Fu Yanghe had the idea of ​​occupying Ban Jue Gongbu.

The germination of love actually starts with the emergence of possessiveness. If one person just thinks that the other person is excellent and has a good impression, like Fu Yanghe for Ban Jue Gongbu, it is actually not love. The possessiveness of the things related to that person is the beginning of love.

"You are waiting for me here!" Meng Tao said, and ran downstairs. After a while, he came back and brought a tray with two bowls of tea in it.

"I don't know if you're used to drinking butter tea, so your bowl is white water."

"Thanks."

"Sit down, sit down and let's talk."

The two sat down side by side and chatted without a word. Meng Tao asked: "Does Teacher Fu have a girlfriend?"

Fu Yanghe was stunned for a moment and said, "No."

"No, Teacher Fu, you are so handsome, so many girls should like it. The few I saw in the Yangjin room just now have secretly asked you. But I told them that Teacher Fu is so outstanding, he must have a partner long ago."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said, "That depends on whether it is suitable."

"Yes," Meng Tao stroked his hair and said, "It depends on whether you have fate. If you are so outstanding, don't worry, you will definitely find a very good girl."

Fu Yanghe smiled and said nothing. Meng Tao turned his head and looked at his fair and handsome side face, and the bun on his head, surprised at his youthfulness. He was obviously a thirty-year-old man, but his body was full of youthfulness, which made her never regard Fu Yanghe as a real teacher, and felt that he was more like a peer.

This person is really popular. She thinks that there are probably very few people who don’t like Fu Yanghe.

Fu Yanghe asked carefully with the intention of drinking: "Stop talking about me, what about you, what about you, what is the relationship between you and Jue Gongbu?"

Meng Tao took a sip of hot tea, smiled and said, "It's just what you see. The goddess is intentional, but King Xiang is unintentional."

Fu Yanghe is not a fool, but he can actually see it. After hearing this, he was a little silent. Meng Tao said: "Actually, he doesn't like me. When he was a child, he often said that I was like a boy. I think he probably likes gentle girls. But it doesn't matter whether he likes me or not. I just need to like him. It's not that necessary to like each other to get married."

Banjuegongbu and Meng Tao are the kind of men and women who everyone thinks are very compatible and should be together for granted. But Fu Yanghe did not expect that Meng Tao was so young and was so calm and mature when looking at love and marriage. He thought that only mature and experienced men and women could understand that love and marriage are two different things.

"What if he fell in love with someone else?"

"No, his elm-head, there are so many girls who have pursued him over the years, and I have fallen in love with him if I like him. If you don't know him, he has never had any romantic feelings since he was a child, and even if he likes him, he is always light. I just think he is just like this. If he doesn't like me, he probably won't like others, so he doesn't give up."

Banjue Gongbu is indeed not like his age. After all, he is indeed Mumu and a little mature. Huang Jingchen and the others are probably the same age as him, but each one is much more vivid than him. Even Xiao Yang, who is cold and unwilling to talk, has a much more distinct personality than Banjue Gongbu. Only at that moment on the racetrack did he see Banjue Gongbu's radiant youthful brilliance.

But it was fleeting. Most of the time, he was like a snow-capped mountain in the distance, reflecting the sun's light, but it was cold. This is a common problem for young and elderly people. They have no outstanding personality and their minions are hidden.

But he had seen the occasional light and heat bursting out by Banjue Gongbu, and his cold body as cold as a snow-capped mountain, as if waiting for someone to ignite it, and then the iceberg melted and turned into spring water from a lake and a sea.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Meng Tao smiled and said, "Do you think I, a girl, is very unreserved?"

"Ah?" Fu Yanghe shook his head and said, "No, I admire you as a person who bravely pursues your happiness."

"I'm not that brave either..." Meng Tao said, "I'm not afraid of you making jokes. I've never told him in person that I like him. Because I'm afraid that he will refuse when he opens his mouth. Hahaha, if I confess and be rejected by him, then I'm embarrassed to see him no matter how thick-skinned I'm embarrassed to see him. I confessed ambiguously once the year before yesterday, and since then he's alienated me... But I really like him so much. I thought of many ways but couldn't let him go. It would be great if he would look back at me one day. This is not a glorious thing, I know, but I don't care."

