I Really Didn’t Want to Become a Scumbag

　　 "I don't want to show it to you!" Su Qianqian said coquettishly, and her little long leg in a pleated skirt hit Zhou Yuwen's leg directly.

　　 Zhou Yuwen looked at the white, long and tender jade legs, Zhou Yuwen asked, "What are you doing?"

　　Su Qianqian is actually a bit shy, but in order to make Zhou Yuwen change her mind, it can be said that she really fights, think about it, anyway, since childhood, Zhou Yuwen has not taken advantage of herself, it is nothing but alienation after high school.

　　 So Su Qianqian blushed and said, "Xiao Zhou, it's really itchy, you, will you scratch me?"

It’s not Zhou Yuwen’s style that I don’t touch the big beautiful legs. At any rate, Zhou Yuwen was also a net writer in his previous life. In fact, I really don’t understand why some writers just write and write, but Zhou Yuwen would not be like this. This is the true meaning of scumbag.

　　 "Are you really itchy?" Zhou Yuwen put his hand on Su Qianqian's thigh naturally.

a little cold.

　　 Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but reproached: "Don't wear skirts anymore, it's cold at night."

　　 "Then you help me cover it." With that, Su Qianqian leaned against Zhou Yuwen.

Su Qianqian discovered that Zhou Yuwen really changed after university. Before, Zhou Yuwen was uncut and sloppy, but since the university saw Zhou Yuwen, Zhou Yuwen has always been clean, fresh and refreshing, and he still smells good. The taste, Su Qianqian couldn't help but hit Zhou Yuwen.

　　 "Xiao Zhou, you smell so good," Su Qianqian said.

　　 "Hmm." Zhou Yuwen helped Su Qianqian scratch his leg and said, "Which is itchy?"

　　 Su Qianqian smiled at the corners of her mouth, and said shyly: "Itches everywhere."

　　 "Really?" Zhou Yuwen said, his hands started to test Su Qianqian's skirt.

　　 "You hate it!" Su Qianqian felt that Zhou Yuwen's hand was a bit dishonest, and immediately blushed and pushed Zhou Yuwen's hand away.

　　 Zhou Yuwen smiled, but didn't do anything else, he was in a tentative mentality.

　　 A few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon above my head is still as bright as ever.

　　Su Qianqian put one leg on Zhou Yuwen's leg and chatted with Zhou Yuwen. She asked Zhou Yuwen if she could sing "I Want You" again.

　　 Zhou Yuwen asked why.

　　 "I, I want to record it again. You sang before. There are videos on the Internet, but there are too many noises. I want you to sing a song specifically for me." Su Qianqian said.

　　 Zhou Yuwen said, another day, there is no guitar now.

　　 "It's okay, just sing a cappella." Su Qianqian acted like a baby.

　　 Zhou Yuwen thought for a while and said, "Then I'll sing it for a while."

　　 Zhou Yuwen sang a little softly.

　　 The wind blows this night~

　　 blowing too bleak~

　　 Where are you~

　　My bride~

　　 Su Qianqian listened, she was a little fascinated, she couldn't help but leaned in Zhou Yuwen's arms.

　　 "Zhou Yuwen, is this song specially written for me?" Su Qianqian asked.

　　 "Huh?" Zhou Yuwen was taken aback, but he didn't expect Su Qianqian to say that.

Su Qian blushed and said shyly: "You don't need to hide it from me, Jiang Ting told me, she said, you obviously prepared this song long ago, then you used to, except for me, still liked it. Girl, it must be written for me, and guitar, you don’t tell me when you learn guitar! Alas! You are so stupid! If you tell me when you confess, maybe, maybe I will agree! "

　　 Zhou Yuwen was a little embarrassed when he heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

　　 "Xiao Zhou, do you think this song was written for me?" Su Qianqian asked.

　　 "Maybe." Zhou Yuwen said lightly, the main song is really difficult to explain, it can't be said that it appeared out of thin air, then it should be written for Su Qian.

　　 Su Qianqian was even more happy when Zhou Yuwen admitted.

　　 "Xiao Zhou, go home on November, shall I go to your house for dinner?" Su Qianqian asked.

　　 Zhou Yuwen said: "Well, you can come if you want. It's not that you haven't been here."

　　 "Hate, it's different this time!"

　　 Zhou Yuwen looked at the time: "Your dormitory is about to close, shall we go in first?"

　　 "Time flies so fast..."

"Ok."

　　 Zhou Yuwen sent Su Qianqian to the door of the dormitory. Su Qianqian was reluctant to give up to Zhou Yuwen and wanted to remind Zhou Yuwen to take the initiative, but he didn't know how to say it.

This Su Qianqian has always been a proud little princess. It was too difficult for her to take the initiative to show her favor to Zhou Yuwen. So when Su Qianqian returned to the dormitory, she blushed and gave Zhou Yuwen a hint: "Xiao Zhou! Do you still want me to be your girlfriend?"

　　 "I can't pass the postgraduate exam." Zhou Yuwen said.

　　 "No! Well, if you write another song for me, then I promise you!" Su Qian raised his head slightly and said playfully.

　　"Oh, then I will work hard~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Zhou Yuwen said with a smile.

　　 "Well! No matter what you write, I will agree! And immediately!" Su Qianqian said.

　　 "Okay, you can go in."

　　 Su Qianqian reluctantly entered the dormitory building, but the deer crashed in her heart. Is this suggestion obvious enough?

　　 So, Su Qianqian just hummed like this and happily returned to the dormitory.

　　 Qiao Linlin combed her hair over there: "Oh, the beautiful lady is back from a date!"

　　 Jiang Ting looked up at Su Qianqian, Su Qianqian with a little pride: "I told Zhou Yuwen, as long as he writes another song for me, then I promise him!"

　　 "Why don't you agree now?" Jiang Ting was a little curious what Su Qianqian thought.

Su Qianqian pouted her mouth, returned to her bed and sat down. She said, "My mother told me that it is too easy to be obtained by a man and will not be cherished. Therefore, I still have to test him! Besides, he can I wrote "I Want You", and it's not difficult to write another song, isn't it?"

Jiang Ting really thinks that Su Qianqian is sick, and the illness is not mild, but to be honest, Jiang Ting really envy Su Qianqian, if, Jiang Ting thinks, even if there is only one day, Zhou Yuwen is like Su Qianqian. How good should you be to yourself?

　　 Jiang Ting picked up the phone and took a look at the chat history with Zhou Yuwen. To be honest, she rarely chats online, so naturally, she can't talk. She doesn't know how to hold Zhou Yuwen.

　　 Qiao Linlin over there was going to chat with Su Qianqian with a look of envy and said, ah, really envy, I really want Zhou Yuwen to write me a song!

　　 "Zhou Yuwen doesn't like you again, why write a song for you!" Su Qianqian said disdainfully with a little pride.

　　 Qiao Linlin said: "Then what if Yuwen Zhou likes me?"

　　 "Dreaming!"