Fu Yue retorted: "You're not my real brother."
Lu Yansu: "..."
Seeing the little girl opening and closing her red lips, she was about to say something again.
The boy reached out his hand to feel in his pocket, took out a strawberry milk candy, and quickly peeled off the candy wrapper with his slender fingers flying up and down.
Then he stuffed it into the little girl's mouth and successfully blocked her mouth.
Fu Yue: "..."
She was about to say something, but then she tasted the taste of strawberry candy in her mouth, and silently shut up again.
His legs were neatly closed, and he sat on the back seat and shook his slender white legs. The white sneakers on his feet were clean and refreshing.
The girl looked youthful and beautiful, as clean as a flower bone. She tilted her head and scratched her chin with her hands from time to time, like a cat, with beautiful big eyes.
She poked Lu Yansu next to her with her hand, and asked, "How do you know I like strawberry candy?"
The boy's dark and beautiful black eyes paused for a moment, and he thought of the scene that day.
The girl's fair palms were facing upwards, and a lollipop with a pink candy wrapper lay quietly on it. She tilted her head and said, "Strawberry flavor, it's delicious."
…
Then just memorize it.
The young man's thick long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his dark eyes.
"Take whatever you want."
Hearing Lu Yansu's answer, Fu Yue rolled his eyes, and didn't have anything to say.
After returning home, the girl went up the stairs with her schoolbag in her arms. When she walked around the corner of the stairs, her schoolbag got hooked on it, and then something fell down.
Fu Yue didn't pay attention, she went into the bedroom with her schoolbag in her arms.
The boy stopped there, then bent down, and picked up the things on the ground.
Lu Yansu's expression remained unchanged as he pinched a lovely strawberry pendant with his slender fair fingers.
After thinking about it, he put the pendant in his coat pocket.
…
Fu Yue returned to her room.
She was sitting at the desk, with her white chin resting on her hands, her big dark and beautiful eyes were staring straight at the snow-white wall in front of her, thinking about something.
Finding a piece of pink and tender paper in the drawer, and taking a pen, the girl lowered her head and began to write something.
System 677 went online and asked: [Host, what are you writing?]
Fu Yue said lazily, "Write a love letter."
A certain Tong's eyelids twitched, [Who are you writing to?]
It always feels that the host wants to do something.
The girl bit the pen holder in her hand, sharpened her small canine teeth, and said casually: "Write to that gentle little brother I met today."
System 677: [... This is not very good, it's the first time you two met.]
Fu Yue glanced at a certain light ball through the void for some inexplicable reasons, "What's wrong, look, that little brother is so good-looking and gentle, and he even gave me candies... Isn't this my little sweet girl?" Sweet standard!"
System 677 wants to cry but has no tears.
How should it pull its host back from the off-topic path
After breakfast the next day.
Fu Yue took her schoolbag and rummaged through things in it, and then found that she didn't take homework from yesterday, so she ran back to the bedroom.
Then she didn't pay attention, when she flipped through her schoolbag, a pink letter fell out.
It happened to be seen by Lu Yansu who was sitting on the side.
The boy walked over, bent down, and pinched the paper on the ground with two white fingers.
Lu Yansu is no stranger to envelopes of this color, because he has seen them countless times in his desk.
love letter
The youth's delicate eyebrows and eyes gradually sank, and his cherry red thin lips pursed.