Our Secret (Secret In The Lattice)

Chapter 133

    The end of the semester  is a winter vacation of more than one month.

    The night before the holiday, Zhou Si Yue suddenly said that he would invite Lou Feng and Ban Jiayu to dinner. Ding Xian had the final say. The two of them had determined that the relationship had not invited them to dinner yet, and Zhou Si Yue had been busy recently. Without touching the ground, every time Lou Feng mentioned this matter, she would just find a reason to refuse, also because she was afraid that Zhou Si Yue would become unaccustomed to this social style.

    Unexpectedly, he offered to have a meal with Lou Feng.

    "Actually, you don't have to deliberately... go, they will understand." Ding Xian is not used to Zhou Si Yue's more deliberately trying to please someone. She likes him, but she doesn't want him to change himself because of her.

    Zhou Si Yue was sitting cross-legged on the ground, placing a computer and a circuit board while testing and recording data. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at her funny, "What am I going to do? Just have a meal, I've asked Yuan Fang to book a position."

    "Senior Brother Yuan Fang, too?"

    Zhou Si Yue leaned sideways, tapped twice quickly on the keyboard with his slender fingers, unscrewed a screw on the circuit board, and nodded. Said: "Well, there is also Old Cao."

    Ding Xian felt like she wanted to see his mother's family.

    "Why are they so empty?" She squatted on the ground and murmured to him.

    Zhou Si Yue looked up at her and snorted: "Empty? I specially made time to satisfy their curiosity."

    Ding Xian had a flattered expression, a little embarrassed: "This... don't have to be so curious, Cao. Brother Yuanfang is curious and I can understand. Why is Brother Yuanfang still so curious, and I am not unfamiliar with him."

    Zhou Si Yue suddenly stopped his movements and raised his hand to touch her head.

    "You don't know yet?"

    "What?"

    "Lou Feng is chasing Senior Brother Yuan. Old Cao bet with Yuan Fang that Lou Feng must be myopic."

    Ding Xian's chin was about to fall, "Lou Feng is chasing Senior Brother Yuan?"

    Zhou Si Yue nodded.

    "Why don't I know?"

    Don't say she doesn't know. Few people really know about this. Even Ban Jiayu, who mixes with Lou Feng every day, doesn't know. Lou Feng herself said it on a whim that day. Mouth, it's probably because Ding Xian, who has been in love recently, is stimulating and wants to fall in love.

    It happened to be sending a text message to Yuan Fang, and she asked casually, "Brother Yuan, are you going home during the winter vacation?" 
    Yuan Fang and Lou Feng happened to be fellow villagers. If the time happened to happen, the two of them would go back together, and then they said something about it. With a few ambiguous words, Yuan Fang told Cao Wenjun about this, saying that a girl was chasing after him in his freshman year.

    Cao Wenjun doesn't believe it, who can look at him so badly.

    After two visits, the two bet on it.

    "Isn't there another person in your dormitory, classmate Xiao Zhang? Isn't he coming?"

    Zhou Si Yue stood up with his legs, and stood up with the computer. "He went home one day earlier and couldn't make an appointment." After that, he turned the computer off. Putting it on the table, the person sat down, started a program run, and then leaned against the back of the chair, pulled Ding Xian on the side, pressed his lap, and put his hand on her waist, "I will be a few days later. Go to Guangdong."

    She thought of the southern town where his parents lived, and asked in a low voice, "Shall we go to see the uncles and aunts?"

    He leaned over, pressed his warm chest on her back, and took a cigarette back. He leaned back again, leaned lazily on the back of the chair with his legs open, lit the cigarette with his cigarette, hummed, handed it, spit out the mist, and threw the lighter back on the table.

    He leaned back on the chair, and looked at her deeply and lazily with hooked eyes.

    Thinking of his parents, she felt sorry for him again, turned her arms around his neck with both hands, and hugged his head distressedly, "Well, I'll wait for you to come back."

    With a soft sentence, she waited for him to come back and almost defeated him. The more Zhou Si Yue couldn't bear her well-behaved and obedient state, he always felt that he was wronging her.

    He put one hand on her waist, and the other hand holding the cigarette, lifted it slightly, touched the back of her head, and stroked it in relief.

    The room was quiet, the lights were faint, and there was only one program running buzzingly on the table.

    Others were sitting on a chair, and the girl was sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck. The more Zhou Si Yue held half a puff of his cigarette, leaned against her ear, and suddenly kissed her earlobe, and the smoke disappeared.

    Ding Xian trembled all over.

    Men grow up in this aspect, and it's bad, so they go wherever they are sensitive.

    Zhou Si Yue touched Ding Xian's sensitive area two more times and became clear. He occasionally teased her deliberately, with a bad smile on her lips, waiting for her to surrender.

    Ding Xian , her arms around his neck the whole person weak, wanted to kiss him, blocked him down, shook his hand smoke, laughing:. "Smoke it,"   his slender fingers, joints clear, especially good-looking when sandwiched smoke Ding Xian patted his hand once. Lou Feng saw it and shouted: "Fuck, who is this bad boy?"

    Just looking at the photo, it was really bad.

    But unable to withstand the long, straight and patience of this hand, Lou Feng was completely reduced to Zhou Si Yue's stubborn fan, "I want to put this photo in the class group, I see who would dare to say that your Senior Brother Zhou is a wretched man. "

  "  Don't stop, don't don't, I still took a sneak shot, he knew it would be a beating."

    When he was discovered later, Ding Xian had slowly saved a mobile phone photo album of him, with various partial faces. Of... -->>