Chapter 190 Someone to Accompany You on the Winter Night

Zhou Rui gently held Han Ziyin's hand and walked out.

Han Ziyin's hand was thin and slender, and slightly cold. I don't know if it was because of fear.

He really didn't know that Han Ziyin was afraid of the dark, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with this characteristic appearing in a 19-year-old girl.

Some people are afraid of cockroaches, some are afraid of thunder, and some are afraid of duck necks. It's all normal.

As long as it is a real fear, no matter how childish the content is, it should be respected.

Zhou Rui walked slowly to ensure that Han Ziyin could keep up. When passing obstacles, he would pull Han Ziyin to help her avoid them.

Two doors, three rooms, less than 50 meters.

It took several minutes to walk.

Zhou Rui remembered that there was a mobile phone in his pocket, but he didn't say it.

Han Ziyin's eyes had adapted to the darkness, but she didn't say it either.

Finally, this short journey came to an end. Zhou Rui pushed open the door of the laboratory, and the light in the corridor shone in.

"It's out"

"Yeah"

"Shall we go?"

"Yeah"

After a while, Han Ziyin lowered her head and whispered, "Why don't you let go first?"

Zhou Rui finally reacted and let go of her hand: "I almost forgot about this. Let's go. I'll take you back to the dormitory."

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"According to experts' research, cold winter is more suitable for love. This is an instinct engraved in the genes. In ancient primitive society, production and life could not be carried out in winter, and sticking to the settlement became the only choice. Moreover, children conceived in winter will be born in the warm and food-rich summer and autumn."

Song Bin quickly changed the channel.

Xue Wenwen, who was driving, asked in confusion, "Why did you change it? I'm quite curious."

Song Bin wiped his fat face awkwardly: "There's nothing to listen to. Now there are experts everywhere. They don't do anything serious and are dedicated to expressing their opinions every day."

A new voice came from the radio station again.

"Experts say that in the new era of the 21st century, we should abandon the dross of conservative ideas and actively advocate a new view of marriage and love. Young people of marriageable age should appropriately relax their choices in order to..."

Song Bin felt like he was on fire and could only turn off the radio directly.

Then he looked out the window to ease the embarrassment.

The two were on their way to a dinner party. During this period of time, Song Bin's father and second uncle had cooperated with Xue Wenwen's family, so the two sides had close contacts. In the spirit of exercise, Song Bin's father would always ask Song Bin to join.

After Xue Wenwen met Song Bin once, she volunteered every time to pick up "Song Bin's younger brother" from school, although Song Bin felt that it was unnecessary to pick him up.

Song Bin looked at Xue Wenwen's profile through the reflection of the window.

To be honest, Xue Wenwen looked good and had a good personality. Both parents seemed to encourage their contact.

But the most important thing was that he had no experience of being liked by the opposite sex.

From childhood to adulthood, Xue Wenwen was the first.

Everyone hopes that their first time will be unforgettable, but Song Bin's first time.

The difficulty is a bit high, the situation is a bit complicated, and he is a bit confused.

He even often falls into self-doubt. How could Sister Wenwen like someone like him? Is it because he is too sentimental?

For example, the three major illusions of men...

Unconsciously, Song Bin began to think, if his idol boss is himself, what would he do?

After a while, Song Bin came to a conclusion.

The boss seems to be unable to handle it

The boss is actually quite passive, and he may not even realize it

And Xue Wenwen

Xue Wenwen is older than Song Bin, but she is the kind of simple rich girl who has always lived in an ivory tower. This simplicity dilutes the "sense of age" to a certain extent.

There is a kind of silly beauty.

On the elevated road, the car drove quietly, with only the slight sound of the engine.

Xue Wenwen suddenly said: "Song Bin, do you not like me?"

Song Bin's hand trembled, and he felt his heart skipped a beat.

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"Brother! That's too much! You won't come back for Christmas."

Mi Nengwen frowned slightly: "What do you mean by going back? That's called going over. You have to figure out where home is."

Mi Nengwen's office, like him, is clean and tidy, with no clutter on the desk, and the overall color is gray and white.

