After wiping off the water stains on her lips, the little girl didn't taste any strange taste.

"Are you still drinking?"

Feng Jue returned to her senses, tangled for a second in her heart, and nodded, "Drink."

After a whole bottle of water, Feng Jue rubbed his stomach, wondering if the adults saw his abdominal muscles just now.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes were indifferent, and for some reason, when the little guy grew up, he became more disciplined, kept a proper distance from her, and was often prone to daze.

Looking at the handsome face with red lips and white teeth, the little girl stretched out her fingers and placed them on his cheek.

"Feng Jue."

As soon as the name was called, the boy looked back, just poked his cheek on his finger, and there was a pear vortex.

"grown ups……"

The two eyes met, the clear spring reflected the bright moon, and Feng Jue touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

Ling Qingxuan retracted her hand and shook her head, "Go back together at night?"

"Okay!"

It's better for an adult to live next door to him than to live further away.

The two walked away from the other side, and Guan Zhouyu put on a towel and glanced there indifferently.

"Monitor, go back, the next class is about to start." The classmates shouted, and Guan Zhouyu responded.

He wiped his face and felt a strange feeling in his heart. The little girl just now looked a little familiar.

It's not a familiarity judged by eyes, but a kind of familiarity from the heart.

Seeing how close she is to Feng Jue, she must be a girl who likes Feng Jue.

The boy shook his head and followed his classmates away.

...

"Brother, I heard that you have troubled Feng Jue?"

After school, Li Xingran came over from class three to look for Li Yuechen.

Li Yuechen's handsome face was full of grievances, "Sister, you came here to find me just for this?"

What's so good about Feng Jue's little white face, why can't her younger sister polish her eyes.

Li Xingran was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "No, it's not a special trip, don't we live together? Let's go, go home."

The girl whispered cutely, and Li Yuechen felt more comfortable.

The boys in Class 5 saw him being picked up by the school girl's sister, and they all deliberately made fun of him.

Li Xingran had to keep her ladylike demeanor and leave the classroom with Li Yuechen.

"My sister's charm is not diminished. Don't say it, that Feng Jue is hanging you. I have checked and he is a scumbag."

Li Xingran lightly hammered him, "Why?"

Li Yuechen told her what happened on the field, "I told him that if you lose the game, you are not allowed to approach you. Guess what, good guy, he scored in that game alone, and we only have duck eggs here."

"What does this show? It shows that he really wants to get close to you and doesn't want to give up on you."

Li Xingran's face turned red, and she pushed back her broken hair, "Really?"

"Whether it's true or not, don't think I don't know, that love letter last time was written to him by you."

Being poked at the center, Li Xingran bit her lip and said, "He is so good, isn't it normal to like him?"

Li Yuechen: ... that seems to make some sense.

"Why don't you think about our monitor." Li Yuechen began to promote Guan Zhouyu, "You know Guan Zhouyu, this guy is definitely a warm man. He is attentive and considerate, and he is good at studying. He is not worse than that Feng Jue."

Girls who are still in adolescence, when they don't give up, how easy it is to change their goals.

"I don't want it." Li Xingran's expression changed slightly, "If you say this again, be careful that I will ignore you."

Li Yuechen had no choice but to change the subject, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about it."

Li Xingran snorted, "By the way, have you seen that new transfer student?"

Li Yuechen shook his head, "Where is the transfer student?"

He only had games and teasing Feng Jue in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to things outside the basketball court at all.

Li Xingran tightened her backpack, "Brother, you like me the most, right?"

"Hi, of course." Li Yuechen rubbed her head.

However, Li Xingran was talking in her heart, hoping that after seeing Ling Qingxuan, he would still say this without thinking.

That little girl, but everyone likes the type.

...

The scenery at dusk is beautiful, with orange afterglow on the boy's pure white school uniform.

Feng Jue casually pressed the bell of the bicycle.

How could he propose without embarrassment, let the little girl go home.

[Host, if you put that aside, you might as well just take the Lord God directly into the car. ] zz proposal.

The boy frowned, very serious.

With a princess hug?

Ling Qingxuan happened to be here, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

Feng Jue stretched out her hands, tilted her bicycle, and was supported by the little girl.

What is the little guy thinking.

"Aya-san...how do you want to go back?"

Ling Qingxuan took out the spirit sword with the other hand, with a serious face, "Go back with the sword."

Is there anything smoother than a spirit sword?

Feng Jue quickly pulled her hand down, feeling a little helpless, "Classmate Ling, this is the school."

The adults are really...so cute.

"You can use it later." As long as no one sees it, it can be used.

However, Feng Jue also made sense, the more low-key she is now, the better.

So, the little girl flipped her long legs, stepped on the seat, and shook her head back, "Come up."

The princess in Feng Jue's imagination was gone.

Not only that, he is now invited to the back seat by the little girl.

【Sit down, host! By the way, you can also put your arms around the waist of the Lord God~]

This is so attractive.

Feng Jue calmed down and said to the little girl, "If we go out like this, it will attract people's attention, and they will think that we are a couple."

couple?

Aya Qingxuan didn't think so much.

She and the little guy are so different in age, how could they be a couple, even though he could have married at his age in ancient times.

"Those who are clear will clear themselves." Ling Qingxuan patted the back seat.

Feng Jue knew that others didn't think that way. As soon as he sat down, the school would set off a **** storm tomorrow.

He endured his emotions, turned around and said, "I..."

[Lord Lord God, the host has hemorrhoids and cannot sit. 】zz thought of a foolproof plan for Feng Jue, he is really a clever little ghost.

Feng Jue: ? ? ? !

Do not! Listen to him explain!

The little girl frowned slightly, as if searching for the importance of the disease in her mind.

For a moment, before Feng Jue had time to explain, the little girl took out a book earnestly, "Follow the prescription and take care of yourself."

After speaking, the little girl stepped on the pedal.

"Wait!" Feng Jue struggled to take off his jacket and tied it around her waist.

The little girl's waist is very thin, so close, she can smell the cold fragrance inadvertently.

Feng Jue stabilized her mind and restrained herself from blushing and beating heartily when she faced her, "Okay, go back, I'll go home later and cook for you."

This conversation was a bit like an old husband and wife. Ling Qingxuan didn't say much, stepped on the pedal, and rode away on a bicycle.

[Oh, Lord God, even the back of the bike is so good-looking, host, are you fastened? Don't let Lord God go away. 】

"zz..."

The teenager gritted his posterior molars, "Which part do you want to start with?"