Chapter 15 015 Primary School Students
The black packaging bag lay quietly in Xue Yi's fair palm, forming a strong contrast.
Yu Zeyuan stretched out his hand, his fingertips inevitably brushing against her warm skin. At that moment, it was like an electric current passing through his heart, and his heart suddenly throbbed. To hide his panic, he roughly grabbed the wafer and mumbled, "Thank you."
Xue Yi just curled the corners of her lips slightly and turned to help Liu Maosheng organize the presentation equipment.
While Liu Maosheng was cleaning up, he whispered to Xue Yi, "This little Yu is a good seedling."
He has lived for most of his life, met countless people, and has always been good at judging people.
Xue Yi didn't stop his movements and asked casually, "What do you mean?"
Liu Maosheng looked at Yu Zeyuan standing nearby. "He has a strength, a tenacity that refuses to give up. It's hidden deep, but it can't be suppressed. No matter how hard it was today, he didn't neglect his work."
Xue Yi followed his gaze.
Apart from being a bit handsome and trying to be cool, I really don't see anything special about him.
Yu Zeyuan seemed to notice the gaze and subconsciously straightened his back.
Could it be that she, like those women, was captivated by her own charm?
He suddenly felt proud, raised his chin slightly, and changed to a more handsome standing posture.
How childish.
Xue Yi only looked at it for a second before looking away and said lightly, "Maybe."
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when the group returned to the company. After a busy day, everyone was exhausted.
Yu Zeyuan felt irritated when he thought about having to squeeze into that damn subway. He took out his mobile phone and opened the second-hand app. The seller he had consulted in the morning finally responded.
Yzy02: [Can it be a little less? ]
Loves latte: [Hey, this is a 23-year-old BMW G310! 18,000, the lowest price, not a penny less!]
Xue Yi changed back into casual clothes and came out of the locker room, only to see Yu Zeyuan still standing there playing with his phone.
"You're not leaving?"
He raised his head and quickly put his phone back into his pocket, "You go first, I have something to take care of."
Xue Yi didn't ask any more questions, but just reminded him before leaving: "Remember the eighth rule."
Seeing her figure disappear at the door, Yu Zeyuan took out his mobile phone and tapped the screen quickly with his fingertips.
Yzy02: [I only have 15,000 on hand right now. If it's okay, we can trade in person tonight.]
Love to drink latte: [……]
Loves latte: [Okay! I'll send you the address.]
The transaction took place somewhere near a park.
The seller was a young man in his early twenties with dyed brown hair. Next to him was a black, stylish motorcycle.
"Alas, if I wasn't so tight on cash lately, I really wouldn't want to sell it..." The young man patted the car body, his tone full of reluctance. "The whole car has no scratches at all, almost like new, and all the documents are complete. Would you like to try it?"
Yu Zeyuan walked forward, carefully inspected the car, then lifted his long legs and sat on it.
The motorcycle engine emitted a low roar.
He circled around twice, feeling the stability and handling of the car.
After confirming that everything was correct, the two of them exchanged money for the goods.
Yu Zeyuan looked at the motorcycle he had just received and couldn't wait to put on his helmet and step on the accelerator.
The black motorcycle shot through the night like an arrow from a bow. The wind whistled through my helmet, and the vibrations of the engine spread through my body. At this moment, I felt an unprecedented sense of joy.
Finally, I don’t have to endure that damn subway anymore!
But... he twitched the corner of his mouth in self-mockery.
In this way, I really became a poor boy in the true sense of the word.
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Xue Yi had just put on a black facial mask and was about to go back to her room when the doorbell in the living room rang.
She walked over to open the door and glanced at the clock on the wall - 21:55.
This kid really has a very accurate time.
As the door opened, Yu Zeyuan was obviously frightened by the dark face in front of him and took half a step back.
He calmed himself down, then picked up the plastic bag in his hand and shook it: "I bought some fruit, do you want some?"
The bag is filled with blueberries and lychees.
Xue Yi was wearing a facial mask and was not able to speak. She waved her hands to indicate that she didn't want to eat.
Yu Zeyuan didn't care. He walked into the kitchen humming a song and went to wash the fruit.
He seemed in a good mood? No, he seemed very happy.
With curved peach blossom eyes and a smile on his lips, he exudes the youthful vitality unique to teenagers.
It’s not bad to admire the beautiful boy before going to bed.
Xue Yi curled the corners of her mouth slightly, turned around and went back to her room, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, she walked out of the bedroom and was surprised to find Yu Zeyuan already sitting on the sofa, neatly dressed, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
The black jacket and jeans make him look tall and straight, adding a touch of coolness.
After Xue Yi finished washing up and went out, Yu Zeyuan immediately followed her and walked into the elevator together.
In the narrow space, he raised his arm as if intentionally or unintentionally, and a shiny object dangled between his index finger. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a brand new key.
The elevator descended smoothly to the first floor.
As soon as the door opened, Yu Zeyuan couldn't wait to stretch out his long legs and walked out first.
This guy is acting weird so early in the morning.
Xue Yi had just walked a few steps out of the unit door when he heard a loud bang and the low roar of an engine coming from far away.
A stylish all-black motorcycle did a beautiful drift and braked suddenly in front of her, its tires rubbing against the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
“Ahem…”
Xue Yi frowned slightly and waved his hand.
The rider's long legs firmly supported the ground and his movements were smooth and efficient.
He pushed open the transparent visor of his helmet, revealing his overly delicate face.
Yu Zeyuan's eyes were filled with undisguised pride. He looked at her with sparkling eyes and said, "I won't accompany you to squeeze into the subway today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he twisted the accelerator with his wrist.
With the engine roaring again, the black motorcycle reflected a dazzling luster in the sunlight and quickly disappeared at the end of the sight.
Xue Yi stood there in a daze, the morning breeze brushing across her cheeks.
so.
He dressed up nice and handsome early in the morning and waited for her to leave the house, just to show off this motorcycle?
Is he an elementary school student?
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