Zhou Nan pretended to be startled, and looked at Zhang Ying carefully. And those extremely aggressive "greedy" eyes scanned Zhang Ying's chest unscrupulously, and suddenly said with surprise, "Ah, it's you, Zhang Ying."
Ying! Zhang Ying, who is sitting at the same table as Ma Ping in the last row! Hello, old classmate..."
Zhang Ying happily shook hands with Zhou Nan and reminisced about old times. The two stood there chatting enthusiastically for a while. After a while, they walked side by side to the side of the courtyard and continued chatting. Talking about some interesting things from school,
Zhang Ying couldn't help but giggle. Her hot body was very close to Zhou Nan. A strong but slightly pungent perfume smell spread into Zhou Nan's sensitive nostrils. Zhou Nan subconsciously twitched his nose and forcibly suppressed his heart.
Disgust for this cheap perfume.
From a distance, the two of them seemed to be very affectionate. Pan Hu, who was sitting at the banquet and was uneasy, had twinkling eyes and a twinge of jealousy that he could not hide even if he tried to hide it.
Zhang Ying deliberately avoided Pan Hu's presence and did not mention Pan Hu to Zhou Nan at all, and Zhou Nan was even more happy to do so.
Pan Hu finally left the table and strode towards the two of them. He came to the two of them and cast an angry and unhappy glance at Zhang Ying, but Zhang Ying pretended not to see it.
"Zhou Nan, I am Pan Hu. The three of us are classmates. Don't you only remember Zhang Ying and not me?" Pan Hu's voice inevitably brought out a bit of jealousy. In this era, young people in their 20s
It is difficult for people to conceal their true inner emotions. Moreover, Pan Hu is still a person with little education, let alone any self-cultivation. If he can put away his foul language and curse words in front of outsiders and in formal occasions, even if
It's pretty good.
"Pan Hu?" Zhou Nan smiled in surprise, looked at Pan Hu a few times, then frowned and said, "I really have no impression."
Pan Hu was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhou Nan really didn't know him. No, why did he remember Zhang Ying but not me? We should have often played basketball together or something, so how could he forget?
In fact, after so many years, just forget it, it’s not a big deal. After all, when I was in school, I didn’t have many close contacts, and the relationship was very ordinary. But the key to the problem is that Zhou Nan remembers Zhang Ying, but not himself.
——For Pan Hu, this was a bit unacceptable.
Pan Hu stood there awkwardly, neither leaving nor staying.
Zhou Nan ignored him at all, and smiled at Zhang Ying and said, "Old classmate, let's go, it's too messy here, let's go to the house and have a chat? After so many years, I don't know if all the old classmates are okay?"
Zhou Nan said, and took the lead to walk into the house without even looking at Pan Hu and Zhang Ying. He was absolutely sure that Zhang Ying would follow, and he would definitely!
Zhou Nan didn't recognize Pan Hu, and Zhang Ying was also a little surprised. It's just that Zhou Nan didn't leave her much time to consider this somewhat strange question. For her, Zhou Nan at this moment was just an opportunity, an...unparalleled one.
Temptation, especially after Zhou Nan showed a considerable degree of enthusiasm and affection for her, this idea grew like wild weeds in spring, and it was impossible to control it.
Zhang Ying subconsciously followed Zhou Nan's footsteps towards the main room of the Zhou family. Pan Hu said unhappily, "Zhang Ying!"
Zhang Ying twisted her head, frowned and said, "What?"
"What are you going to do?" Pan Hu stepped forward and was about to hold Zhang Ying's hand, but Zhang Ying threw him away.
"I'm going to have a chat with Zhou Nan. I haven't seen him for many years. We are both old classmates." Zhang Ying said and strode into the room, leaving Pan Hu standing there alone with a gloomy face, embarrassed.
Zhou Wenjing's partner, Zhao Gang, glanced at Pan Hu strangely and said loudly, "Cousin, come and sit down. Why are you standing there?"
Pan Hu said in a low voice with a dark face, "Don't worry about me, I'll smoke a cigarette, have a cigarette!"
As he said that, Pan Hu took out his cheap "Hard Gate" from his pocket, took out one and was about to light it. Then he felt that he was a bit disadvantaged by smoking his own cigarette, so he took a few steps and grabbed one from the table next to him.
He hurriedly lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. Then he leaned in a corner of the courtyard and stared into the room with his shy eyes.
The most terrible thing is that Zhou Nan and Zhang Ying were talking in the main room. It seemed that they thought there was too much noise in the courtyard, so Zhou Nan even ran out and closed the door tightly.
Pan Hu raised his heels, got close to the eaves, and looked in along the window. Because the window screen was simply cut from a dark green nylon net, and in order to prevent mosquitoes from entering, Zhou Nan's grandma specially made two layers, so
Pan Hu could only vaguely see two shadows, their postures close to each other were extremely ambiguous, and Zhang Ying's naked and charming laughter could be faintly heard.
Pan Hu gritted his teeth tightly, and a strong jealousy rolled up in his heart. He didn't have much self-restraint in the first place. In the jealousy, he had already forgotten that today was the engagement ceremony of his cousin Zhao Gang, and stood under the eaves and screamed.
A voice: "Zhang Ying, come out!"
His voice was so loud that the originally lively atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly fell silent. The relatives of the Zhou family and Zhao Gang's relatives and friends who were talking cordially with each other immediately turned their heads and looked at Pan Hu. Zhou Wenjing frowned slightly and raised her eyebrows.
He teased his fiancé and said in a low voice, "Why is your cousin so uncultured? What is he talking about?"
Zhao Gang was also embarrassed, so he hurried over and grabbed Pan Hu, lowering his voice and saying, "Cousin, what are you doing? Why are you yelling at Zhou's house?"
At this time, Zhang Ying and Zhou Nan helped Zhou Nan's grandma walk out of the room with a smile. Zhao Gang quickly left Pan Hu behind and went up to greet her with a smile, "Grandma! I heard that you have been in poor health recently. Are you feeling better now?"
Zhou Nan's grandma greeted with a smile, "Grandma is fine. She just has a slight cold and will be fine after taking some medicine - I said his grandpa and Wen Jing's dad are already noon, so hurry up and start the dinner."
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Pan Hu walked over with a dark face and blocked the way of Zhou Nan and Zhang Ying.
Zhang Ying glanced at him, then suddenly turned around and smiled softly at Zhou Nan, "Zhou Nan, this is Pan Hu - you really don't remember him? He was the one in our class who often went to the men's room to smoke and was caught by Teacher Zhang.
Pan Hu..."
"Pan Hu..." Zhou Nan frowned and thought for a while, then clapped his hands pretending to be enlightened, "I remember, Pan Hu! Nicknamed Pan Heidan, also called Pan Donkey, yes, yes, that's right.
You—Pan Heidan!”
Zhou Nan screamed "black egg" and "donkey", but at least he recognized him. Although Pan Hu felt very unhappy, he still laughed and reached out to shake hands with Zhou Nan, "Hey, I'm not the one
It’s a little dark, what’s wrong with being dark? I’m honest and honest, and I’m a kind person at first glance! You’re a good boy, you value sex over friends..."
Zhang Ying laughed softly and said, "He is a small worker doing manual labor in a factory workshop. He is exposed to the wind and sun all day long. How can he not be dark?"
"Yes, we, a worker, work hard all day long, how can we compare with you, a white-faced scholar and cadre's son?" Pan Hu said a little sourly, and stretched out his hand.
Pan Hu suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and held Zhou Nan's hand, but he suddenly felt that Zhou Nan's hand was cold and stiff.