The girl raised her eyes in astonishment.
All I saw was the cold arc of the other party.
Didn't talk much.
You can still smell the fresh air on the young man's body.
The bus arrived at the stop, and a lot of people came up again.
It's just that the temperature can't fool anyone.
Their little brother seems to have a fever.
After getting out of the car.
The girl wanted to tell her friends.
The little friends are still envious: "You were almost in the arms of the little brother just now."
The girl frowned.
"Hey, I'm back to my soul, back to my soul." Someone waved his hand in front of her.
The girl finally opened her mouth: "My little brother has a competition today."
"Are you sleepy? Didn't we just say that although we are in the same middle school, our heart is for the little brother."
"Will the boys in the class call you a traitor?"
"It doesn't matter. The girls from No. 2 Middle School will definitely cheer us up, Young Master Feng. We won't be indecent when we come and go."
"This idiom can also be used in the same way, 2333..."
"Stop making trouble." The girl said softly, "Little brother seems to have a fever."
"fever?"
The other two turned their heads abruptly.
The girl said "um", her face was red: "I touched my hand just now, and it feels very hot."
"Are you sure it's not your spring heart?"
"A way to let your heart bloom?"
"very excited?"
"You..." the girl said helplessly, "Stop playing idiom Solitaire, it's really hot."
Hearing this, the other two realized the seriousness: "In this case, how do you run long-distance running?"
"I can't see that I have a fever at all, but I really don't have much energy. I thought it was because of something on the Internet."
"I heard that this long-distance running has a lot of points. Professional athletes like them usually have few classes, so they can only make up for it."
"Then what to do?"
The three looked at each other.
Finally, one of them pushed his glasses, pretending to be calm: "I have a way."
ten minutes later.
"That's what you said!?"
The closer the three of them walked, the closer they were to the figure that said no strangers should enter.
My heart became more and more flustered, after all, Feng Shao was really not like little brother Bingshan.
"Otherwise?" The glasses girl told herself not to shake her hands: "Young Master Feng's event is also a long-distance running, and the two of them will meet. Then let Shao Feng take care of my little brother. The two of them have such a good relationship, so it will definitely work."
That's right, it's no longer the same as before, and they don't see each other well, so there should be no problem.
But which girl in No. 1 Middle School would dare to approach Young Master Feng.
Will be torn apart by his fans.
Moreover, Feng Shao didn't seem very happy today.
Especially since he has been standing at the school gate for a long time.
Like waiting for someone.
Without waiting, the side face holding the black umbrella became colder.
Although the whole No. 1 Middle School didn't understand.
Why is Young Master Feng holding an umbrella on sunny days
But the chill emanating from his back.
Anyone can feel it.
Feng Nai's air pressure was indeed very low.
One is because of the rhythm.
The second is because all the messages are displayed as read, but the person did not reply to his message.
Feng Nai's eyes darkened, and he could feel the sudden indifference.
It was as if she was separated from her whole body.
Feng Nai didn't think those remarks would affect her.
Just this feeling of being pushed away.
He couldn't help rolling his eyes deeply.
Even the hand holding the umbrella is a little tight.
Until a tentative voice sounded from the side, it was a little quiet at first, and it got faster and faster as it got to the back, and he simply closed his eyes: "That, that, Young Master Feng, little brother, ah, no, I mean Mo from No. 2 Middle School." Student Nan seems to have a fever!"
(end of this chapter)