MTL - On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays-Chapter 164 little snowman

Winter is coming, the weather is starting to get cold, but there is no chill in the room.

Xu Che's voice was hoarse, holding a tube of ointment in his hand, and asked him, "Can you use it?"

Han Yucheng: "No, will you teach me?"

Xu Che's ears were blushing, and his cold face was flushed.

"Professor Xu, teach me." Han Yucheng said in a low voice, coquettishly in his ear.

…

"This seems to be very useful." Han Yucheng sat beside the bed, with the quilt on his waist, holding the thing with half a pipe in his hand, reading the words on it, "Alphas Heaven-"

It was only when he opened his mouth that he realized that his voice was hoarse, as if he had a cold and coughed up his throat.

Han Yucheng: "Oh."

He took down the sign.

This thing is a bit too timely, and it is not difficult to make people feel that the other party has premeditated.

Han Yucheng stretched out his hand to Xu Che and pulled him, Xu Che opened his eyes and asked him what he was doing, Han Yucheng said, "The aftermath."

Xu Che carried him into the bathroom before he could react.

…

Next day.

During the lunch break, there were not many people in the laboratory, and the corridor outside was slightly empty.

"Huh?" Xia Yisi raised her hand and touched Han Yucheng's neckline, "Is the back of your neck hurt?"

Han Yucheng ducked back for a while, he straightened his collar, and said slowly, "Why do you care so much about me?"

Xia Yisi withdrew her hand and raised her volume: "Who cares about you? I'll just ask."

"Oh." Han Yucheng leaned against the door of the laboratory, "Where's your professor?"

"I just went to the toilet, I'll be back later." Xia Yisi said, "...Well, let me ask you something."

Han Yucheng: "Say it."

After Xia Yisi looked around and confirmed that no one else was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice and said, "Did you fight with the professor yesterday?"

Han Yucheng looked at him in surprise.

Xia Yisi: "I saw that the professor's wrist was blue, and the fingerprints on it, did you make it?"

Han Yucheng: "Why do you blame me?"

Xia Yisi glared: "I even smelled your pheromone on him!"

Han Yucheng heard the words and admitted frankly: "Well, I did it."

Last night, his hands were a little bigger, and Xu Che didn't say a word. It was only later that he realized that he had squeezed everyone's hands.

"Don't go too far." Xia Yisi muttered, "Actually, the professor is very good."

"You don't like your professors anymore." Han Yucheng said condescendingly, "No fun."

Xia Yisi blushed and stammered: "Don't stop talking nonsense, I don't have it."

Immediately, he felt that his reaction was a little overshadowed, and he said: "Don't you like the professor like you?"

Han Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "Am I much worse than the professor?"

Xia Yisi suddenly pursed her lips and looked behind Han Yucheng.

Han Yucheng turned his head and saw Xu Che standing behind him.

The Alpha, who had passed the susceptible period, regained her former calm and self-control, with glasses on the bridge of her nose, her clear eyes looked at them through the lens, her eyes stayed on Han Yucheng for a moment, and then turned away without a trace. .

"Professor." Xia Yisi stood up straight.

Xu Che nodded and looked at Han Yucheng: "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

His voice was still hoarse, not very obvious.

It looks like a ruthless scumbag who pulls out.

"I want you to eat with me, Professor." Han Yucheng said.

"Got it." Xu Che said.

Han Yucheng waited for him at the door for a few minutes before he finished packing.

Xia Yisi stood at the door of the laboratory, watching the backs of the two leaving.

I...I'm still here.

Two Alphas dropped an Omega, is it really good!

He remembered the strength of the two people staring at each other yesterday, and his heart was strange.

Not right, absolutely not right.

"I'm going to Uncle Zhuang's place on Friday." Xu Che said.

Han Yucheng: "Are you reporting to me?"

Xu Che: "You can think so."

Han Yucheng: "...a lot of sincerity."

Xu Che: "As a boyfriend, I will report my whereabouts to you—"

"So that I can check the post?" Han Yucheng took his words.

Xu Che: "…Mmmm."

This transformation of Xu Che undoubtedly makes Han Yucheng feel happy. In the past, he broke into Xu Che's territory on his own, and was free to come and go in his territory, but the owner of the territory He always avoided him, but now, he took the initiative to open the door to him.

