Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

A bowl of warm millet porridge just flowed down the top of Han Yun's head, dripping all over his face and body.

Everything happened so fast that everyone was silent for two seconds.

Looking at the girl in the No. 1 Middle School uniform in front of her, holding the sticky empty bowl in her hand, her hair was tied casually behind her head, her small face was fair and clean, and she looked at them with big wet eyes.

Seemingly panicked, she froze for a moment: I'm sorry...

As if frightened.

Several people at Han Yun's table reacted and stood up to make a fuss, but she looked like this, apologizing in a soft voice, and they didn't dare to speak seriously for a moment.

Little girl, how do you walk?

This sentence should have been full of viciousness, but it was light and light when it was said, and there was no sense of blame at all.

Han Yun closed his eyes, feeling the sticky feeling on his body, and became irritable for a moment. He opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes were full of anger.

But the moment he saw the girl's face, anger turned into surprise.

Originally, at such a time, if he was scared, he would immediately find a tissue to wipe it off, but Meng Yutang just stood there holding the bowl in both hands, motionless.

Even though she looks so cute and pitiful now, Han Yun suddenly felt that she did it on purpose.

Paper!

He yelled, and the brothers around him came back to their senses, and quickly took the paper on the table.

How are you?

Meng Yutang looked at him cautiously.

The surrounding air seemed to be still, no one was even speaking, and everyone seemed to be looking at this side.

Han Yun raised his eyes and glanced at her: It's okay.

Meng Yutang immediately smiled reassuringly: That's good.

Then she walked directly around them and walked to the counter and put the bowl in her hand on the place where the unwashed dishes were placed.

Then it's time to go back.

Han Yun's friends were shocked.

Is this girl missing a string? Fortunately, she thinks it's okay?

Would Han Yun be such an easy-going person?

Sure enough, when Meng Yutang passed by him, Han Yun said directly: Stop.

Meng Yutang paused.

If you do something wrong, you won't be compensated. This is taught by Shi's tutor, or No. 1 Middle School.

After a pause, he spoke again: Meng Yutang.

When he called out his name, the people around him were startled.

Sloppy! Meng Yutang! Really!

He didn't realize it just now, but when Han Yun said this, he all came back to his senses.

Who is Meng Yutang, others don't know them, don't these teenagers who surf the Internet know them!

The girl who was regarded as the most healing smile because of a video has finally appeared in the public eye, watching her being pampered and growing up, becoming more healed and brighter.

Watching her video now, seeing her smile still makes many boys blush and heartbeat.

She was wearing the most common school uniform at the moment, with a simple ponytail, her delicate facial features seemed to be carefully carved, and everything was so perfect.

The few people who hadn't looked carefully just now looked at her and were speechless for a moment.

I'll find you another day. If you treat me to a meal, it will be canceled today.

Meng Yutang didn't speak, but Han Yun spoke first.

She thought about it, and finally raised her lips and smiled: Okay.

After a few of them left, the few people here came back to their senses.

Wow! Slot! So fucking cute! The real person is more beautiful than the photo!

Han Yun, what do you want to do? Ask her out for dinner? Could it be that...

The corners of Han Yun's lips curled up slightly, because he looked a little funny because he didn't clean up everything on his body.

Ask for a recommendation ticket~