This also makes his office look particularly deserted. Although the central air conditioner is at the same temperature, Mi Nengwen always feels that it is three points colder here.

On the other end of the phone, it was his sister.

"I don't care, you must come back for Christmas! There is a Christmas dance in my high school, and I hope you can come to participate."

Mi Nengwen sighed, but still didn't give in. After a few more perfunctory words, the other end hung up the international long-distance call in anger.

The office door was knocked, and Ou Man walked in with a cup of hot tea on a tray.

She was still wearing a smart professional outfit, with 40D black stockings, which looked neat and beautiful.

"Mr. Mi, it's cold, let's have some tea."

Mi Nengwen put his phone on the table, leaned back in his chair, and looked a little vacant.

Ou Man pushed the tea set in front of Mi Nengwen and secretly looked at Mi Nengwen's jawline.

"Mr. Mi, is it about work? If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Mi Nengwen pushed his glasses: "It's not work, it's Xiao Wu's identity, there's something wrong"

Ou Man obviously didn't expect it to be such a complicated and private issue, and could only comfort him: "Miss Mi... is still young, maybe she will be fine when she grows up"

If she grows up, she may be useless, Mi Nengwen thought.

Ou Man noticed that there were a few white hairs on Mi Nengwen's head, and subconsciously asked: "Mr. Mi, do you know Astragalus?"

Mi Nengwen was stunned: "Astragalus? Do you mean Chinese medicine?"

Ou Man nodded: "I was thinking that when I make tea for you in the future, can I add two slices of Astragalus?"

"Why? What are the effects?"

Ou Man held the tray and counted on his fingers: "Enhance immunity, resist fatigue, regulate physical weakness, prevent hair loss, treat cold body, nourish physical weakness, treat insomnia"

Mi Nengwen: "I feel that you are not talking about Astragalus, but elixir. Just brew a little bit. Anyway, tea was originally a Chinese medicine"

Ou Man nodded happily. Mr. Mi was already full of a sense of accomplishment for listening to her advice.

"Mr. Mi, it's getting late. You should get off work too."

Mi Nengwen took off his glasses and rubbed his nose, nodding: "I know. You should get off work early too. Be careful on the way back."

Ou Man smiled knowingly, but when he was about to leave, Mi Nengwen coughed again:

"That... remember to look in the mirror before you leave the company."

Mi Nengwen looked at the documents in his hand, and seemed to say it casually.

Ou Man was confused and walked out of Mi Nengwen's office and came to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror curiously.

Why should I look in the mirror when I am well dressed and my makeup is still intact?

Until she turned around, Ou Man instantly felt that all the pores of her body were flowing with embarrassment and embarrassment

Her stockings were untied

Almost torn to the root of her thighs

When did it happen! ! ! !

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In front of the girls' dormitory building, Zhou Rui and Han Ziyin walked side by side.

But the way back has an end after all.

Zhou Rui stood in front of the dormitory door and said, "Go back and follow my experimental plan first. When you are proficient, you can also try to design it independently, although what I say does not count."

Han Ziyin shook her head: "I will follow you first. I want to learn more."

Unconsciously, Han Ziyin stood on the curb. She was tall, and she was one centimeter taller than Zhou Rui when she stood on the curb.

It was the first time that Zhou Rui looked at Han Ziyin from this perspective.

The cold eyes, the straight nose, and the fair skin formed a complex and beautiful light and shadow under the street lamp.

"Okay, then you have to help me for a while?"

"With pleasure, Senior Zhou."

Zhou Rui pointed his chin towards the dormitory door: "Let's go up, I see the dormitory aunt is glaring at us."

Han Ziyin jumped off the curb: "Then I'm leaving, good night."

Zhou Rui raised his hand, and when the dormitory door was about to close, he said: "By the way, they all said it, but I think I still owe you a welcome: Welcome to the laboratory."

Han Ziyin smiled and nodded, and stepped lightly into the crack of the door. She looked like a peacock whose plan went smoothly, even though she was separated by glass.