This made Han Yucheng find that, rather than voluntarily invading Xu Che's domain, being allowed two-way would be more comfortable.

"Does it still hurt now?" Han Yucheng's voice entered Xu Che's ears in this noisy environment.

Xu Che immediately understood what he was asking, and was silent for a few seconds: "...No."

Han Yucheng: "You last night..."

Xu Che interrupted him: "Aren't you hungry?"

Han Yucheng glanced at him, Xu Che lowered his eyes.

Shy?

At one time he thought Xu Che hated him, so he didn't even want to look at him, but now his mentality has changed, and he has discovered many things that he hadn't thought about or paid much attention to before .

The shy Professor Xu - very tempting.

After last night, nothing seemed to be different between them, and nothing seemed to be different.

Han Yucheng thought about it for a long time, and suddenly realized that it was that kind of atmosphere, a more harmonious atmosphere.

"A few days later, are you still with me?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che: "Yes."

"Professor Xu, tell the truth." Han Yucheng suddenly lowered his voice, "Is it really the college's arrangement for you to be an examiner with me?"

Xu Che picked the green onions in the bowl with chopsticks, and after hearing this, he said, "No."

He raised his eyes and looked at Shang Han Yucheng, but he didn't avoid it like before, "I applied."

"Do you have any opinion?" Xu Che asked in a flat voice, and his tone sounded like an ordinary question.

At that time, he wanted to try to ease their relationship first.

"No." Han Yucheng laughed.

Han Yucheng understood the meaning of these words easily.

There is no one, so what they want to do is simple, kiss and touch... no more.

The face was cold and abstinence, but the words were not so serious. He took Xu Che's hand and went there. The two stood behind the wall. Han Yucheng took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into Xu Che's hand.

Xu Che paused, lowered his head, and saw a tube of ointment. It was a real ointment, which reduced swelling.

"This medicine... remember to wipe it when you go back to the dormitory." Han Yucheng said in a low voice.

Xu Che squinted and squeezed the medicine in his hand.

"Although it's not hurt, it's swollen." Han Yucheng said, supporting the wall with one hand, the corner of his lips hooked, and he lowered his head and kissed his mouth, "I'll check, Use it well."

In fact, it was a little uncomfortable afterwards, more of a kind of psychological satisfaction, Alpha and Alpha are destined to not be completely marked.

He subconsciously wanted to find the glands, but no matter how much he looked, he would never find them, never would, they were destined to not belong to each other.

"Professor Xu, why are you so sweet."

Xu Che pulled away from that emotion, his ears red all the way to his neck.

On Friday, Xu Che went to Zhuang Jizhong, and he didn't return to the dormitory at night.

Han Yucheng was sitting in the car, ready to start the car and go back, when the phone on the side rang and gave a reply.

Han Yucheng also wanted to control, but Professor Xu changed again in bed, entangled with others, and refused to let go, Han Yucheng's vigorous age, this aspect of self-control is not so good go.

【Xu Che: Do you want to come? 】

The car that had just started turned off again.

【Han Yucheng: Is it convenient for me to go there? 】

[Xu Che: Convenient. 】

Xu Che gave the address, and Han Yucheng drove over.

Zhuang Jizhong's residence is not far from Han Yucheng. He quickly arrived at the place. It was Xu Che who opened the door. Slippers were already prepared at the door. Han Yucheng walked in and saw Zhuang Jizhong and said, "Excuse me."

The last time the two met at the bar, Zhuang Jizhong still remembered him, they were about to have dinner, they heard that Han Yucheng was coming, and waited for him specially.

Three people sitting at a table for dinner.

"For so many years, I haven't seen anyone brought by Xiao Che to my place." Zhuang Jizhong greeted with a smile, knowing that Han Yucheng would have to drive later, he didn't pour him a drink, "It's nothing. Eat, don't dislike it."

"No." Han Yucheng said with a smile, restraining his arrogance and looking like a person.

"Was Professor Xu also like this when he was a child?" he asked.

Xu Che, who was ordered, raised his head and glanced at Han Yucheng, put the vegetables in the bowl, lowered his head and continued to eat, but his glasses were covered with a layer of white mist, making the He frowned.

