Chapter 887

A Zhao looks at Tang Zhou for a long time.

Tang Zhou was seen as nervous.

Just now, the momentum of speaking out the inner confession is gone.

He thought, I have finished what I want to say and what I can say.

Now, wait for a result.

"Close your eyes." He heard the girl in his heart say so.

Close your eyes?

Tang Zhou closed his eyes according to a Zhao's words.

Then he felt a familiar breath approaching.

Very close, very close.

So close to him, with just a little movement, the two could lean together.

Tang Zhou's heart suddenly beat violently.

He didn't move.

Or, he was too nervous to move.

A soft thing gently brushed his face and then quickly backed away.

Tang Zhou's lips trembled and finally made a voice: "can I open my eyes?"

Stupid.

A voice was laughing in his ear.

Then Tang Zhou opened his eyes.

A Zhao sits by his side, watching him smile.

But without waiting for him to say anything, ah Zhao lay back and put his pillow on the lawn.

"I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep." She muttered.

She also ignored the tangzhou who had just been flustered by herself and closed her eyes.

Tang Zhou was really at a loss.

He looked blankly at the heartless girl in front of him.

She didn't give him a definite word or a good time.

When he smelled the wine, he would not really let him taste the taste of the wine.

He looked at ah Zhao for a long time.

After a while, Tang Zhou burst into laughter.

For the first time since he came into the world, he was so happy with his smile.

He reached out and touched his face, and then took a look at ah Zhao. He carefully lay down beside her.

Warm sunshine, falling on people, slowly are the taste of happiness.

Ah Zhao is not completely asleep at the moment.

But she wasn't really that sober again.

When you are half asleep and half awake, you can still feel the movement and stillness around you.

She felt a hand reach out quietly.

Once again, it's like touching your hand again, like shyness again.

Maybe it's intuition that knows who the people around him are, and a Zhao doesn't care about him.

After a while, the hand came out again.

Now it's back every day.

He carefully held her hand, as if he did not dare to force, so loose, with the unique taste of young people.

Ah Zhao is a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to open her mouth and scold: you fool, your palms are sweaty, do you know.

But I don't know why, she didn't open her mouth. She just turned a few thoughts in her mind and fell asleep.

……

When he wakes up, a Zhao feels crispy all over.

Such weather, a nap wake up, basically the bones are soft.

Tang Zhou didn't know when to wake up, so she sat by her side and took a book to read.

He sat in the position did not know coincidence or intentional, just for a Zhao block in the eyes of the sun.

Seeing her wake up, Tang Zhou's expression was very happy, but also a little shy: "Miss..."

He stopped and changed his address: "a Zhao?"

Seeing a Zhao did not have any reaction, acquiesced to this address, his face obviously showed joy: "a Zhao, you wake up."

A Zhao answered lazily and held out a hand at him.

Tang Zhou was stunned.

I don't understand what that means.