Buy him a bracelet

The expressions on the two people's faces were different, but the same thing was that with their current identities, no one could stop it and could only watch Song Yu nod in agreement.

"Alright." Song Yu put away his phone, completely unaware of the two people's thoughts. He said to Xie Yunchao and Lan Lin who were still standing nearby, "If you're fine, leave. If you keep standing at the table, it'll be difficult for the aunt to serve the food."

Song Yu waved to Xu Qiao and said, "We're leaving first. Take your time eating." After that, he turned around and left. Lan Lin kept trying to take Song Yu's phone to see the man's circle of friends.

After the few people left, Xu Qiao stood up with an empty bowl.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Qiao's cold voice came, "Change to a dish without cilantro."

"......" What a joke! Li Yu pushed his plate of condiments in front of him. It happened that he loved coriander, so he didn't have to stand up.

Xu Qiao sat down while Li Yu dipped his chopsticks into the pot of meat. Seeing him come back, he gestured to his phone, "Your phone just rang. Is it a message from the professor? He needs some data tomorrow and might be asking about your progress."

The meat on the chopsticks gradually became cooked. Li Yu scooped it into the bowl and took a few bites before realizing that the great god sitting opposite him hadn't moved. "Why are you..."

"Oh my god, why are you laughing at the professor's message?" Li Yu was shocked. How could he laugh at that?

Xu Qiao put away his smile and put his phone on the table. "It's not the professor's news."

"Who is that?"

"No one."

Li Yu lowered his head to eat the meat without interest. Xu Qiao picked up his phone and read the message he had just received again.

[Song Yu: Remember to wait for me on Sunday.]

He took a screenshot and saved it in his photo album.

-

Xu Qiao made an appointment with the classroom early and sent the classroom number to Song Yu. On Sunday, he arrived at the classroom very early and started copying the teaching materials he had made.

Not long after, Song Yu came, wearing a loose gray sweatshirt with a hood on his head. His long black hair stuck out from the brim of the hood and fluttered in the air, occasionally revealing a bit of his fair and delicate jaw when he moved. As soon as he came, he sat down on the table, resting his elbows on the table and covering his eyes with his slender white fingers, looking like he had a headache and was still half asleep.

"Didn't you have breakfast?" Xu Qiao asked while sorting out the materials at hand and looking at the person below who seemed to have fallen asleep immediately.

The man below, who was almost curled up in a ball of sleep, shook his head slowly. His originally clear voice was a little hoarse due to waking up early. "No, is there anything I can give you for food?"

There was a light sound of footsteps on the podium. Even with his eyes closed, Song Yu could still feel the person walking to his left. "There's only butter bread and milk. Do you want some?"

She never liked eating anything with a strong smell in the morning, so these two items were exactly what she wanted. Then someone stuffed a bag of warm milk into her hands and said, "Eat first, and then we'll start."

Xu Qiao was standing there debugging the equipment. When he was still in Lu Township, he had already reviewed Yaya's learning situation with her and developed a special study plan based on her learning situation. This week, Xu Qiao was preparing lessons almost every night and was very well prepared.

Although it was a sudden idea at the time, he was not without tutoring experience. On the contrary, he had been tutoring people to earn extra money since high school. Some teachers with less experience might not be as good as him.

He sent a message to Yaya, asking her to let him know whenever she was ready.

The girl had changed from a sitting position to a lying position in the audience. Yaya was about to start at any moment, and Xu Qiao went off the stage to remind her to prevent Song Yu from falling asleep. At this time, Yaya sent a message saying that there was a problem with her network and she needed to wait a while. Xu Qiao simply let her sleep for a while.

Song Yu didn't expect that she would fall asleep directly on the table. She drank a cup of milk tea from a well-known brand last night, which probably contained a ton of caffeine. She lay stiffly on the bed and barely fell asleep at four in the morning. She was woken up by the alarm clock at eight this morning. She vaguely thought she had seen heaven.

The hood on her head blocked most of the light, causing her to fall asleep faster. However, her sleep was not very restful. There seemed to be mosquitoes flying around her face, and the breeze brought by the flapping of their wings blew on her face, making it a little itchy.

She buried her face in the hood, and the breeze on her face disappeared, but the mosquitoes moved to her lips. The wind was cautious, light and slow, with a hint of imperceptible warmth.

"Ding." The sudden sound rang out in the quiet classroom. Song Yu was startled and slowly opened his eyes with a frown.

In the light from the window, her glass-bead-like tea-brown pupils moved slowly around, and her gaze focused on the man sitting next to her with his sleeves rolled up and his eyes lowered, staring intently at the computer. She seemed to be half asleep and didn't know where she was. After a while, she propped herself up and touched the mobile phone next to her.

"Yaya said her internet connection is not good and asked us to wait for a while." Xu Qiao explained to her.

Song Yu nodded and said, "Then I'll go out and make a phone call first."

"Um."

"Are you feeling unwell?" Why is there so much sweat on your face?

"fine."