"It was much more difficult to communicate when I was a child than it is now." Zhuang Jizhong glanced at Xu Che and saw that he didn't stop him, so he continued, "The first time I saw him, it was On a snowy day, Radish Head, who is seven or eight years old, squatted outside and built a snowman, and he became a little snowman..."

Speaking, Zhuang Jizhong seemed to miss him and laughed, "It's really a little snowman."

Han Yucheng nodded in agreement and repeated: "Little Snowman."

These three words came out of his mouth with a hint of provocation. It sounded like he was repeating what Zhuang Jizhong said, but his eyes were looking at Xu Che, and the smile in his eyes had never been concealed. Ambiguous and tired, the light fell on his deep black eyes, with a little more tenderness, which was clearly looking at his lover's eyes.

Little Snowman Xu Che raised his eyes and looked at him, then looked away again, after a while, he looked back again.

He put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in Han Yucheng's bowl, his voice was a little cold: "Uncle Zhuang's sweet and sour pork ribs is delicious."

Han Yucheng naturally followed his next sentence, "Then I will have a good time."

After a meal, Zhuang Jizhong and Xu Che discussed some academic issues, among which there were too many professional words, Han Yucheng felt as if he was a poor student mixed into the top students.

"Listen to us, this is quite boring." Zhuang Jizhong glanced at Han Yucheng.

Han Yucheng: "It's alright, I'm the one to disturb you."

Zhuang Jizhong let him watch TV, they went to the study to talk, and the two got up and left the sofa.

After half an hour, Xu Che came out from the inside. Han Yucheng didn't watch TV and was answering messages with his mobile phone. When the study door opened, his finger just touched the voice.

"You haven't gone home tonight..." A clear male voice came from the phone, and Xu Che immediately heard that it was Xia Yisi's voice.

Before the voice finished, Han Yucheng exited the page, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Han Yucheng got up from the sofa and turned to look at Xu Che: "Are you leaving?"

Xu Che nodded.

The two left the village and got into the car parked downstairs.

Xu Che put a hand on his chin, and there was a reflection of his profile on the window.

In fact, he was really in a trance, thinking about the voice Han Yucheng just said.

Xia Yisi said that he hadn’t come back so late—

Do they live together?

Han Yucheng raised his hand to his ear and snapped his fingers.

Xu Che turned his head.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Yucheng asked, "So fascinated, I am sitting next to you, and you look outside, anxious to go back?"

Xu Che put down his hand on his chin, leaned back on the seat, and said, "No."

"How was the discussion with your Uncle Zhuang?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che was not very interested: "It went well."

Han Yucheng: "Then why are you still depressed?"

Xu Che rolled his eyes and looked at him, "Are you depressed?"

Han Yucheng: "Look at the corner of your mouth, it's almost drooping down to your chin."

Xu Che: "…"

"What are you thinking about?" Han Yucheng asked him.

Xu Che: "Are you going back tonight?"

Han Yucheng: "If you keep it, I will consider staying."

Xu Che looked at the sky outside and said, "It's very late... stay."

The window in the room was open, the clothes hanging on the balcony were floating, it was dark outside, the wind was blowing in from the window, the curtains were blown up and down.

"Bite out the mark." Han Yucheng's tone was filled with subtle distress, he asked Xu Che, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Che shook his head, put the glasses he took off on the bedside, his eyes were half-closed, panting lightly, "You don't have to... worry about me."

Han Yucheng reached out and turned on a small warm yellow lamp by the bedside, "How could it be ignored by you."

"Professor Xu, in your eyes, I am such a beast?"

Xu Che looked at him: "No."

His voice was not as cold as usual, and said softly: "Sorry, I said the wrong thing."

"No need to apologize to me." Han Yucheng lowered his head and kissed his forehead, "You have to remember, you are the Alpha I want to cherish - remember it firmly."

Xu Che's eyes moved slightly.

…

"Do you like snow?" Han Yucheng asked Xu Che.

Xu Che was sitting on the head of the bed with a pillow behind his waist. He adjusted his posture uncomfortably and said, "I didn't like it very much before. It's snowing...it's very cold."

"Uncle Zhuang said that you used to build a snowman on a snowy day, is it true?" Han Yucheng couldn't help thinking, what kind of little Xu Che was like, a little snowman built a little snowman, It might look a little cute.

When Xu Che was a child, he was probably white and tender, at least not as cold as he is now.

