Chapter 61: Sweet sister?
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty, and her voice became softer: "Others... of course there are too."
If she gave it to He Xilou alone, her secret love for him would be too obvious and straightforward.
She still wants to quietly...
He Xilou's pleasant voice came through the headphones: "Besides the people in our dormitory, did you give it to anyone else?"
"Well, I gave it to a few of my good friends."
"Good friend," He Xilou repeated, paused for two seconds, and asked casually, "Male or female?"
“They are all girls.”
"Oh." His tone was a little cold.
Meng Shiyi said softly, "If you like, I can do it for you alone next time?"
He Xilou dragged out his tone, sounding both rude and mean: "Okay."
He said bluntly, "I'm always looking forward to this 'next time'."
“…”
It's just a polite remark, why do you take it seriously?
This man is truly a robber.
But when she thought of He Xilou eating what she made with her own hands, her empty heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment!
Meng Shiyi's eyes sparkled, and her eyebrows curved: "Then I'll go to sleep, good night~"
"Well, good night."
He Xilou hung up the phone, a faint smile on his lips, and opened the door from the balcony and walked in.
At the door, Lu Shijie was struck by lightning, staring at him as if he had seen a ghost, hesitating for a long time: "You, you..."
He Xilou glanced at him lazily, his voice tinged with disdain: "What? Are you secretly in love with me?"
Lu Shijie was planning to wash his socks, but when he opened the door, he found He Xilou standing outside making a phone call.
He also happened to hear the last words He Xilou said on the phone - good night.
That’s not the point!
The point is, Lu Shijie actually smelled a hint of doting from He Xilou from the words "good night", which were so ordinary.
What the hell! Who made He Xilou like this?
Lu Shijie felt like the sky was falling, and asked directly: "Xilou, who are you saying goodnight to? I've never seen you...become like this when you're in love with others."
After he finished speaking, the other two people in the dormitory also looked over.
He Xilou didn't feel guilty at all, his eyes passed over Meng Huaili lightly, and he smiled defiantly and wantonly:
"I'm talking to a sister."
Meng Huaili was puzzled: "Where did you get your sister?"
Jiang Yue directly exposed it: "Oh~ I understand, could it be her lover's sister?"
He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled unruly and unrestrainedly, and deliberately dragged out the ending tone:
"Sister? I guess so."
Lu Shijie had a slutty expression: "Yo yo yo, Brother Lou, you've become slutty~"
As the weather turns cooler, the leaves are quietly coated with a layer of golden color, and even the sun becomes gentle.
For the next week, Meng Shiyi didn't see He Xilou on campus. It was like two intersecting straight lines that never met again after leaving the intersection.
On Saturday afternoon, Meng Shiyi went to the literary club's team-building activity as planned. Before going out, she changed into an ordinary white thin sweater and jeans.
Senior Sister Jiang Yu smiled and put her arm around her shoulders: "Why do you look so beautiful today, junior sister?"
Jiang Yu was two years her senior. Ever since Lin Shuang dropped out of school to go abroad, she had been elected as the new vice president of the literature club and had fallen in love with Meng Shiyi at first sight.
She asked, "By the way, has the president sent you any more weird messages?"
Meng Shiyi shook her head, "Not recently."
Zhou Changyuan, the president of the literature club, is good-looking and calls himself a rich second-generation. He is always flattered by others and has a wide social circle and network of contacts.
At the beginning, he was extremely active on WeChat, always bombarding Meng Shiyi with messages, which had nothing to do with the club.
For example, what did he eat today, whether he slept well last night, what are his criteria for choosing a partner, and he even showed her his selfies...
In fact, this is also normal message content.
But what is abnormal is that Zhou Changyuan has a girlfriend.
Shouldn't you keep your distance from other women?
During daily activities, Meng Shiyi could feel that the other party was always trying to get close to her, but she always stayed away from him, with a strong sense of boundaries.
Jiang Yusong breathed, "That's good. Don't worry, with me here, he won't dare to approach you blatantly. Sister will protect you!"
Meng Shiyi buried herself in her arms affectionately, feeling a sense of security all over her body: "Yeah!"
The restaurant we went to for team building was recently opened. It has a unique technological style and romantic decoration.
Downstairs is a normal restaurant, and upstairs you can play board games, cards, script-killing games, etc. It is very suitable for college students' tastes. It became very popular right after it opened and has a lot of traffic.
There are about twenty people participating in this project activity, and almost all of them are here.
Meng Shiyi and Jiang Yu pushed open the door, leaving only two empty seats, both on Zhou Changyuan's left.
