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Chapter 551 Teacher, Can I Steal Your Heart? (five)
Tu Zhimeng looked at the expectant look of the young man in front of him, and couldn't bear to refuse in his heart.

Just when she was hesitating, a big hand took hers in a snap. The temperature in the palm was warm and hot, like a warm current that quietly penetrated into Tu Zhimeng's heart.

She raised her head slightly, and met a pair of expectant eyes, as innocent as a little puppy, holding her hand and shaking it, revealing a coquettish look, which made people unable to bear to refuse.

Tu Zhimeng: "..."

She sighed silently, feeling that if she didn't agree, she would be stared at by the other party all the time, she reluctantly raised the corners of her lips, and said reluctantly: "Okay, okay..."

Anyway, it was lunch time, even if he didn't come, he still had to eat.

When the boy got Tu Zhimeng's answer, he smiled even wider, as if he was a puppy who had only been praised by his master. He wagged his tail happily and his eyes curled up in laughter.

"Then I'll lead the way for the teacher." He said, holding Tu Zhimeng's little hand and walking straight forward, without any intention of letting go.

Tu Zhimeng froze for a moment, just being held by him in a daze like this, looking down at the big hand holding her, for some reason, this feeling was so familiar, it was obviously the first time, but there was a feeling of being held by him. The illusion of passing through several lives.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, the boy arranged for Tu Zhimeng properly, found a seat for her to sit down, and then he went to cook by himself.

Well, the boy brought all the meals from the cafeteria here.

A table was piled full.

Tu Zhimeng looked at the food on the table, swallowed her saliva, and somehow felt that this scene was so familiar.

Fragmentary memories emerged in her mind.

It seemed to be in a cafeteria too, the man across the street in suits and leather shoes brought all the same food for himself, so much that it couldn't fit on one table.

But Tu Zhimeng couldn't remember who that man was, what he looked like, or how old he was. There was only a vague outline, which vaguely overlapped with the boy in front of him.

Tu Zhimeng was startled, and when she came back to her senses, her long eyelashes trembled, and she looked at the boy opposite with an indescribably complicated emotion in her heart.

"Teacher, my name is Ye Luo!"

The young man's brows and eyes were full of smiles, and he pointed to the name tag on his own chest. His thin lips were slightly curled up, and a pleasant and magnetic bass sounded slowly. His eyes were clear and bright, like a pool of clear spring water, blown by a breeze , Blowing up a pool of ripples, making people's hearts bloom.

I have to admit that the young man has a good skin, his facial features are as delicate as if carefully carved by artists, his pair of phoenix eyes are as bright as peach blossoms, and his smile is even more charming, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Ye Luo?

Tu Zhimeng searched in her mind, and found that she didn't have any impression of the name.

"Teacher, you can call me Lolo."

Ye Luo rested her cheeks on the table, blinked her eyes, and stared straight at Tu Zhimeng.

Feeling the other party's enthusiastic gaze, Tu Zhimeng's heart was burned a bit, avoiding Ye Luo's gaze, stuffed a mouthful of food sullenly, her little face blushed unknowingly.

How can a big boy act like a baby better than a girl?

Originally, she was too beautiful, with such a delicate name... Are you sure you didn't cast the wrong gender when you were reincarnated?
She complained silently in her heart, but felt that the name Luo Luo seemed to be quite easy to pronounce, just like his people, like a little milk dog with a baby voice.

"Teacher, you are cute when you are shy."

(End of this chapter)