"Well." Xu Che's drooping eyelashes trembled, and said, "When I was a child, my father and my father often quarreled, and they always tried to find a way to spend me. They also quarreled that day, and it was snowing. It was very cold, I was building a snowman in the yard, and Uncle Zhuang called me to the house to make a fire."

Han Yucheng grabbed Xu Che's hand and carefully touched each of his knuckles, slender and beautiful fingers, slender and white, smooth and full of strength, he knew that these hands would pick up How beautiful and charming the weapon is.

This was the first time he heard Xu Che talk about his past.

In the past, in his life, there seemed to be no other people, he didn't mention them, and Han Yucheng didn't investigate his background behind his back.

Because he thought it was disrespectful.

"Tell me more about your childhood." Han Yucheng said, "I want to hear it."

Xu Che did not refuse his request, "But I was very boring when I was a child, and there was nothing to say."

It still seems boring, life is boring and boring, and he has a little anxiety in his heart for no reason.

Han Yucheng and him are completely opposite.

Xu Che heard Xia Yisi talk about a lot of things between them. Those stories, just by the sound, can make people feel very interesting.

He felt his fingers clenched.

Xu Che lowered his eyes.

Han Yucheng inserted his fingertips into his fingers and said, "Tell me, you can say whatever comes to your mind, let me get to know you well."

At some point, Han Yucheng is a very delicate person who can detect the emotions of his lover.

Xu Che is a qualified listener, but not a qualified speaker.

Xu Che was silent for a moment, then said, "Uncle Zhuang often made delicious food for me, I like to go to him very much."

"Just sitting there?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che: "Sometimes I would do my homework, and sometimes Uncle Zhuang would watch TV, and I would watch it next to him. He would often teach me some things about medicine at that time, saying that I was very talented. …”

Han Yucheng could hear that his time in Zhuang Jizhong was relaxed and happy.

Xu Che seldom speaks of his past in front of another person, as if from an old cabinet, he dug out pictures of memories and shared them with another person.

It seems to be a gray picture in the past, and slowly it has color and colorful.

His father and father separated before he became an adult. During that time, neither of them wanted him. Except for Zhuang Jizhong's help, Xu Che's stubbornness did not let him go to them.

Han Yucheng hugged Xu Che's waist and said, "Professor Xu is not a little snowman, it should be a cactus."

Xu Che: "Why?"

Han Yucheng: "No reason."

This question, Xu Che did not get the answer in the end.

He thought, if he was a cactus, Han Yucheng would probably be a rose, passionate, bright and intense, with a romantic element in his bones, and that root also had thorns.

Beautiful roses are thorny, and he wants that rose.

With the morning dew, the roses with the fragrance of flowers, young and energetic, stepped into the castle belonging to Xu Che unconsciously, bringing a touch of bright color to this quiet castle for a long time, Rooted in place.

A fake rose that is not delicate.

—

many.

"Professor, do you have any sugar?" Han Yucheng sat under the umbrella.

It rained in the sky, and the rain fell down into beads, hitting the ground, moistening the soil, and the delicate green leaves were soaked by the rain.

Xu Che took out a toffee from his pocket and threw it to Han Yucheng, his eyes still staring at the picture in the holographic projection.

"Thank you Professor." Han Yucheng sat lazily and stuffed the candy into his mouth.

"Projection No. 3 Team A and Team B are facing each other." Xu Che said in a low voice, zooming in on the projection there. There are three people on one side and two people on the other side. They meet, two people. The team is very disadvantaged.

"Go around... ambush?" Han Yucheng put the sugar against his cheek.

Han Yucheng raised his cheeks and looked at him: "Who do you think will win?"

"The team of two." Xu Che said, "No one in the team of three noticed that they had entered the trap."

"It's a coincidence, I think it's them too." Han Yucheng said, "Professor Xu and I really have a tacit understanding.

Xu Che: "…"

He pursed his lips, unable to answer.

The other party seems to be able to give him a plausible but not ambiguous word all the time, which makes him unable to resist.

This assessment is over. Compared with the last time, Alpha has begun to adapt slowly, and the amount of help has been reduced by half, and a few days after the assessment, it will be the school's celebration. Before that, the college had a holiday.

"Are you going to give a speech at the celebration?" Han Yucheng and Xu Che walked side by side in the corridor.