Meng Tao said something very sigh-worthy, but Fu Yanghe had a strange idea after hearing this. He thought that Meng Tao had a good family background, a veritable white and beautiful woman, a hot body, and a good dancer, and was unable to get off duty. It seems that Banjue Gongbu may really not like women.

This is also very important. Xiao Tang has been around him for several years and has been warning him by words and deeds that straight men are poisonous and cannot be touched.

Fu Yanghe couldn't help asking, "But what if he fell in love with someone else?"

Meng Tao thought for a while and said, "If he really finds someone he likes and the other party likes him very much, then I will bless them."

"Really?"

"I know the pain of not being able to love, and I hope no one else will taste it. The person I love the most also loves myself the most, which is a rare thing. Although I love him, I chase him shamelessly, because he is single and I am unwilling to pursue me. But if he has a loved one, I will never be a destroyer."

Fu Yanghe was surprised and felt that this girl was straightforward and free, and it was a pity that Banjue Gongbu had no fate with her.

"You two are here." Yangjin shouted below, "Taotao, your mother is here, and I'm calling you."

Meng Tao and Fu Yanghe stood up and went downstairs. Meng Tao held the tray and smiled, "Is it time to end the game before? Is Pingcuo leaving?"

"I don't know, I didn't look at him." Yangjin said.

Meng Tao smiled and looked back at Fu Yanghe.

They arrived at the front hall, and the birthday party was about to end. Some guests had left one after another. The female family had basically left the seat and spoke to the back. Only a few tables of male guests were still drinking and talking. Fu Yanghe looked around but didn't see Ban Jue Gongbu, so he asked Yangjin: "Where is Ban Jue?"

"He was drunk, probably he would be sleeping."

"Then I'll go and have a look."

"Teacher Fu," Meng Tao shouted, "I'll go too, wait for me for a while."

As she said that, she ran over and said a few words to her mother.

This is the first time Fu Yanghe has seen Meng Tao's mother. She is a genuine Tibetan woman, but she is dressed in a Han nationality. She probably has been married for a long time and has a husband-to-wife relationship with her husband. Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Meng Ping.

The mother and daughter are also interesting. The mother is obviously Tibetan, but she looks like a Han Chinese. The daughter is obviously Han Chinese, but she looks like a Tibetan. But when she thinks about it carefully, she feels it is reasonable, but it is all for the sake of the man she loves.

"Let's go," Meng Tao said back, "Let's go and see him."

Fu Yanghe and Meng Tao arrived in Banjue Gongbu's room and saw Qu Zhen coming out with a tray: "I just drank some water and have already fallen asleep."

"Have you vomited?" Meng Tao asked.

"No." Qu Zhen said with a smile and said to Fu Yanghe, "Teacher Fu, you are here, and Gangbanjue has been looking for you."

Fu Yanghe felt aroused in his heart and glanced at Meng Tao. Meng Tao obviously didn't think too much and whispered to Qu Zhen: "Let's go in and take a look."

The two of them entered the room and saw Banjue Kampot lying on the bed, and they were really asleep.

"It must be his cousin's group of people who are trying to get him," Meng Tao said hatefully, "those people are the worst."

Banjuegongbu's relatives were indeed good at drinking. They were very good at urging drinks. When he was here, Banjuegongbu had a few drinks for him. Later, the group of people said a few words in a clever way, and even made Banjuegongbu no reason to drink for him. Fu Yanghe had to drink it himself. He had seen these relatives of Banjue's family well.

He saw Meng Tao sitting by the bed, as if he was quite distressed, and he felt a little strange in his heart, so he came out silently to the study room and heard Meng Tao ask in a low voice: "Ban Jue, are you thirsty?"

Fu Yanghe was irritated and his heart was beating so hard that he walked to the bookshelf and took a book and opened it.

But Meng Tao didn't come out for a long time. He couldn't read the book after reading it for a while. He put it down and walked to the bedroom door to take a look. He saw Meng Tao sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping Banjue Gongbu.

In that sudden moment, he felt the jealousy and jealousy that surged in his heart.

He was shocked by his sudden jealousy, and then there was an unspeakable sense of shame. He had such a ridiculous possessiveness that even if others loved Banjue Gongbu, he felt that he could not bear it.

But he is nothing now.

