Chapter 1501

"Why, it's not what you think of me? Don't call me my net name. It sounds strange. My name is Ouyang Yu. Just call me Ouyang. "

Smell star to nod, straightforward compared OK, "become!"

While talking, they went out. Ouyang Yu opened the door, waited for her to get on the bus, and then sat in by herself.

He turned on the CD player, drew a Jason Mraz album and pushed it in.

Plane is his favorite song. It's not too slow. It's like telling a story that makes people want to cry. The sound is sad but not sentimental. It's a little The courage to despair.

"In other words, you are not afraid of being sold by me when a girl comes to meet netizens abroad?"

Wen Xing leaned on the back of the chair like no bones, and his eyes were a little confused.

"Sell it, maybe you can get an unexpected surprise."

For example, her meeting with LAN Cang.

Ouyang Yu took a look at her and felt that there were many things in the girl's heart. He lowered the window and lit a cigarette. He remembered that there was a lady sitting beside him, so he was pressed out again.

Unfortunately today, because of that man, his mood is a little irritable, and switched a song.

It's Eason Chan's all over the world insomnia.

Wen Xing feels that listening to this song at this time is pure self abuse.

She took a look at Ouyang Yu. He didn't know what he thought of. He was a little confused.

At this moment, his manner was in line with some of her impressions.

He pays attention to details in his photos, and can find things that ordinary people can't find. Wen Xing thinks he is a delicate and sensitive person with a little fragile in his heart.

She took a wet towel from her bag and handed it to her.

Ouyang Yu back to God, then casually wipe a, wet and cold, let him awake a little bit.

He stepped on the brake, on the smell star care eyes, some embarrassed smile.

"Sorry."

He seldom shows his emotions in front of others. Just now, he just lost control and thought of people he shouldn't have thought of.

Smell star shook his head, and he changed seats, "I'll drive."

On the Internet, she and Ouyang Yu have nothing to talk about, but rarely involve each other's love life.

They both had a tacit understanding and didn't mention it again. Wen Xing drove all the way to the college.

Ouyang helped her drag the box and looked around. "Do you live here?"

"Well."

She rented an apartment. She didn't find anyone to share it. It's very big and clean. It's very close to the college where she studied. It's about 300 meters' walk.

Ouyang put the box down, "it's very good. It's very close to my studio."

Wen Xing said with a light smile, "it's not. I specially found the house according to the location of your studio."

With a smile, Ouyang gouged out her eyes and began to help her pack up.

They talked and worked all the time, and soon they were almost finished.

"I'll go first. I'll take you to my place in a few days when you're settled."

"Thank you!"

Ouyang Yu left, smell star sitting on the sofa in a daze, mood as big space, empty panic.

Unconsciously, she had a sense of dependence on LAN Cang, leading to a sudden separation, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to LAN Cang.

[husband, I'm here. I'll report to the college tomorrow. I've left some vegetables in the refrigerator and sealed them with plastic wrap. Remember to eat them! 】

LAN Cang's information returns quickly.

[I saw it. I've already eaten it. I must pay attention to safety over there. 】

Wen Xing's eyes are astringent because of his short words.

[OK, keep in touch! 】