Chapter 91 Kiss

Murong Qingyun, who returned to the dormitory, threw some fruits in his pocket into the fruit basket, and then sat on the chair to do his homework. After a few days, Yang Mengmeng hummed a song and knocked on the inherent rhythm of the anti-theft door. He is very dissatisfied with her practice of not opening the door with the key. After all, he is too lazy to get up to open the door. She still holds the mentality of a little girl and thinks that this way of knocking on the door is very interesting and fun.

Yang Mengmeng, who was sitting by the edge of the bed, drank red cheeks and continued to sing happily. She slowly took off her shoes and socks, wore her slippers with cute cartoon characters, and went to the fruit basket to get fruit to eat. She immediately recognized the specialties of the school, so she did not hesitate to take them to clean them and put them in the bowl.

Yang Mengmeng, holding a bowl in one hand and biting the fruit in the other, walked to Murong Qingyun and said, "You must have secretly eaten and satisfied before you remembered to leave a few fruits for others."

Murong Qingyun turned around and looked down at her and said, "If I had known you said so, I shouldn't have brought it back to you."

"Then it's even more unreasonable for you to steal so many fruits. The more you live, the more you go back." Yang Mengmeng spit out the fruit core from her mouth and said, "At least, you should pick a fruit tree from the school. Looking at you like this, you must have forgotten your backpack. It's just the right time. Let's go out and steal some back.

Murong Qingyun couldn't resist Yang Mengmeng's dragging, and prevaricate her on the pretext that her clothes were too dirty and not easy to clean. She hit him back with the objective fact that her clothes were all-inclusive. Yang Mengmeng, who put down the bowl, didn't care about so much. Anyway, let him steal the fruit with himself. After all, this kind of fruit is delicious.

The compromise Murong Qingyun and Yang Mengmeng put on their shoes again, left the dormitory and ran directly to the target. She waited under the fruit tree with her backpack on her back, and he climbed up the tree to pick fruit with a flashlight. Yang Mengmeng, who stole experience, began to pick up the fruit thrown down by Murong Qingyun with a bag. After she installed it to a certain extent, she asked him to throw it on the soft mud under the tree. After accumulating to a certain extent, she called a pause and went to pick it up with her backpack.

A good fruit tree was picked bare by Murong Qingyun, a high-quality person. Yang Mengmeng stuffed the backpack full until she couldn't fit it down, and then put the fruit that couldn't fit into herself and his pocket. He carried a backpack of about 20 pounds and returned to the dormitory with the joy of a bumper harvest.

Murong Qingyun hurriedly took off his dirty clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Yang Mengmeng cleaned up her booty with a smile. Since he took her to steal it once, let her taste it. From then on, at this time of year, she will let him take herself to steal the fruit of the school. She divided nearly 20 catties of fruit into four parts, leaving one for her own, one for each of the two mothers and one for the distant one. After the distribution, she washed her hands and ate the fruit in the bowl again. She eats watermelon. The more she eats, the more she likes it. The more she eats, the more she wants to eat.

After the two went to bed, Yang Mengmeng, a small loudspeaker, began to broadcast and report to Murong Qingyun sentence by word. The happiest thing for her is that Murong Qiuwei will take herself to see the car tomorrow. Sleeping **, he is not in the mood to listen to her nagging. After all, he is a little tired physically and mentally. At night, I went to the tree twice, which consumed a lot of energy. Murong Qingyun comforted that Yang Mengmeng did not find him to practice together, otherwise he was really a little heartless but lacked strength. Her request made him unable to refuse. After all, this is his duty as a fiance.

If Murong Qingyun refuses her, she doesn't want to stop all night. Yang Mengmeng's suspicion came up to get to the bottom, otherwise she would not let him go. If that scene really happens, you might as well try your best to do that, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Make her happy. After all, she has more face.

In the morning, Murong Qingyun woke up and turned over to see that Yang Mengmeng had disappeared early. He knew that the little girl was very excited and ran back to find Sister Qiu Wei. Isn't it just a car? As for being so happy? He shook his head and slowly touched it from **. He saw that the fruit he had stolen last night was much less. He must have been taken home by her to flatter him. She went to flatter her mother by herself, which made Sister Qiu Wei very unhappy and often slapped on the horse's hoof. Yang Mengmeng's flattering work is not good, but Murong Qiuwei is the way to eat her. How can Murong Qingyun really bear it?