Song Yu stood up with his phone in hand and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. I'm not a black-hearted landlord and I won't deduct your money."

After Song Yu left, the straight shoulders of the man who was standing side by side finally relaxed a little. He slumped his shoulders and slumped over the table. In the quiet classroom, the only sound that could be heard was his thunderous heartbeat, again and again. His fair ears were now flushed bright red. He slowly exhaled and was almost discovered.

The subsequent teaching went exceptionally smoothly. Xu Qiao had already figured out Yaya's weaknesses beforehand and focused on teaching her those weak points. Yaya was very happy in this class. Xu Qiao broke down almost every knowledge point and taught her many targeted questions by analogy.

After the class, it was Song Yu who was tired. She finally understood why simultaneous interpreters charged so much. This job was really tiring. Fortunately, Yaya could hear her. She had to teach Xu Qiao the sign language as soon as possible, otherwise she would be exhausted before Yaya finished the exam.

The original plan was to give Ya Ya extra lessons in the morning and Song Yu to teach Xu Qiao sign language in the afternoon, but this would stretch the time too much. Secondly, too long a teaching time is also not conducive to learning efficiency. In the end, both tasks were carried out in the morning, with each taking up two hours.

It is obvious that Xu Qiao is a good teacher, but Song Yu may not be. Sign language is a language, and it is simply a mystery to Xu Qiao who has no foundation in it, so the difficulty of teaching can be seen.

So Song Yu decided to do it himself. He dragged a stool and sat face to face with Xu Qiao, making sure Xu Qiao could see his every move clearly.

At the beginning, she was able to teach seriously and methodically, explaining while demonstrating the movements to Xu Qiao, and adjusting Xu Qiao's movements from time to time.

But not long after, she began to lose focus unconsciously, her eyes always fixed on the pair of hands in front of her, which looked particularly strong and broad due to years of exercise. The skin was fair, with a hint of light pink on the joints. There were a few beautiful blue veins protruding on the back of the hands, and there were calluses on the palms, which she had just touched.

I have to admit that in addition to his body, even this man's hands are very sexy.

"What are you thinking about?" Xu Qiao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Do you usually wear a bracelet?" Realizing what she had blurted out, Song Yu's eyes widened instantly. She stared blankly at the calm pair of eyes in front of her. For a moment, she almost thought that the messy thoughts in her mind had been seen through.

"What did you say?" Xu Qiao seemed not to hear clearly.

She shifted her gaze to her hands in a panic and smiled awkwardly, "Nothing, I was distracted for a moment."

"Why don't we just stop here today?" Song Yu laughed twice. "Look, it's almost time for dinner."

Xu Qiao glanced down at his hands, then nodded. "Okay, let's have dinner together?"

"No, no, I have an appointment. Let's do it next time." Song Yu took two steps back, then walked away quickly with his bag on his back as if he was escaping.

In the classroom, Xu Qiao was packing his things slowly and methodically. He held his hands up in the sunlight, and his slender fingers took on a strange soft glow under the light.

Like, his hands?

Song Yu ran back to the dormitory with her bag on her back as if someone was chasing her. She put down the bag and drank a large glass of water. It took her a long time to calm down.

She took out her computer and planned to do something to distract herself from her complicated thoughts. However, she was staring at the movie on the screen absent-mindedly. Her eyes kept unconsciously moving to the hands of the characters in the play. There was only one thought in her mind: Xu Qiao's hands were not as pretty as hers.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she shook her head violently. What was she thinking?!

After a while, she quietly turned off the movie, opened the search box and started searching for hand control collections. She didn't believe that there were no hands more beautiful than Xu Qiao's.

But after looking for a long time, she always felt that something was missing. This finger was not long enough, that finger was not symmetrical enough, and those with moles on the hands were also disliked by her. After picking and choosing, it was the beautiful hand accessories that attracted her attention, such as rings, bracelets, and bracelets.

When Lan Lin returned to the dormitory, he saw Song Yu sitting in his seat, supporting his face with one hand, staring intently at the computer screen.

"What are you looking at?" She asked casually, hanging her bag aside. Seeing that Song Yu didn't react, she simply walked over to take a look. As soon as she looked over, she was shocked by the hands all over the screen. "Hey, when did you become a hand control?"

Song Yu turned around, pulled her and said eagerly, "You're back, come and help me see which bracelets look good." As he spoke, he showed his computer screen to Lan Lin.

Lan Lin looked at the shopping cart filled with all kinds of rings and bracelets, was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you going to buy out the entire store?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Song Yu asked with bright eyes, "Aren't these bracelets and rings beautiful?"

"It's very beautiful." Lan Lin picked up the computer and pointed at the number 56 that appeared in the upper right corner of her homepage's delivery icon. She said in a cryptic way, "There are so many of these... men's bracelets with names on them. You should buy them all for yourself."

Song Yule retorted subconsciously, "Of course not... I gave..." Halfway through her words, she suddenly reacted.

Am I mentally ill?!