Zhou Ping had never felt so helpless in his life.
As for why it's not "powerless"?
Looking back at Shang Yan driving the tractor, he felt full of energy and could run for another five hundred years.
Why was Shang Yan chasing him in a tractor?
But Shang Yan is holding roses... are they for him?
I want to stop mentally, but my body doesn't want to at all!
Shang Yan was anxiously chasing after him in his tractor. He even wondered if the tractor was too loud and Zhou Ping hadn't heard him calling him.
019 was also anxious. Sitting on Shang Yan's shoulders, 019 started offering suggestions: "Why don't we drive into a small corner? Zhou Ping is probably shy. We can block him in a corner. I'll go check where the blind spot is."
【019 Why do I feel like you're even more excited than I am?】 Shang Yan keenly sensed 019's emotions.
How could 019 not be excited? 019 holds a grudge; it still remembers the time Zhou Ping locked it on the balcony.
Zhou Ping is being chased by Shang Yan, and he must want to stop but is also scared. 019 is too excited. Zhou Ping, the evil system is going to block all your paths!
019 flew directly into the sky, and the little white ball looked down at the street below. After looking around, it flew to Shang Yan's side.
[Drive Zhou Ping to the left. Yes, yes, there's no road on the left; it's a dead end.]
As Shang Yan passed by a stall, he swiped the stall owner's megaphone. Holding roses in one hand and turning on the megaphone with the other, he cleared his throat and called out to Zhou Ping from behind, "Zhou Ping, Zhou Ping, why did you run to the right? If you run to the right, I'm going to tell on you when I get home!"
"Zhou Ping, can you feel my love?"
Passersby turned to look. Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he didn't run to the right; he ran to the left.
019 also joined in the fun, its unusually excited electronic voice blaring as it climbed onto the loudspeaker and shouted with all its might, "Welcome everyone to the Street Office Channel!"
"Today's broadcast is about how to catch up with my lover. Everyone, give us a round of applause and cheers! You'll definitely catch up!"
Zhou Ping, who was running towards the corner, paused, turned his head with the flowers in his hand, his ears turning bright red, "Love...lover?"
The sound was very faint, still drowned out by the tractor's hum.
But seeing the tractor relentlessly chasing after him, Zhou Ping couldn't resist and ran away again.
This time, because passersby were all staring at him, Zhou Ping had to bury his head in his chest, cover his red and burning face with one hand, and plunge into a secluded alley.
The alley is a bit narrow; Shangyan's tractor can't get in.
He had no choice but to get out of the car, grab the flowers, and chase after them inside.
019 flew to the alley entrance with a bang, and after seeing the two teachers chasing after it on bicycles, it waved its arm.
"Sorry, you'll have to stay unconscious for a while." The little white ball jumped onto Teacher Yao, who had just gotten off the bus, and gave her a light electric shock that knocked her unconscious.
Teacher Li was shocked and rushed to help the person, but he was also knocked unconscious by the electric shock.
Zhou Ping stopped in his tracks.
Shang Yan, who was chasing after him, chuckled and then presented him with the red roses, asking, "Why are you running?"
"Why aren't you running away now?" he laughed, his laughter unrestrained and arrogant, yet he still had an innocent-looking face.
Zhou Ping let out a soft sigh and said helplessly, "There's no road anymore."
There was no one else there; it was just him and Shang Yan.
Zhou Ping reached out and took the flowers Shang Yan handed him. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and this time he spoke quickly and urgently.
"I understand, I like you too."
He spoke quite loudly this time, and immediately after finishing, he handed the flowers he had bought earlier to Shang Yan.
"Huh?" Shang Yan's ahoge trembled as he looked at the pink roses handed to him. But that wasn't what confused him the most. What confused him the most was that Zhou Ping said he knew. Know what?
Before Shang Yan's sluggish brain could react, a figure even taller than him approached him step by step. Enveloped in the shadow, Shang Yan swallowed hard and retreated uneasily.
Before he could take a few steps back, his back hit the cold wall.
Then a hand landed on his shoulder, his pupils trembled, and he looked up.
He and Zhou Ping, who was looking down at him, saw each other clearly.
"My tractor broke down and needs fixing..." Shang Yan felt a little dizzy and rambled on, "The 'like' you mentioned, it wouldn't be..."
"Yes." Zhou Ping didn't know how to describe his current feelings; Shang Yan hadn't agreed to him yet.
My previous reply to him on the forum came to mind.
Confessing your love requires spending money and saying sweet words.
"I like you," was the only sentence he knew.
Shang Yan swallowed hard, watching Zhou Ping's face getting closer and closer, and desperately tried to shrink back.
"I like you." Why is there no response? Zhou Ping leaned closer. He had even given Shang Yan red roses. Shang Yan should like him too.
"You...I..."
"I treat you like a brother, and you say you like me?" At this moment, Zhou Ping was almost face to face with him. Shang Yan couldn't help but move and wanted to turn his face away.
"Yes." Now that we've taken this step, there's nothing else to hesitate about.
Seeing that Shang Yan hadn't spoken, Zhou Ping also felt a little unsure of himself.
Could it be that he guessed wrong...?
Do we really have to take that step?
"I...uh!" Shang Yan hesitated for a long time before he could speak, but was pulled into Zhou Ping's arms and kissed him almost tremblingly.
Shang Yan's eyes widened suddenly.
They thought Zhou Ping would do something else, but he just touched Shang Yan's lips to lips and held her waist with both hands.
Ten minutes passed like this... Shang Yan could hear Zhou Ping's violent heartbeat from his chest.
Bang bang—
Bang bang bang—
Zhou Ping tightened his grip on Shang Yan, pulling him closer to his chest.
He turned his head away and nuzzled against Shang Yan's neck. "You promised me."
Not pushing him away means you agree.
"Well, okay then..." Shang Yan had never encountered this situation before, and he felt completely dizzy.
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" He reached out and pushed Zhou Ping, feeling that the way the two of them were pressed so close together was really... and Shang Yan was also getting poked.
He didn't dare say anything now, and could only silently lower his head and stare at his shoes.
"Shang Yan," Zhou Ping nuzzled Shang Yan's neck again, his dark eyes shining brightly as he looked up, "I want... to do it again."
Shang Yan: ?
Do I have to chase after him again in my tractor?
"Okay, I'll be right there in a bit... Ugh!" His head was pressed down, and he stared at Zhou Ping's magnified face, his pupils widening.
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