After school, Lan Feifei and Hou Xiaoting walked home hand in hand as usual.
Hou Xiaoting continued to lick the ice cream heartlessly, and put the ice cream to her lips pretending to be generous: "Feifei, would you like to have a bite, it's delicious!"
She thought that Lan Feifei would definitely dislike her saliva and would not eat it, but Lan Feifei, who was so preoccupied, didn't think about it at all, and just subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked it.
"Well, the taste is not bad." She said mechanically, but she didn't even know what she said.
Hou Xiaoting looked at her with wide eyes as if struck by lightning: "You...you...you..."
"What's wrong with me?" Lan Feifei was puzzled.
Hou Xiaoting was frustrated, and forced her the ice cream in her palm: "It's nothing, you can continue to eat!"
Just because she doesn't dislike her saliva doesn't mean that she doesn't dislike her saliva! There is a saying that even male and female friends cannot share the same toothbrush, so even good friends cannot eat ice cream together! ! !
Lan Feifei took the ice cream and licked it in a daze, and there was a rush of footsteps behind her, followed by He Chaoran's voice.
"Fifi!"
The two turned their heads at the same time, only to see a handsome young man in white running towards them with a transparent crystal guitar on his back.
The sunlight shone on the crystal guitar, refracting streaks of radiance, making the boy even more handsome.
Hou Xiaoting knew that He Chaoran was here to find Lan Feifei, and she knew it just by omitting herself from his greeting. Although she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she still avoided it very wittily: "You guys talk, I'll go buy another ice cream..."
He Chaoran had already come to Lan Feifei, and said to her with a smile: "I called you several times just now, why did you ignore me?"
Lan Feifei looked at him as if waking up from a dream: "Huh? You called me just now, sorry I didn't hear."
Three black lines suddenly appeared on He Chaoran's forehead.
Lan Feifei looked around again in a daze, and muttered softly: "It's strange, why did Xiaoting disappear? She was here just now..."
Three black lines appeared on He Chaoran's forehead again: "Feifei, why do I feel that you are in a trance today?"
When he was singing under the tree at noon, he accidentally caught a glimpse of her looking at him upstairs, and he was quite happy in his heart. But when he raised his head again, he found that she had disappeared—only Luo Yujun and Li Mengshan were left in the corridor.
He probably guessed what happened in the middle.
"No, I'm very energetic!" Lan Feifei said while forcing herself to cheer up.
"Then let me ask you, did you hear me singing at noon?" He Chaoran grabbed her schoolbag and prevented her from going any further.
"I heard that, it's great!" Lan Feifei looked at him seriously with her beautiful light brown eyes, her face was sincere except for sincerity.
"Really?" He Chaoran raised his eyebrows, his heart was full of changes, "By the way, I have to trouble you to help me design this look... The last time was very successful, and everyone felt that their eyes were bright. There are still many fans Leave a message asking me if I secretly went for plastic surgery."
"Okay!" Lan Feifei agreed straightforwardly, and then closed her mouth again, "But..."
"But what?" He Chaoran looked at her with great interest, and teased, "You don't know, you want me to promise you with your body?"
"Well, it's about the same." Lan Feifei blushed with embarrassment, and said in a low voice.