Mess with the sticky little milk dog【16】
Su Ci lowered her eyes slightly, grabbed the other party with her little hands and explained seriously.
Song Yubai continued: "Can I chat with my sister in the future?"
The girl lay on the boy's shoulder, her cheeks were a little hot, and she said embarrassedly: "Yes."
"I'm afraid there are too many people sending messages to my sister." Song Yubai whispered: "Will it disturb you?"
Su Ci blinked her eyes.
Pussy lips: "Not a lot."
She said softly: "No one talks to me."
Song Yubai said calmly: "How could it be, don't my sister have classmates and friends?"
Su Ci pursed her lips again.
He whispered: "We don't chat."
Song Yubai continued: "Sister, someone should be chasing him."
The piggy bank essence doesn't speak.
She listened to the boy's somewhat casual tone, like ordinary chat.
He lowered his eyes and said softly: "No."
"No one chases me."
Song Yu paused and continued, "Lie, a boy blocked his sister at the school gate last time."
Su Ci's ears are red.
She didn't expect that the other party would be caught. She felt a little embarrassed and explained seriously: "It's not a confession."
"What's not confessing?"
Song Yubai stopped the trail.
Su Ci was a little confused. She was actually confessing her love, but she didn't really want to admit it.
I couldn't help but take a look at the boy.
He had to admit it, "It's a confession."
"It seems like I'm in the same grade as my sister." Song Yubai's beautiful peach blossom eyes glanced slightly.
Su Ci can't remember it very clearly.
Her little hand was holding an umbrella. Although the rain had already dropped, she was still worried that the boy would be wet by the rain.
I couldn't help but lie forward a little.
Reply softly: "I don't remember."
Song Yubai thought for a while and said, "Although he is not as tall as me, he is still 1.8 meters tall and single eyelids. Doesn't my sister like this type?"
Although it was a tone of inquiry.
But it made the piggy banker mesmerize a little and wanted to bury herself. She whispered that she didn't like it.
Song Yubai asked casually: "What type of sister likes?"
Su Ci's cheeks were hot, and she stared at the young man's tall nose bridge. His lips were very thin, especially his neck, which looked very good.
He tightened his little hand softly and said, "I don't know."
Su Ci was afraid that the boy would ask again, so she asked softly on his back: "What kind of girl do you like, junior."
Song Yubai said almost without hesitation: "Cute."
Su Ci didn't speak.
She felt that she did not meet the aesthetic standards of a teenager.
The piggy bank essence is a little worried.
She is not cute at all.
what to do.
The car on the platform just stopped, and Song Yubai put the girl down.
Su Ci wanted to bring the umbrella back.
Song Yubai lowered his eyes and looked at her, played with his cell phone with one hand and said, "I made an appointment with a friend here, and he will come soon."
Zhuizanzi leaned his little face slightly and took a small step back. Everyone in the car was waiting for her.
Song Yubai looked over with his peach blossom eyes, raised his lips and said, "Goodbye sister, see you tomorrow."
Su Ci looked at the boy, said thank you, and then went up with an umbrella.
The girl sat by the window, put her little hands on the glass, and her beautiful eyes fell.
The boy was also looking at her.
Su Ci was like peeking at the bag being caught, retracting her gaze, and her ear tips were a little hot.
She thought a little disappointed.
Is the other party waiting for someone? Who are you waiting for?
Su Ci doesn't know.
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Song Shumin looked at her brother who was a little wet, and was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!