Only then did Lan Feifei realize how ambiguous the posture between herself and He Chaoran was at the moment. She just straddled him like this, with a pair of small hands on his chest impartially...
What broke her even more was that He Chaoran had a look of enjoyment, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.
God, she was obviously beating him, okay? Why does he have such an expression
"Xiaoting...it's not what you see..." Lan Feifei's face turned red all of a sudden, and just as she was about to continue explaining, Hou Xiaoting quickly closed the door.
From the crack of the door, came her gossip and ambiguous voice: "Sorry to interrupt! You guys go on... go on!"
Lan Feifei stroked her forehead helplessly: Continue... What are you continuing! This Hou Xiaoting is usually full of unhealthy thoughts, so she must be making up some pictures in her head!
Seeing her blushing and turning pale for a while, He Chaoran seemed to be in a better mood, and he put forward a very constructive suggestion: "Should we continue...?"
"Continue your size!" Lan Feifei rolled her eyes for a while, and punched him hard on the chest again, "Hurry up! Stop pretending to be a dead body here!"
He Chaoran spread his hands helplessly and looked at her: "How can you get me up if you press me down like this?"
He deliberately put the emphasis on the word "pressing", which caused Lan Feifei to blush again.
She quickly stood up from the ground, then kicked He Chaoran who was still lying on the ground: "Here, I will leave it to you to clean up!"
After speaking, she held her breath and ran out of the door quickly. In the past, like those little girls, she regarded him as a god. But now, she can fight and joke with him so naturally...
As soon as she opened the door, Hou Xiaoting, who had been eavesdropping on the door, jumped away immediately, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.
"Hehehe, Feifei... you came out so soon?" Her eyes were burning with gossip, and she even forgot to eat the skewers in her hand.
Lan Feifei snatched the skewers from her hand, bit off a piece vigorously, imagining them as He Chaoran.
Hou Xiaoting hooked her chubby little hands on her shoulders, and smiled inexplicably: "Feifei, don't you like Luo Yujun? Why are you with his cousin...? Could it be that you are like in "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Spring", you have to When you find someone you like, you want to be with his good friend? Or... have you empathized? Don't say it, in fact, He Chaoran is also very good... "
Listening to her chattering in her ears, Lan Feifei finally couldn't bear it anymore and stuffed the skewers back into her mouth: "Go eat your food! Stop talking nonsense! Just now... we just accidentally fell down That's all..."
While biting the skewers, Hou Xiaoting continued to say vaguely: "Feifei, I think it's good for you to be with He Chaoran! He sings so well and is handsome. Many girls in the school belong to him." Where is the fan girl! Sigh... Luo Yujun is good, but the person he likes is Mengshan..."
Seeing Lan Feifei's increasingly gloomy face, she realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly covered her mouth.
Lan Feifei sighed, turned around and walked towards the stairs...
Hou Xiaoting followed her and continued endlessly: "If He Chaoran likes you... what will you do? I mean... if..."
"What if!" Lan Feifei turned around and gave her a vicious look.