Xiong Baizhou heard this and thought that Zhou Shujun not only had good grades, but was also a girl with romantic feelings at heart.

This question was posed to any boy at that time, and no one could answer it satisfactorily.

Some people even hesitated and couldn't answer.

But, this is Xiong Baizhou.

Xiong Baizhou looked serious and replied: "I saw you wearing a red dress once. You were more beautiful than the bride when you got married. I remembered it then."

In fact, Xiong Baizhou didn't even know whether Zhou Shujun wore a red skirt, but at that time, many of the colorful clothes of rural people were red, which was bright and festive.

Sure enough, Xiong Baizhou guessed correctly.

Zhou Shujun was really shy, that hint of a bride.

She didn't expect this man to be so shameless and interesting.

She wanted to grab the bag and go home, but the bag containing the millet was still in Xiong Baizhou's hand.

But whether because of panic or shyness, Zhou Shujun grabbed the wrong one and grabbed Xiong Baizhou's hand.

But when he wanted to let go, it was too late because Xiong Baizhou had already held it with his backhand.

Zhou Shujun twitched hard for a few times and found that there was no twitching. She looked at Xiong Baizhou shyly and angrily.

Xiong Baizhou smiled and didn't explain much, just sent Zhou Shujun all the way to her door.

Zhou Shujun lowered her head, not daring to look at Xiong Baizhou, and stumbled back home.

When he was about to enter, Xiong Baizhou's voice came from behind again.

"I will be back in three years."

Zhou Shujun said "hmm" in a low voice.

She didn't stop until she reached home. Her heart was still beating hard and her hands were shaking.

Xiong Baizhou was outside the door, just watching with a smile.
Chapter completed!