Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

After the final exam, the school took a day off.

Cheng Chu wanted to take advantage of this holiday to take a good rest, but his mother was pulled out of the bed early in the morning.

"Wait after breakfast, take your brother out for a stroll and buy some New Year goods." Fu Rong took a sip of milk, then turned to deal with Xun and smiled kindly, "Buy whatever Xiao Xun likes, as a New Year gift from her aunt Right."

Fu Xun nodded and smiled innocently, "Thank you auntie."

In the past few days, Fu Xun's parents went to different countries to celebrate the New Year. They had no intention of bringing this son.

The soft-hearted Fu Rong scolded her brother severely, then turned around and asked the driver to go to Fu's house and take Fu Xun over, so that he could spend the New Year with peace of mind.

In the winter, the wind is bleak and the heating is on in the car, which is as warm as spring.

The driver parked the car at the entrance of the mall and put the two down.

"What do you want to buy?" Cheng Chu shrank and walked quickly to the mall before turning around to ask Fu Xun.

The young man with his hands in his pockets said, "I don't want to buy things here, let's go and go shopping elsewhere."

Cheng Chu felt that he was here to fix people. It was very cold. She thought about the heating in the mall, so she just put on a sweater and went out. Now if she wants her to go shopping in other places, she must not be cold to death.

"Can't you just go shopping here? I'm cold." She said flatly.

The young man himself wore a thick padded jacket, wrapped up like a ball. He raised his eyes and said lazily: "Then go buy a dress and put it on now."

There is nothing to say.

Five minutes later, Cheng Chu walked out of the mall with the boy wearing the newly bought cotton jacket.

The winter wind is icy and bitter, and the New Year is almost here, and there are crowds of people on the less prosperous streets on weekdays.

Cheng Chu wandered aimlessly with Fu Xun for a while, and finally couldn't help but say: "What are you going to buy? Shall we go home if we don't buy it?"

She was really tired and her feet were sore.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the downtown, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians around.

There was a video store at the end of the street, and soothing light music was flowing slowly, and Fu Xun stopped and walked in.

"Choose." He turned around and said.

"What?" Cheng Chu was a little dazed when he first entered the audiovisual store. This kid usually likes to play games. When does he have more fun in listening to records.

The lights in the shop were dim, and the boy's eyes were drooping, his ears were slightly red.

"Don't you like music? Choose whatever you want." He scratched his head, his tone stiff, "I have made progress in the final exam this time, and the teacher praised me as a thank you gift."

Some dim lights in the store reflected in his long and narrow eyes, and a little bit of light made his angular face soft.

Facing the radiator, the warm wind blew on Cheng Chu's face, making her itchy.

She smiled, and the coldness of winter faded from her face, "You still have a conscience."

"Eh, you can't buy too much, up to ten, you know?" Fu Xun said stiffly, squeezing his neck.

He spends money and caresss, he usually buys a lot of games and so on, so he doesn't think ten cards are much.

Cheng Chu, who had only wanted to pick a few symbolically, was immediately happy, but the bottom line was so high.

"Okay." She smiled and nodded.

Half an hour later, Cheng Chu walked out of the video store alongside Fu Xun holding the ten selected records.

When the cold winter wind blew, Cheng Chu, who was originally a little sleepy, instantly awoke.

"Let's find a place to sit." Cheng Chu pointed to the milk tea shop across the street: "Go there for a drink, I'm a little tired."

"All right, girls are delicate." Although Fu Xun was disdainful, he still followed Cheng Chu into the milk tea shop obediently.

A faint sweet scent comes in, and the decoration of the shop is bright beige, which makes people feel bright.

"Hello, I want a cup of taro ball milk tea." Cheng Chu turned his head and asked: "What about you, what to drink?"

"Like you." Fu Xun said crudely.

The cash register is not big and the kitchen is behind it. Xu Shi attaches great importance to hygiene. Transparent glass is installed around the kitchen in the store, and all operations inside are clearly visible.

After Cheng Chu paid the money, he raised his eyes and looked inside, and ran into a pair of dark eyes.

As if the sparks were lit in the dark night, those eyes suddenly lit up the moment they touched her.

Cheng Chu bent her eyes happily, she took the small ticket handed over by the waiter and waved at him.

Warmness slightly opened from the cold eyes of Gu Miao. He raised his hand covered with flour awkwardly and waved to the outside.

But the next second, when I saw the teenager standing behind her, the light dimmed a bit.

Who is that? He rubbed the dough in his hands vigorously and pressed his lips tightly.

The oven in the kitchen hummed lightly, and the sweet aroma of bread gradually diffused.

But Gu Miao felt that he was filled with a pot of vinegar, and his stomach twitched and pained. He unconsciously kneaded the dough in his hands, and finally couldn't help but look up.

The winter sun shines in and is reflected on the girl's slender back. She was sitting with her back facing the kitchen, stirring the taro **** with a straw.

After a while, she handed the milk tea in her hand to the teenager opposite.

Gu Miao pursed her lips and stared at the young man, her calm eyes faintly glowing.