He remembered what Xiao Tang said to him in the past: "I think you are possessive."

"Why do you say that? I have no partner. Who did you want to possess when you see me?"

"It's just some small details of life, and some of your performances when you talk about your relationship with you..." Xiao Tang thought for a while and said, "For example, if you think it's good to eat only a few handfuls in your life, you can see your perverted possessiveness!"

He was possessive and jealous. He was jealous of an excellent girl who did nothing wrong, and seemed to regard her as his rival for the first time. He never thought that Meng Tao was his rival for love.

Fu Yanghe suddenly felt very annoyed, so he walked out of the room and went to the front hall.

The guests were almost gone, and he felt a little thirsty, so he went to the hall to pour water and drink it, but he heard the old lady talking to several women, talking about Banjuegongbu and Meng Tao.

"...I am getting older and I really want to hold my great-grandson as soon as possible."

"Speaking of this, Taotao has graduated from college, Banjue has started working, and it is time for the two of them to settle down. They get married and have children early, so they can start their careers without distractions."

Banjuegongbu's mother's voice came over and said, "I hope they can accomplish the most, but this kind of thing depends on their meaning. It's useless to be anxious."

"We are all our own people and I say things to you. Actually, I don't want my Taotao to be with Ban Jue. I am so fond of Ban Jue to be honest. He is cold and doesn't like to talk. Taotao has spoiled him since childhood. Women cannot marry what they like, but they have to marry what they like. Lao Meng and I are the only daughter, and I don't want her to regret it in the future."

"Look at what you said, when she gets married into this family, she will only enjoy endless blessings. What can she regret? "

Yangjin also spoke for Ban Jue: "He has been practicing for two years now, and he is not so cold and he likes to talk."

Then there was a slight laughter: "Talk about it, your class feels that it has changed a lot in the past two years. I still remember the first time I came to your house to visit. At that time, he was in elementary school. I didn't know if he called someone when he saw him. Later, you scolded him a few times before speaking a few Tibetan words, but I couldn't understand it, so I asked him if he could speak Chinese. As a result, he looked at me for a while and ran away! I was shocked! He often ran to the city in the past two years, but I met him twice at dinner parties. I found that he was much more sensible in dealing with people and had a good grasp of the degree. When I saw him, he called out. Today, he saw him greeting guests at the door, shaking hands and greetings, which looked very similar to his father when he was young."

"In the future, when you get married, your sense of responsibility will be stronger. Men will become more sensible after getting married and having wives and children."

Fu Yanghe went out without even drinking the tea.

He walked around the village alone, and only returned to the manor as the sky had already sunk.

"Teacher Fu, I thought you were leaving and I couldn't find you everywhere." Yang Jin smiled.

"Have the class awakened?"

"Not yet. Are you going back? I'll call the driver to take you away."

Fu Yanghe nodded and said, "I'm working hard."

He went to say goodbye to the old lady, and Yangjin called the driver next to him. Mrs. Ban said, "It's almost dark, why don't Teacher Fu stay in our garden for a day before leaving."

"No," Fu Yanghe smiled, "It's still something to do when you go back, thank you for your kindness."

"Have Ban woken up?" Mrs. Ban asked Yangjin, "I haven't seen him come out."

"I'll go and have a look."

"Meng Tao is by my side to take care of him," Fu Yanghe said, "Let him sleep and stop calling him."

Mrs. Ban and the others said a few more words to him, just asking him to help Ban Juegongbu at work. Fu Yanghe responded one by one and the driver came over.

"Then I will go back first, and I wish the old lady all the best and good luck again," said Fu Yanghe.

"Be careful on the road."

The old lady didn't come out, but it was Mrs. Ban and Yangjin who came out to see him off. Fu Yanghe looked up at the grand and solemn Bangong Manor, and then got into the car. The sunset had already set in the west, and when he was halfway through the way, it completely fell. The night was drooping, covering the vast fields. Fu Yanghe leaned against the seat and looked at the fog in the distance, with his mouth wide open, and he sneered.

He felt a little embarrassed, even though others didn't know, he knew what he was thinking today. He was thirty years old and was still so naive.

"Teacher Fu seems a little unhappy," Yangjin said while holding Mrs. Class's arm, walking in, "I don't look good."
To be continued...