good."
Yu Ting's words made Zhihao blush all of a sudden, right down to his ears.
Zhihao lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
After a long while, Zhihao managed an awkward smile on his red face, and stammered, "No, I'm not jealous. Where did Sister Ting go?"
After dinner, Zhihao seemed particularly diligent. He helped Yuting clear the table and even took the initiative to wash the dishes. Sister Yuting looked at Zhihao with satisfaction, "My brother has become better, he is more sensible and diligent."
Zhihao responded with a smile, "Of course, I can't let my sister take care of me all the time. I also have to do some work. Sister Ting, sit down and I'll get you a glass of water."
Yuting was so happy that she praised her repeatedly, "It's great to have a younger brother."
The two sat together and watched TV. Yuting took a sip of the water Zhihao brought to her and looked at Zhihao smiling.
Zhihao knew what Yu Ting was laughing at, so he made a face and giggled along with Yu Ting.
"It's hot and muggy today. You watch TV first, and I'll take a shower." Yu Ting floated into the bathroom.
The sound of rushing water could be heard faintly. Zhihao couldn't tell what program was playing on the TV. What he vaguely thought of was that Sister Ting must be beautiful when she is wet.
Zhihao really wanted to get close to the crack in the door and take a look at it, but he felt that he couldn't do it. He was a little yearning for it, but he also had to restrain himself, and he was anxious and uneasy.
Yuting came out. Yuting finally came out, which made Zhihao feel refreshed.
A woman out of the bath is beautiful, fresh and natural, graceful and graceful.
Yu Ting wore a beige pajamas, a very short, loose skirt like a suspender, her white shoulders and two beautiful legs were all in full view, making Zhihao dare not take another look, and the more he looked, the more excited he would be.