Xu Che: "Yeah."

"Is the manuscript ready?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che: "It was ready a few days ago."

The notification came early, and Xu Che is a person with high action efficiency.

"Can I take a look?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che said: "In the dormitory building, I didn't bring it down."

"Then go to the dormitory building." Han Yucheng said.

"...Okay." Xu Che lowered his voice, his Adam's apple rolled.

There was a loud cry from behind.

"Major General Han!"

The two people on the corridor stopped and turned their heads, only to see Xia Yisi trotting over, holding a basketball in his hand, with a blue and white hairband on his forehead, wearing a suit sportswear.

"Professor, you're here too." Xia Yisi raised her hand in greeting.

Xu Che nodded: "Just finished playing?"

"It's still playing." Xia Yisi pointed to the outside, "Professor, do you want to come and play?"

Xu Che didn't like to participate in such group activities very much, he looked at Han Yucheng - the other party was the exact opposite of him.

Han Yucheng misunderstood what he meant.

"Want to go?" He asked Xu Che.

Xu Che also misunderstood that Han Yucheng wanted to go, but he still asked him first.

"Can you play?" he asked.

Han Yucheng: "Yes."

Xu Che said, "I won't."

"I can teach you if you want to play." Han Yucheng said.

, but the unattainable image of the **** of learning, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.

For things like playing football, naturally no one would call him.

He remembered something from a long time ago.

He waved.

"Brother, throw the ball over-"

He touched the basketball, but the touch was very unfamiliar.

Those people invited him to join them, he declined.

Sometimes later, in the toilet cubicle, he heard the boys on the court talking.

"Seriously, Xu Che's withdrawn person is liked by so many Omegas, why can't I be liked by anyone?"

"He has a good-looking face, and he is an honor student."

"Yes, but what about the top students, look down on people, ah."

"I've never seen him get close to anyone. He doesn't have friends, right?"

"Sure, how can people come down to play with us..."

Xu Che is not a person who likes to reminisce about the past. Perhaps the valve was opened that night, and these memories began to appear from time to time.

The vague memories of my youth can only be described as boring.

Han Yucheng grabbed Xu Che's wrist, "Let's go."

Xu Che recovered.

Han Yucheng broke into his world, invaded his domain, it was an accident, but it was not so pure.

Xu Che will be attracted by such a person - seemingly undisciplined, but always able to pull him out of his negative emotions in time, every time he comes very timely, every time is just right overbearing.

Xia Yisi walked to the basketball court with the ball in her arms. She turned her head and was about to talk to Han Yucheng when she saw him and Xu Che holding hands. look the same.

My heart is chaotic.

The court was filled with boys, and they let go before they got to the court.

Xu Che said: "I don't play, you go."

"Don't want to play?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che: "I watch you play."

Han Yucheng thought about it, but after listening to him, he lightly curled the corners of his lips: "Then you should look at it."

Han Yucheng is 23 years old, not too different from the people on the court, he doesn't seem to be in violation at all when he sneaks in, and even quickly becomes one with everyone. Xu Che, who has a sense of distance, is very familiar with Han Yucheng's occasions.

With an unstoppable momentum, the young major general scored one goal after another, with smooth and beautiful movements, with a kind of masculinity, exuding a charming charm.

It's all about these days.

There were a lot of Omegas watching, Han Yucheng was like a luminous body, with a halo wherever he went.

He hasn't played for a long time, but he's in good health.

Han Yucheng glanced at Xu Che between the pitches and saw Xia Yisi standing beside him with a confused face.

The Alphas held their legs and panted, and finally couldn't take it anymore, and begged Han Yucheng to let them go. Han Yucheng had played enough, threw the ball to another Alpha, and left the game.

"Ah, ah, Major General is coming!"

"The major general is so handsome!" A voice roared, breaking through the sky.

Han Yucheng looked over there, and there was a burst of laughter in the crowd.

Han Yucheng smiled and walked in front of Xu Che, "Have you seen enough?"

The seemingly provocative words sounded in a flirtatious tone, as if saying that if you haven't seen enough, I will let you see enough.

The corner of Xu Che's lips tickled lightly, "Yeah."

"Oh wait." Xia Yisi, who was ignored, came back to her senses, grabbed Han Yucheng's arm, and then felt a vague gaze fell on his hand, he subconsciously wanted to promise Che looked there.

