Take the elevator to the parking lot.

When Sister Duo came, she drove a car over to spare for him as Lu Hanxiao's instructions, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

Zhou Qiao looked at this Land Rover and thought to himself, he is such a tiger fan.

Lu Hanxiao patted the hood, "It's strong, you can have a fight with the tank."

He sat in the driver's seat and patted the cushion again, "It's genuine leather, purely hand-sewn, three thousand old craftsmen, one stitch without repetition."

Zhou Qiao saw what else he could say.

Lu Hanxiao pointed to the steering wheel, "Super flexible, so you can fly. How about it, it's better than your taxi?"

Zhou Qiao scratched his nose and asked worriedly: "Can your body stand it? Otherwise, let it go."

"Do you think I was getting a slap in vain?" Lu Hanxiao frowned, "Hie it tied up and gave me the address."

Zhou Qiao was worried. Before he could speak, he kicked the accelerator and shot out.

Car on the main road and go to a cafe.

"Oh, your senior brother is quite romantic, you can drink coffee, and you are fashionable." Lu Hanxiao pretended to be calm, "How old is it?"

"He was studying for graduate school in college two years older than me," said Zhou Qiao.

"Fuda?" Lu Hanxiao tightened the steering wheel, "Then you two will still be alumni in the future. Not bad, you will soon become a fashionable girl."

"..." Zhou Qiao turned his head, "What's wrong with you today?" He spoke like a cactus.

Lu Hanxiao raised his chin and said, "I'm sick."

"Will you send me if you are sick?"

"I'm seriously ill."

Zhou Qiao was so amused and crying, "Hey."

Lu Hanxiao was also wearing the casual outfit when he was in the hospital last night, a pure white T-shirt, and his hair was not sprayed with hairspray, and he was soft and soft. His temperament was like a soft light, which seemed more casual than when he was wearing a suit and tie.

When he arrived at his destination, Zhou Qiao got off the car first, but Lu Hanxiao couldn't even catch him-

"Damn, what about the promised care for the elderly?!"

He took off the rearview mirror, quickly tidied his hair in front of the mirror, and nagged to himself, "It's all because of the time being too fast, otherwise he would have to change to those sets of ripped jeans to look young."

When Zhou Qiao saw the car door open, he asked in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"Go in and have coffee." Lu Hanxiao said: "I'm all here, why are you doing? You're going to drive me away?"

"No, no." Zhou Qiao was a little confused, "You are still sick."

"Haha, now I know I'm a patient? Why didn't I remember when I asked me to send you?"

My God, this person's shamelessness can be said to be a collapse of land and earth.

Zhou Qiao hurriedly chased after him, "Brother Lu, Brother Lu."

My back is like the wind and my steps are fierce, so I won’t turn around for you.

Zhou Qiao was anxious and shouted: "Lu Hanxiao!"

I have used all the names of Daming, so let’s look back for you.

Lu Hanxiao was not very happy and stopped, "What's wrong with me drinking coffee? Can you pay for it yourself? Zhou Qiao, I found that you have a problem. Seeing your senior brother? I think this senior brother is quite unsafe."

Zhou Qiao listened quietly to him, then lowered her head, pursed her lips and chuckled softly.

“…”

What's the situation? I guessed it? There is really an improper relationship between men and women?

This conclusion just came to an end, and Lu Hanxiao felt that he was about to suffocate.

Zhou Qiao raised his eyes and held back his smile, "What I just wanted to say is, don't drink coffee, it hurts your stomach. Can I invite you to drink boiled water?"

The suffocation feeling instantly unblocked.

Lu Hanxiao looked at Zhou Qiao's slightly cheerful back and proudly compared a ye-

"One cup is not done, I want to drink two."

———

This cafe is cost-effective and the consumption is not very expensive. Lu Hanxiao has never been there. He glanced at the decoration and thought, "Haha, I definitely don't have money."

"Zhou Qiao." A male voice came from the right.

"Hi." Zhou Qiao waved and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Lu Hanxiao raised his chin and looked at the unsafe senior brother. He also wore a white T-shirt that was the same as himself for him, and he was so terrible that he could not be forgiven.

"I'm very tall, not as tall as me. I have facial features, my eyes are too big, boring. Although I also have biceps, it looks less hard than mine. Oh yo yo, I have also done a hairstyle. I didn't have hair spray today, otherwise my hair would stand taller than you. Haha, I also wore a pair of white shoes, and I was so angry with gay."