The moment the door was opened, Zhou Changyuan and several boys raised their heads and their eyes fell on Meng Shiyi at the same time.
Meng Shiyi's outfit today is simple, with her long dark hair gently draped over her body, and a thin beige sweater that perfectly accentuates her figure. Her skin is flawless and fair, and her clear and bright eyes are particularly beautiful.
Like a quiet and cool white camellia, it slowly blooms and emits a light and subtle fragrance.
Zhou Changyuan sat in the main seat, rolled his Adam's apple, and waved at her: "Sister Meng, this is the seat I specially reserved for you."
In public, a direct refusal would only make him look bad.
Meng Shiyi felt a little resistant and was about to refuse.
Jiang Yu plopped down next to Zhou Changyuan and casually flipped her hair. "I'm the vice president, so I should sit next to the president, right?"
After saying that, she secretly winked at Meng Shiyi.
Meng Shiyi gratefully sat in another empty seat next to Jiang Yu.
Zhou Changyuan glanced at Meng Shiyi but didn't say anything. He smiled gently on the surface, but his eyelashes covered the darkness in his eyes.
The waiters brought the dishes one after another.
Zhou Changyuan suddenly said, "Everyone, have a drink today to cheer yourself up. I'll pour it for you myself!"
Several boys followed suit, "Alright! Don't leave until you're drunk!"
"Okay, drink!" The girls didn't object.
After saying that, he opened the bottle and poured it in a circle from the right side.
By the time Meng Shiyi arrived, the wine had just run out, so he opened a new bottle.
Meng Shiyi met his dark eyes, instinctively sensed danger, and spoke softly:
"Boss, I won't drink anymore. I'm allergic to alcohol."
Being allergic to alcohol is fake, but not wanting to drink is real.
But Zhou Changyuan's tone suddenly turned serious: "It's just an allergy, can't you drink even a little bit? If you don't drink it, are you looking down on me?!"
A big hat is put on.
How can just refusing to drink be considered "looking down on him"?
I don’t know how the drinking culture became popular. Not only do leaders force students to drink, but even some students have become like this.
Several boys nearby also followed suit:
"That's right, you finally came out, why are you not happy about drinking?"
"It can't be fake, don't lie to us!"
Meng Shiyi smiled faintly, but her tone turned a little cold. "When I drink, my skin gets a rash. It's very serious and requires hospitalization. The president is so generous, he will surely understand me, right?"
If she hadn't missed many team-building activities, everyone would have asked her to come this time, otherwise she would not have been willing to participate.
Zhou Changyuan was suddenly speechless by her words and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
Jiang Yu directly picked up the drink bottle next to him and said half-jokingly:
"President Zhou, you're a grown man, don't bully girls. I happen to have a stomachache today because of my period, and I can't drink alcohol. Shiyi and I can just have a drink together."
Zhou Changyuan glanced at Jiang Yu and said, "Okay."
The dinner was quite pleasant; the food was indeed delicious. Meng Shiyi drank half a glass of drink; it was sour and sweet, and very addictive.
After dinner, everyone went upstairs to the game hall that they had reserved in advance to play Werewolf.
The game room is not very big, but it has everything: snacks and drinks, sofas and big screens, as well as various playing cards and board games.
No wonder this restaurant is doing so well, it really hits the spot for college students!
Everyone had a great time, the hall was filled with laughter and cheers, and time passed quickly.
In the middle of the process, Meng Shiyi suddenly felt a little dizzy and felt that something was wrong.
Even when going to the restroom, I went with Jiang Yu, and I felt very safe.
Another round of Werewolf started. Meng Shiyi leaned drowsily on the sofa next to her, shaking her head and saying, "I'm so sleepy. I don't want to play this game anymore."
"Huh?" Jiang Yu was also confused and muttered softly, "How strange, why am I feeling a little sleepy too?"
"Senior Jiang, why don't we go back early..."
She instinctively didn't want to stay here anymore.
Meng Shiyi sank into the sofa. After saying this, the light in front of her eyes became blurry and hazy, her brain was in chaos, and she found it difficult to think rationally.
She seemed to be completely unable to control herself and unconsciously closed her heavy eyelids.
She is really sleepy...
Wait until Meng Shiyi opened her eyes again in a daze.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but the entire noisy and lively room suddenly became empty and quiet, with a strange atmosphere.
Zhou Changyuan was the only one left in the game hall.
The man walked over step by step, his tall shadow looming over Meng Shiyi, his lips curved into a smile:
"Ms. Meng, you look drunk. How about I take you home?"
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