President's Private Spoil Rule

Chapter 70

There were few people in the school during the holidays, and there were almost no people to borrow books in the library except some students preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Zuo Xiaoyou successfully borrowed two French novels to learn grammar. As she walked, she put the book into her schoolbag. She didn't notice that someone came in front of her and bumped into it.

Before she had time to apologize, she heard a dull hum and a "plop" as if something had fallen to the ground.

Zuo Xiaoyou quickly looked up and saw a handsome man holding the door frame in pain with a wooden walking stick at his feet.

"Sorry, sorry." Zuo Xiaoyou picked up his walking stick, came forward to hold him, and asked guilt, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, where does it hurt? Where does it hurt? "

Look at that. His face is wrinkled with pain. It must be terrible pain.

The boy suddenly smiled at her, "I'm fine." Then he patted her head skillfully, "scared, teach you to look at the road when you walk, otherwise the consequences will be very serious."

Zuo Xiaoyou stared at the man in front of him. When his smile opened, it seemed as if the city was full of flowers and the sun was all over the sky. It seemed as if the spring breeze was blowing across the lake, which was warm to the heart, as if the angel had spread its wings and was bright and dazzling. How can there be such a beautiful man in this world. Oh, no, yerui is also very good-looking, but this man is completely different from yerui. If yerui is night, the boy in front of him is day.

He is also a good-looking man. In front of him, this man and night Rui are just angels and Satan.

"Why are you stunned? If you don't come and give me a hand. " The man took the book in his hand and knocked on the left and right head again.

"Oh, good." Zuo Xiaoyou hurriedly stepped forward, held him and asked, "where are you going?"

"I borrowed a book and of course I went downstairs. Little fool. " The young man patted her on the head again.

While holding him downstairs, Zuo Xiaoyou muttered, "don't always start, you'll become stupid."

At this moment, she dared not relax, stared at her feet, and dared not be distracted. Because the man obviously impolitely distributed part of his strength to her, and he would hum and cry with pain every step.

Zuo Xiaoyou tried his best to hold him with guilt. Because she was holding a walking stick in her hand, the strength of both hands could not be used together. Finally, she simply put the walking stick aside. First, she helped the man to the first floor and asked him to hold the handrail of the stairs. Then she turned and ran back to the second floor to take down his walking stick.

"Here you are." Left and right handed him the stick.

The man groaned again, "Hey, my foot, my foot, just hurt by a rash ghost."

Zuo Xiaoyou had no patience, so he had to ask carefully, "well, do you want to take you to the hospital?"

This man is obviously bad in legs and feet. If he bumps into him, he can only be considered unlucky.

The man looked at her. "That's not necessary. It's just that the wound hurt a little when you hit it." Feel free to point forward, "take me there."

Zuo Xiaoyou gave a cry and reached out to help him. There's nothing else today anyway.

The man took the stick and naturally handed her the book in his hand, "take it."

"Oh." Zuo Xiaoyou took it silently. This master can really call people. Just like yerui. Maybe good-looking men are like this.

The man is holding a walking stick and holding him from left to right is less laborious. But he walked very slowly, and left, small and right also walked slowly.

"What's the matter? Have you cried, stupid girl who doesn't look at the road?" The man looked at the slightly red and swollen eyes of left, small and right and asked jokingly.

"No." Zuo Xiaoyou denied it without thinking about it. She didn't have any extra interest to chat with a strange man, although the moment he laughed really surprised her.

"Hard mouth." The man smiled. "They say that the girl is too strong because the things she wants to protect are too important. Stupid girl, what are you guarding? "

I'm guarding my home, I'm guarding my only father.

Zuo Xiaoyou answered silently in his heart. His mouth was still stubborn, "nothing."

The man looked at his left, small and right head and always looked at the ground without looking up at himself. I sigh heavily at the bottom of my heart. I'm very alert.

When he reached the man's predetermined place, he stopped and said to the left and right, "here I am."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked up at him, looked around and wondered, "this is the teaching building. Do you want to study by yourself?"

"Yes." The man said casually, with some careless appearance. The corners of his lips naturally have an upward arc. The gentle sunshine makes people blind.

"Then I'll help you." Zuo Xiaoyou took his arm again and walked to the teaching building. When he went up the steps, he deliberately tried to support his body so that his legs could bear less force. The man was not polite. He leaned most of his body towards her.

At the door, the man pointed to the big classroom on the first floor, "I'll go in by myself."

"OK." Little left and little right nodded. There are no more steps. They are all level roads. There should be no problem.

"Then I'll go?" Zuo Xiaoyou asked tentatively.

"OK." The man waved to her, his good-looking eyes bent into two curved crescent moon, looking elegant and noble.

Zuo Xiaoyou immediately turned and ran for fear that he would go back and take him to the hospital. Although this man looks lovely and kind, he always feels strange. Especially the self cooked. Tenderly numbed her scalp.

"Wait a minute." The man stopped her from behind.

Turn around mechanically. Don't hit her on the head again.

The man limped up to her with his walking stick and spread his hand, "give me the book back."

Unexpectedly... As soon as Zuo Xiaoyou patted his head, he quickly handed the book in his hand to him and felt his hand shyly, "sorry ha."

"Pa." The man hit her on the head with the book he had just received and smiled angrily, "just say you're a stupid girl."

I did. Zuo Xiaoyou touched his head, tooted his mouth and was about to leave. The man looked at her and spoke slowly, "my name is Zuo Shaoqing."

Zuo Shaoqing?

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him suspiciously. What would she say next, "my name is Zuo Xiaoyou?" But isn't this the time to get together and make friends?

Zuo Xiaoyou doesn't want to tell him his name. Now he calls himself a stupid girl. When he knows his name, he must be "Zuo Xiaoyou is a stupid girl". It's not so pleasant just to think about it.

"Oh. Goodbye. " Zuo Xiaoyou waved wildly and was ready to go again.

The man looked at her and said word by word, "my name is Zuo Shaoqing, the young man in white."

The man's eyes with a touch of light blue, like a blue Mermaid passing on the dark sea, dazzling people can't help attracting it. Zuo Xiaoyou looked at him blankly. He only felt that his clear to blue eyes had an unspeakable tenderness, as if the bottomless ocean made people indulge in it.

Zuo Xiaoyou shivered, agreed a few words casually, and flew away.