Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 154 Rebellious Brother Is A Little Sweet (22)

Song Yu pursed his lips, and wiped He You's face earnestly and meticulously. Occasionally, his fingertips would accidentally rub against the girl's tender and delicate skin, causing him to tremble slightly.

The young man's eyes focused on He You's face, his long eyelashes drooping slightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes again, and the boy's fingertips slightly touched the ends of her eyes.

Her voice was very soft: "Ayu, you are so pretty."

A large cloud covered the sun, the young man stood under the umbrella, his cold white skin was the only light, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were clear.

Song Yu's fingertips trembled, and he took his hand away, keeping his eyes away from He You.

"All right."

He poked secretly to see his gradually ruddy ears again, and smiled.

"Thank you, Ayu."

……

There are no entertainment methods in the countryside, and grandma doesn't like watching TV, so she just holds He You's hand and chats about homework all the time.

She thought of Song Yu who came here with He You.

"Xiao Ke, it seems that you get along well with that child?"

She remembered that Encore was in a bad mood when she learned that her father had remarried.

He sat on the edge of the bed again, dangling his short legs.

"Ayu is fine."

She bent her eyes and smiled: "Grandma, don't you think Ah Yu is particularly good-looking?"

Good-looking is of course good-looking.

Grandma poked He You on the forehead lightly.

"Xiao Yu is your younger brother now, so it doesn't matter how you talk."

It's not the younger brother, He yawned again.

Grandma hesitated for a moment: "Your sister said she would come over in two days."

He You: ...

She was speechless. Why didn't this luck snatcher play cards according to common sense, and always wanted to get close to the original owner.

"Why is she here?"

Grandma: "What you said, she can't miss grandma, come and have a look?"

He didn't believe that An Ran was so filial, she suspected that this girl was here to sabotage.

Regardless of what An Ran is going to do, He first showed his grandma his design drawings.

Grandma looked at it carefully: "The style is good, but it takes a little effort to make."

He took grandma's arm again to act like a spoiled child.

"I trust grandma."

Grandma smiled: "Okay, I will start making it for you tomorrow."

The sky washed by the rain was azure blue, and the hot sun hung out before noon.

He learned tie-dyeing from his grandmother again, running back and forth, his cheeks turned red after a while.

She has bright eyes and is a quick learner.

The tie-dyed fabric was hung up, and He wiped the sweat from her face again, and the color that hadn't been washed off left traces on her face.

But she still didn't realize it.

Things went smoothly, and He You was also very happy. It was the first time she came into contact with this craft, and she thought it was quite interesting.

She bounced up and ran to Song Yu's side. The young man lazily leaned against the door frame to bask in the sun, his long legs stretched casually.

He knelt down in front of him again, cupped his cheeks and looked at him.

"Ayu, are you bored?"

Song Yu shook his head, seeing the sudden blush on her cheeks, subconsciously reached out to wipe her.

The slightly cool fingertips touched He's scorched cheek, and He felt comfortable again, tilting his head and rubbing.

Then he pinched Song Yu's fingers.

She tilted her head, the boy's fingers pinched between her cheek and shoulder.

He narrowed his eyes again: "Very comfortable."

Song Yu pursed his lips, trying to pull his fingers out.

He kept his head tilted again, but without using any force, Song Yu's fingers were easily pulled out halfway.

The girl was very tired, she tilted her head and closed her eyes, her cheeks were still red.

Song Yu's movement of pulling his hands stopped, and he lowered his eyelashes, then slowly stuffed his fingers back, and touched He You's cheek again.

He closed his eyes again, and rubbed against each other again.

After squatting for a long time, the legs are prone to numbness, and this posture is also uncomfortable.

Song Yu moved his fingertips, his voice very soft.

"Go back to bed."

He yawned again slowly: "I can't sleep yet, grandma has something to do at night, and I have to cook."

(End of this chapter)