A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 463 Huo Yan's Neurosis

Zhuang Zhoucheng and his companions returned to Kyoto the next afternoon. Huo Yan stayed in the villa for a while. Perhaps he was a little carsick, so he lay on the sofa without moving.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's left arm cannot move, so many things are not so convenient for him.

I really didn't think so much when I was impulsive, but I felt a little regretful afterwards.

Look, I can’t even hug this girl.

"If you don't feel well, go to school tomorrow, okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng half-knelt beside her, and gently pushed away the hair covering her face with his right hand.

"don't want……"

Huo Yan's eyelids slowly opened when Zhuang Zhoucheng squatted beside him, and closed again after a while.

Zhuang Zhoucheng squatted beside her for a while, then stood up and called Guomu.

Soon someone from Guomu came over and brought a bottle of medicine.

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked Huo Yan to apply some on his temples, which might make him feel better.

Huo Yan sat up, and Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and pinched her face.

"Be good, huh?"

Huo Yan pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away and glanced at the fruit tree. Someone was blocking the way!

"Hate it! Stop pinching me!"

Feeling a little pain, she pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away, tilted her body, and fell back on the sofa.

"Go to sleep for a while and I'll take you to school." Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke softly beside her, and when he raised his eyes, he signaled Guomu that she could leave.

Guomu walked out of the door silently.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand. This little thing was in a bad mood again and nothing he did was good.

"do not do it……"

He got up again and said, "I'm going to school, Zhuang Zhoucheng, just let Lu Zeng take me there, you don't have to go."

He couldn't use his left arm and couldn't drive.

He stood up, pulled the suitcase himself, and put on his backpack.

Zhuang Zhoucheng also stood up and stood beside her, tidied her clothes, and then said:

"I don't have anything to do today, I'll take you there."

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over and bit her face, "Silly..."

"How can I be stupid? Stop talking to me like that." Huo Yan muttered in resistance.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled her into his arms, gently hugged her and asked:

"You're happy with me, right?"

"Yes, yes! I'm leaving."

Completely ignoring Zhuang Zhoucheng's warmth.

He pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng away and walked out directly.

She walked with her bag on her back in a rather proud manner.

Zhuang Zhoucheng walked behind, pulling her green suitcase. The little Filipino maid asked Huo Yan at the door:

"Miss, you just came back and you want to leave again?" She said it quite aggrievedly.

"I have to go to class."

Huo Yan held the little Filipino maid's hand and kissed it, then imitated Zhuang Zhoucheng, gently patted the little Filipino maid's shoulder, rubbed her hair, and then looked at her with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng, who followed behind, was slightly stunned when he saw her series of actions, and shouted with a gloomy face:

"Huo Yan!"

"what--"

Huo Yan screamed like a lunatic, smiled at the little Filipino maid, and then ran away.

The young maid took a step back and said, "Mr. Zhou..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at the little Filipino maid and walked out with the box.

What was Zhuang Zhoucheng thinking?

Young men wouldn't let her get close, and young women had to be wary too. People these days have some dirty thoughts...

Anyway, Zhuang Zhoucheng was not so happy anymore, behind Huo Yan.

Huo Yan was probably a little neurotic, or maybe all women were neurotic sometimes, and for some reason they wanted to go crazy and act wild.

For example, now, Huo Yan is raising his foot to step on the golden tiger on the side!

But he was afraid of being stabbed again, so he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet beside the golden tiger!

"Why did you stab me? I'm going to crush you to death!"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face instantly turned dark. This little lunatic...

The golden barrel cactus is a round, thorny cactus as big as a head.

She was walking without looking and was pricked by a thorn, but now she is like a madman, threatening the ball.

"Yan'er!" Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep voice.

I admire her. She is so energetic.

As Zhuang Zhoucheng approached, Huo Yan suddenly turned around and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng and said:

"It pierces me, Zhuang Zhoucheng, help me step on it!"

As expected, Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyebrows rose high, and he pinched her face:

"It's just sitting there, not moving. If you don't provoke it, it'll sting you. Is your skin itchy?"

Huo Yan reached out to pull the box, and Zhuang Zhoucheng put his hand on her shoulder and said in a serious voice:

"Crazy and mad, how ugly is that?"

Huo Yan nodded, turned around and kicked the flowerpot, then ran away quickly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face turned completely black at this moment, and he felt helpless.

Lu Zeng had already come in, and Huo Yan ran directly towards Lu Zeng's car.

Lu Zeng started the car, turned around and looked at Huo Yan, a little stunned. Is this girl crazy?

"Lu Zeng, let's go quickly, before we wait for Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Huo Yan got into the car and closed the door directly, leaving Lu Zeng stunned.

What?

Lu Zeng glanced sideways at the old man walking over and quickly opened the trunk.

"What did she say?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked as he put the box behind him.

Lu Zeng was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that the old man would care about such trivial matters.

After thinking for a while, he said truthfully:

"Miss Huo Yan said she's leaving first and won't wait for you..."

It was impossible for a grown man like Lu Zeng to learn such witty words, so he just managed to express the meaning.

Zhuang Zhou laughed out loud, this little thing.

After getting in the car, Huo Yan leaned towards him.

"What are you laughing at?" Huo Yan said in a muffled voice.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held her hand, squeezing it gently and heavily, his eyes fixed on her face:

"I'm laughing at your silly look."

Huo Yan looked up at him, humming with displeasure.

When they arrived at school, Huo Yan got off the car directly and Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled him down.

"Under the mouth."

Huo Yan turned back, hugged his neck, kissed his lips twice, and jumped out of the car.

"Ms. Huo Yan, do you need me to take it in?" Lu Zeng took out her suitcase and bag and asked her.

Huo Yan shook his head: "No, no, it's better to keep a low profile. I'm leaving now."

He waved to Lu Zeng, and when he turned around, Lu Zeng pointed at the old man sitting inside the car.

Huo Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, waved at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and left.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was surprised, because this girl never looked back at him.

Huo Yan entered the school. Regardless of whether the two girls from the Department of Architecture achieved a ranking or not, it was an honor to represent Kyoto City to participate in the competition in Hong Kong.

The Minister of Education personally expressed his appreciation and gave Kyoto University a signature.

The general meaning is to educate people and bring honor to the school.

The teachers in the Department of Architecture were quite happy and felt that the students had brought honor to them and the department.

The students themselves weren't a big deal, so when Ali and Huo Yan returned to school, there wasn't much of a stir. Aside from a ten-minute conversation with the teacher, nothing had changed.

Just returned to school, Ali treated the whole dormitory to dinner in the evening.

When crossing the overpass, Ali kept looking back, giving him a very unpleasant feeling, as if he was being followed.