The baker next to him walked over, looked down at the dough in his hand, and nodded approvingly, "Well, the young man is quite powerful, so let’s wait until I talk to the boss, I’ll hire you, today’s Let’s try it out first."

"Oh, by the way, if you want to eat some bread in the store, you can take a few back. The employee welfare in our store is still good."

Gu Miao retracted her gaze, looked at the white dough in her hand, and nodded silently.

On the other side, Cheng Chu lowered his head and drank milk tea, and said helplessly: "I'm satisfied with you for a cup. I have to say that I have more taro **** than you."

"It's true." Fu Xun took a sip of the milk tea, a mouth of taro balls, and said vaguely, "You are indeed more than me."

"By the way, who is the person you greeted just now?"

Cheng Chu's fingers on the phone stiffened, "No one, just classmates."

"It's just a classmate? I don't believe it." Fu Xun curled his lips, raised his eyebrows owingly, and said with a smirk: "It's not the one who has a crush on you. Seeing you happy like that, but I think you should not Would you like him."

"Why not?" Cheng Chu pursed his lips, his voice slightly cool.

"He looks so boring, not likable at all." As he said, his voice gradually weakened, and his eyes began to look erratic behind her.

Cheng Chu looked back curiously.

At noon, a few rays of sunlight refracted in through the glass windows, and Gu Miao was walking out of the kitchen wearing a thin white sweater.

Cheng Chu waved to him, "Are you off work?"

He walked to their table and nodded silently.

The heater is on in the store, but he seems to be carrying the cold of winter outside the window.

Cheng Chu smiled and said: "We are almost finished drinking too, let's go together."

She lifted the bag of records from the ground and motioned to Fu Xun with her eyes.

"I, help you." Gu Miao stretched out her hand and took the record in her hand very naturally.

Fu Xun held a bag of his own records, and squinted Gu Miao with contempt.

Fake hospitality!

The three walked out of the milk tea shop back and forth.

The trees at the door had fallen out of their leaves, standing alone on the cold street, with a rather bleak taste.

Cheng Chu couldn't help looking sideways at him.

The winter sun shone on Gu Miao Qingjun's face, his thin lips were a little peeled, and he was pursing tightly at this moment.

"Did you come by bike today?" Cheng Chu asked.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

"Then I'll let the driver send you off." Cheng Chu pondered for a moment, or said, "You wear too little."

Just go back like this, you will get cold.

The young man lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly: "No, no."

The driver Xun Xun sent a message saying that he had parked the car on the side of the road.

"The car is coming, let's go." Fu Xun said to Cheng Chu.

He turned his head to look at the thin clothes on Gu Miao, and said flatly: "Let's go, just drop in."

Cheng Chu gave him a white glance, and made up nonsense anyway.

The dead wood branches on the street trembled slightly in the cold wind. Gu Miao's dark eyes seemed to get colder after hearing the boy's words.

His jaw was tight, his hands holding the record were tight, and his voice was cold and hard, "No, my house, close."

He pursed his lips and handed the bag in his hand to Cheng Chu, his hard voice seemed a bit wronged, "Yours, record."

This must be the boy who bought it for her, she held it in her arms as cherished just now.

The sour gas seemed to fill the nasal cavity for an instant, making Gu Miao's heart twitch.

Cheng Chu looked at the record in his hand in a daze. For a long while, there was a glimmer of clarity in the beautiful peach blossom eyes.

She stuffed the bag into Fu Xun's hand and said to him, "You go to the car and wait for me. I will say a few words to him."

"All right." Fu Xun took two bags of records and walked a few steps. He looked back and said, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to eat. I'm starving to death."

"I know, I know." Cheng Chu was helpless.

Listening to the intimacy in the girl's words, Gu Miao's eyes seemed to be filled with wind, and it became more and more cold.

On the cold street, only a few pedestrians in the distance walked slowly.

Cheng Chu raised his eyes, and there seemed to be crushed sunlight in his watery peach blossom eyes.

"Your home is really close?" she asked softly.

Gu Miao nodded and walked for half an hour, which was quite close to him.

"Okay." Cheng Chu nodded clearly, "Then I'm leaving."

Looking at the girl's back, Gu Miao lowered her eyes in a daze.

Never have I disgusted my sad self-esteem as I am now.

They will be separated next semester. Shouldn't you cherish every second of your time with her?

Those ridiculous jealousy and inexplicable self-esteem are not worth talking to her.

There are a few plum blossoms planted at the end of the street. As soon as the cold winter wind blows, the quiet and bitter aroma slowly diffuses.

Gu Miao stared at the girl's back closely, and her lips moved silently.

But before he could speak, the girl turned her head.

The winter sun gleamed into her bright peach eyes.

She looked at him, smiling slightly from the bottom of her eyes, "That was my cousin just now."

"Wh, what?" Gu Miao asked in disbelief as she listened to her.

"Forget it." The girl waved to him, two small dimples on her cheeks looming: "Don't be unhappy, see you tomorrow at school."

It wasn't until her figure gradually disappeared that Gu Miao recovered and realized that the corners of her mouth did not know how long she had been raising.

The author has something to say: Gu Miao: I got a job accidentally because I was jealous, so I can save money to buy her a gift~

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