Chapter 19 (2/2)

“Would you have really killed?” The girl asked suddenly.

“Cough … cough … why do you think so?”

“I don’t know. I felt like you were going to kill someone

that day, I was so afraid …” The girl’s eyes were wide open as if her heart was

still fluttering with fear. That day, when she sat beside Zhang Yang, she was

naturally able to learn Zhang Yang’s strong murderous intention at that time.

“I don’t know ……. …

oh yeah, where did you study before?” Zhang Yang changed the topic.

“In the state’s capital.”

“Why did you transferred to C City then? This school sucks.”

“There’s no reason, I just wanted to change the environment.”

The girl didn’t seem to want to talk about her own matters.

“Oh.”

The two were silent again and Zhang Yang was playing with

the chopsticks with his hand. The girl’s hand was very sensual and chubby, the

back of the hand had a lot of small lair, white and flawless. Zhang Yang wished

if he could take a mouthful bite.

“Tomato egg soup, pork fried pepper, a lemon eggplant …. ………

what’s the matter? The young couple having fun? The fat chef came in carrying a

tray and laughed seeing Zhang Yang and Du Xue not talking.

“………………..” Zhang Yang was silent.

“…………..  No, that’s

not it …………… we are just cla.s.smates, not couple … …”

Zhang Yang did not speak but Du Xue was impatient and

hurriedly defended herself. The red rosy face flushed even more.

“It’s obvious, who are cla.s.smates and who aren’t, from this

school, I understand …” The fat chef put down the dish after a distinct

expression on his face and went away repeatedly nodding his head.

“………………”

Du Xue became depressed to see the fat man put down the

curtain as he left, but only to make the matter worse.

“ Come on, let’s eat dinner, the cooked rice is at the door,

my mother used to say that men should not a.s.sist women to serve rice …. …..”

Zhang Yang ran outside after the fat man  to serve himself a bowl of rice. He had been

hungry since the beginning.

The girl also went out to put on a bowl of rice.

“Why can’t a man serve rice to a woman?” The girl asked

curiously.

“My mother said that if a man served rice to a woman, then

he may allow women to wash his feet with water which may lead the woman to cook

meal for him and the meal can lead the woman

to carry a child … ….”

“After that?”  The

girl opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhang Yang. She had never imagined that

just serving a rice can actually lead to so many things.

“There is nothing afterwards…. Well …………. This dish is

good  …….. because … the man is no longer

a man afterwards.”

Between this speech, Zhang Yang had already eaten the bowl

of rice in his hand, went outside and put on another bowl of rice.

“Eat, why aren’t you eating?” Zhang Yang buried a few

mouthful of rice to see that surprisingly Du Xue haven’t still moved her

chopsticks.

“Oh..”

……….

Zhang Yang was like a hungry ghost that came out from the

prison inside, and only after killing three bowls of rice in an instant, his

stomach felt comfortable. This time Du Xue had eaten a little rice from her

bowl.

“So… confortable …”

Zhang Yang stretched his limbs a little, touched his belly

and let out a satisfied groan.

“Puchi …” (sound of snorting )

Du Xue, to see Zhang Yang’s appearance, couldn’t help but

smile. This smile, suddenly felt like all kinds of spring flowers blooming at

once, that delicate and charming face, Zhang Yang’s heart was swinging to see

Du Xue’s face with lifeless expression as Zhang Yang had zero resistance for

women.

“What are you looking at?” Du Xue caught Zhang Yang staring

at her, suddenly her face blushed,  and

she quickly bowed her head to pretend to eat.

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