Lu Hanxiao has a very rich inner drama and his expression is extremely unfriendly.

"This is Fu Zeling, my senior in college." Zhou Qiao introduced politely, "This is..."

Lu Hanxiao pricked up his ears, and if you dare to say it was your uncle, you will die.

The soft voice spoke clearly, "My brother, surnamed Lu."

The word "brother" was spoken from her mouth, why did it sound so nice? Lu Hanxiao was almost so beautiful, so he took the initiative to extend his hand, "Hello."

Fu Zeling held his hands and nodded, "Hello Brother Lu."

"You talk about you, as you like." Lu Hanxiao sat down, lazily next to Zhou Qiao.

"The Lanshan Coffee here is a signature. I ordered it for you without authorization. If you need something else, don't be polite." Fu Zeling's temperament is clean and his voice is nice.

The waiter had already brought the coffee, and Zhou Qiao said, "Thank you, please give me a cup of warm water."

Lu Hanxiao felt soft when he heard this, and it was almost the same.

There is basically nothing he has to do with the following chat topics.

Fu Zeling and Zhou Qiao are in the same school, and they are fellow villagers, so they usually have a lot of contact. This kid's family is in good condition and looks simple in outfits, but they are both brands that Lu Hanxiao can be called.

"Later, the basketball team got on the verge of the track and field team and went to the midnight snack stall to play beer."

Zhou Qiao was fascinated by the sound of hearing, "Ah, their captain seems to be very good at drinking, has the track and field team been knocked down?"

"You guessed it wrong." Fu Zeling smiled and said, "They were halfway through drinking. Lao Zhang brought the department head counselor to catch the scene. When the wine bottle was thrown away, he ran faster than anyone else."

Zhou Qiao laughed out loud.

Lu Hanxiao, who was beside him, couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw her happy look.

Looking at Fu Zeling again, how can you say the hell are you? How many points will you give to the high school entrance examination essay?

Fu Zeling's eyes were gentle and reached out to help her add milk candy to the coffee, "Xiao Qiao, if you have any questions when you are reviewing, you can ask me. You can be an alumni again in the future."

Zhou Qiao was about to speak.

"Ouch." Lu Hanxiao frowned slightly, his expression as if he was painful.

Haha, who can't steal the show?

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qiao turned sideways and looked at him worriedly.

Lu Hanxiao covered his abdominal muscles, and a hint of forbearance was revealed in his calmness, and there was a little fragility in his forbearance.

"I'm fine when talking to you guys." A pure smile from Mr. Xiao Lu.

Zhou Qiao was thinking about his gastroenteritis and was extremely nervous and asked in a low voice: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Where did it hurt?"

Lu Hanxiao's brows were wrinkled inadvertently, and the grasp of size was based on the standard of making Zhou Qiao feel distressed.

"You and your senior brother, have a good chat and reminisce about the past. Your campus past sounds so good that I want to cry." Lu Hanxiao covered his abdominal muscles' palms and pulled it hard, pulling the clothes out of deep folds.

When Zhou Qiao saw it, he felt so painful.

Lu Hanxiao showed off his acting skills to death, his voice trembled three times, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Intestinal pain is not a disease. Just go back and get two drip bottles. At worst, you can break your stomach and move a knife, and you can sew it with a beauty thread. The abdominal muscles don't leave scars, which is so beautiful."

“…”

Maybe this coffee made my eyes muddy, but Zhou Qiao was so concerned that he was confused. He believed it, and Lu Hanxiao must be enduring it!

She made a quick decision and said to Fu Zeling: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, we may have to leave first."

Fu Zeling was also confused and nodded stiffly, "Uh, um."

Zhou Qiao stood up and bent down to help Lu Hanxiao, "Can you stand up? Slowly, put your hands on me."

Lu Hanxiao pretended to be slippery, his steps floated a little, and he "accidentally" pressed Zhou Qiao, "It seems to be quite uncomfortable now. Oh, I don't have much strength, so I have to ask Aunt Qi to stew some bone soup for me to replenish it."

"Okay, I'll buy it later." Zhou Qiao was a little tired of helping him.

Fu Zeling came over to help gentlemanly, "I'll do it."

Lu Hanxiao's word "no" was still on his tongue, and Zhou Qiao responded readily, "Okay!"

Fu Zeling is tall and has long legs, which is comparable to Lu Hanxiao. His techniques are professional and fast, and he has brought Lu Hanxiao over in just a few seconds.

It's just this strength...
To be continued...