Murong Qingyun, who finished breakfast, was ready to continue to do his homework. He turned around and saw that his trash can was full of garbage, so he pulled out a large plastic pocket and tied it up, opened the door and went out to throw it away. When he returned, he met Zhou Shiya, who was about to throw away garbage bags. The two stood in the roadway and looked at each other for nearly half a minute.

Zhou Shiya was still dressed in black from head to toe and said coldly, "Come to my dormitory. I have something to do for you. Don't tell me that you don't have time or anything like that.

Murong Qingyun understood that blessing is not a curse, but an unavoidable truth. He smiled very unnaturally and said, "I'm afraid that our lonely men and women living in the same room will attract criticism from others. To be honest, as a man, I think it doesn't matter, but I should still consider your reputation. During the working hours, we will talk slowly in the office.

Zhou Shiya is very disothrepable about his high-sounding words, and knows that he is prevaricateting himself again. Talk slowly in the office? Sounds good, but it's not realistic at all. At that time, she can guarantee that it will be difficult to find him again. Now that you have caught him, let's deal with him again. Who told him to disgre face?

Zhou Shiya smiled coldly and said, "Mr. Murong thought so much about me, which really moved me. However, I'm afraid of everything, but I'm not afraid of other people's gossip. After all, freedom of speech! Gossip is neither itchy nor painful for me. It doesn't matter.

Murong Qingyun pretended to be a gentleman and said, "I'm afraid of criticism. You know I'm just a small counselor. In school, I have no backer and I have a low education. I live like walking on thin ice every day, and I may be fired if I am not careful. There is a mother and a fiancee who is still studying to raise, so fame is very important to me.

Zhou Shiya threw out the garbage bag in her hand from afar, patted her hand twice, and said seriously, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Come with me. If you were really that kind of person, you wouldn't do those ridiculous things.

Murong Qingyun, who said he didn't want to, was very willing to go to Zhou Shiya's dormitory. This woman's appearance and temperament reveal an intellectual - intertwined mature taste. I followed her and walked into her bedroom. Zhou Shiya has indeed eaten foreign butter and bread. The interior layout of the room reveals a strong western flavor. He was rude and sat on the chair, waiting for her to give orders.

Zhou Shiya took out a thick pile of materials and handed them over to Murong Qingyun's hand and said seriously, "This is the homework I gave you. The time limit is one week. You can hand it over to my office or my dormitory, as you like.

Murong Qingyun, who had the information, laughed and said, "You are short of time and the task is heavy. Is there any benefit after I complete the quality and quantity guarantee? You have to give me some sweetness to make me hurry up.

Zhou Shiya sat on the desk, with her hands crossed under her chest, and said without a smile, "What do you want?" This is the homework you should have done.

"I'm afraid not!" Murong Qingyun said with a smile, "Your heart is different!"

Zhou Shiya, who has taught books for so many years, is the first time she has met such a rogue student, and her lungs are about to explode: "As long as you do this homework, you make me satisfied. I'll treat you to dinner."

"What's good about rice?" Murong Qingyun shook the chair and said, "I eat every day. It's not interesting for you to invite me to a five-star hotel for dinner. Although what you eat in your mouth is different, the final result is not the same. I want something, but I'm afraid that Mr. Zhou won't be willing to give it? Hey... Forget it, don't say it, so that you won't be angry."

"Tell me! As long as you don't break the law, I can promise you." Zhou Shiya is meticulous.

"I want your kiss." Murong Qingyun joked.

After listening, Zhou Shiya was not angry at all, but smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you. If I assign this homework to you, you can really make me satisfied. I will never hesitate to kiss you."

"It's a deal." Murong Qingyun suddenly added, "Don't deliberately lower my rating!"

"God's proof, I will definitely judge your homework with a fair heart." Zhou Shiya smiled and said, "However, if you ask for additional rewards, then I also need to make an additional request. Only in this way can it be fair."

"As you said, as long as you don't break the law, I can promise you." Murong Qingyun said with a smile.

"If the score of your homework is less than 80, then you will jump up from the first floor of the teacher's dormitory building to the seventh floor." Zhou Shiya said proudly, "My condition is not too much!"

Murong Qingyun readily agreed, "Yes, you just need to evaluate my homework fairly. Even if I lose, I won't repudiate the debt.

"You can rest assured that I am a devout Catholic. Since I swear in the name of God, I will not break my promise. Zhou Shiya is very responsible.