First Love Choose Me, I'm Super Sweet

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 - I Kissed Gently

Lou Cheng was absent-minded throughout the dinner. Piggy saw him biting the straw dazedly, and reminded him: “Brother Cheng, drink less Coke, it will kill your sperm.”

“I like it! Why do you care?” Lou Cheng kicked dissatisfiedly. I have enough money to be concerned about killing sperm.

He really doesn’t like to drink carbonated beverages. It is not because of killing sperm, but because it is not good for the body. Lou Cheng began to bite the straw all the way through after two or three sips, biting the straw flat. He secretly glanced at Ding Xuerun from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ding Xuerun noticed his snooping but said nothing. He lowered his head and ate quietly. He stopped after two sips and stopped touching the glass.

Lou Cheng’s motorcycle was parked outside, and the team members rode their motorcycles home. The rest of the group was drunk and had to hail a taxi to get home.

Li Dong, who lived near the school. He directly asked Ding Xuerun: “Are you returning to school? If that’s the case, we can share a taxi.”

“Well, I’ll go back to school.”

Li Dong stood on the side of the road and gestured to stop a taxi.

“He won’t go with you,” Lou Cheng said domineeringly, pushing the motorcycle out, “but he will go with me.”

Li Dong was surprised and confused as he looked at his motorcycle: “Lou Cheng, don’t you plan to go back by a motorcycle today?”

“Yeah, I’ll take him home.” Lou Cheng confidently said in the unbelievable eyes of others as he smoothly placed the helmet and trophy he won in today’s game into Ding Xuerun’s arms. “However you look at it, I only have one spot on my motorcycle. Stop looking, I’m not going to take you.”

Until Ding Xuerun got on the motorcycle, his teammates and younger brother exchanged shocked looks.

Because everyone knows that Lou Cheng’s motorcycle is never used to take passengers, and there is no exception.

“In order to hold top student’s thighs, Brother Cheng can be so generous now?”

Ding Xuerun pretended not to know this rule and naturally said goodbye to others. He sat in the back seat of the motorcycle, holding the trophy in one hand and Lou Cheng’s waist in the other. Lou Cheng was afraid that Ding Xuerun would be thrown off if he rode too fast, so he kept the motorcycle’s speed under control.

When they arrived home, Lou Cheng took a Chinese essay and a book titled “Full Score Composition for College Entrance Examination” and said, “Runrun, teach me how to write a composition.”

“Sure, sit here.” Ding Xuerun took two cushions from beneath the coffee table. On the coffee table, there is a table lamp, and a large pile of snow-white materials is reflected in the orange light.

Lou Cheng sat cross-legged next to him with a book in his arms. In fact, he wasn’t in the mood to study and simply wanted to be near him.

Ding Xuerun found a few more classic essay topics, hand-written on A4 paper, and asked Lou Cheng, “How would you write this topic?”

The first composition question is a material composition, in which the father made a phone call on the highway and did not listen to the child’s reminder, and the child eventually called the police. The father was criticized and educated by the police.

This is a standard composition question. “You can broaden your perspective and write a letter to the police, daughter, or father,” Ding Xuerun suggested.