Xu Che lowered his eyes and said nothing, as if he was looking at them.

Xia Yisi still felt a little guilty and let go, he asked, "Did you block me?"

Han Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "No."

"Then why don't you reply to my news?" Xia Yisi asked.

Han Yucheng said, "I didn't see it."

"Did you not go back that night?" Xia Yisi asked.

Han Yucheng knew that he was probably referring to the night they went to see Zhuang Jizhong, so he replied, "Yes."

Xia Yisi lowered her voice: "Uncle asked me that day..."

There was some noise around, Han Yucheng couldn't hear it clearly, Xia Yisi said it twice.

Han Yucheng's father went to his place that night, but Han Yucheng didn't go back that night.

—

The sound of water in the bathroom of the dormitory sounded, smoke filled it, and a tall figure stood under the shower, raised his head, and brushed his hair.

Outside, Xu Che took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and put the glasses on the side, the mobile phone on the table lit up, and a call came, the note was "father" .

Han Yucheng's father.

Xu Che knocked on the bathroom door: "You have a phone."

"Who is it?" Han Yucheng asked, and added, "Help me pick it up."

Xu Che: "Your father."

The sound of water inside stopped, Xu Che's fingers were hanging on whether to connect or not, waiting for him to choose, the door opened, Han Yucheng was surrounded by a bath towel, the water on his body had not dried yet, One hand brushed up the broken hair that fell on his forehead, full of Alpha's sexy.

"Give it to me," he said.

Xu Che put the phone in his hand, and Han Yucheng answered the phone.

"Dad."

His dad said a few words over there and asked him to go back today. They have something to talk to him about. The holiday will start tomorrow, so his dad knows he will have time.

Han Yucheng raised his hand, hooked the back of Xu Che's neck, leaned in and kissed his mouth, Xu Che did not move, afraid of making a sound that the person on the other side of the phone could hear.

And he heard what the person on the other end said.

After that, Han Yucheng let go of Xu Che and said, "Got it."

He hung up and put the phone aside.

"Where are you going on vacation?" Han Yucheng asked.

Xu Che: "In the dormitory."

Han Yucheng: "Go to my place."

Xu Che: "Go...you?"

"Hmm."

"Inconvenient."

"Is there any inconvenience." Han Yucheng said.

"Admiral and Mrs. Han..."

"I don't live with them."

Xu Che: "…"

Han Yucheng looked at him innocently: "I won't do anything to you, Professor Xu."

Xu Che: "…"

I feel more and more what he will do.

"Is it okay to go to my boyfriend's house?" Han Yucheng said.

Listening to him uttering the word "boyfriend" personally, it was so natural, but extraordinarily intimate, Xu Che was stunned, his eyelashes trembled, and he replied, "Okay. "

Han Yucheng went back in the evening.

The living room was lit with lights, the busy father Han in the kitchen wore a pink apron and came out with food, Han Yucheng sat at the dining table, facing this feast, fell into contemplation, as if facing A grand banquet.

Afterwards, at the dining table, they were confronted by their parents. Han Yucheng didn't return home that night. They followed the clues and felt that Han Yucheng was in love.

Mother asked him if he had met a new Omega, or Beta at the academy, and father occasionally interjected a word or two.

Han Yucheng put down the bowl and admitted, "I have someone I like."

The table was quiet.

"Really? Which child? Do we know each other?" Mother Han asked.

Han Yucheng: "Wait... Let's talk when he wants to see you."

Father Han is also in a rare good mood.

The two of them know their own children best, they have a rough temperament, and they don't know how to pity Omega. , they once worried about his life events.

Mother Han said not in a hurry, "You have to treat others well."

Han Yucheng nodded: "I will."

When he left, Mother Han also brought him a box of things and asked him to take them to his partner.

Han Yucheng got into the car and sent a message to the subject.

【Han Yucheng: Are you asleep? 】

[Xu Che: No. 】

Xu Che sat at the table and looked at the night outside.

The parents of the Han family and the parents of the Xia family want to match Han Yucheng and Xia Yisi, he knows a thing or two, this time he can't help thinking too much.

The phone lights up.

【Han Yucheng: Can I come and pick you up? 】

[Han Yucheng: Boyfriend. 】

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