her little sweet orange

Chapter 17

Lin Yu sat on the sofa tremblingly.

Only then did Xia Nuan notice this beautiful girl with phoenix eyes.

"Eh? Who is this lady?"

Lin Yu suddenly stood up, mocked Xia Nuan and bowed: "Hi, hello, I'm Miaomiao's best friend, Lin Yu."

Xia Nuan had a smile on his face, as if he had thought of something.

"You are Mayor Lin's daughter, right? You are so old, and you are so beautiful. I went there when you were in charge of the week."

Xia Nuan covered her lips and smiled lightly.

Lin Yu blushed a little: "This, so..."

Jiang Cheng smiled and looked at Lin Yu: "Yeah, this kid is really pretty. He looks better than some of the popular little stars in the entertainment industry. His voice is also nice. He is a good seed for entering the entertainment industry."

Hearing the idol's praise, Lin Yu felt a little elated. For the first time, he sincerely thanked the old mother for giving birth to a good appearance.

"The children are hungry, Nuannuan and I will cook - Xiaoyu will eat at our house, we are all classmates, let him be his own home, just let it go."

Lin Yu nodded dully: "Yeah."

After the two elders left.

Cheng Huai lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Chen Miao, put his hands on the pillow, and nestled lazily on the sofa.

"Don't play tricks on me, be careful I'll kill you tonight."

The hoarse voice seemed to have a hook.

What he said was really ambiguous, Lin Yu slowly covered his mouth, and looked at the two of them with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Piaopiao scrolled through Weibo, sat upright on the sofa, her expression on her face remained unchanged, and her head did not lift, as if she was used to the scene at this time, and her heart was calm.

Lin Yu raised her trembling hand, pointed to Cheng Huai, and then pointed to Chen Miao.

"You you you you!!!"

Chen Miao patted Lin Yu's trembling hand pointing at her, and casually stuffed a grape into his mouth.

Chewing the grapes in his mouth vigorously, he stared fiercely at Cheng Huai.

"Heh! I will report every grievance. It wasn't the last time you deliberately reported my fight to my mother, which caused me to be imprisoned for three days, and I was not allowed to go to school!"

Cheng Huai casually played with the strawberry in his hand, and glanced lightly at Chen Miao.

"That's because you deliberately shot down the drone I spent half a year assembling last month."

Chen Miao sat up straight, with her hips akimbo fiercely, her chest went up and down, as if she was very angry.

"Hey? Are you still arguing with me? Isn't it because you were chased and bitten by your border shepherd for a whole day!!! Damn it! I was chased around Jinshuihuayuan four times while holding the gold master!!"

The patron is a Maine Coon cat raised by Chen Miao.

Cheng Huai seemed to be a little excited, raised his eyebrows wickedly, sat up straight, bent and folded his slender and straight legs at will, and looked sideways at Chen Miao.

Looking closely, the tips of his fair ears were red, as if they were about to bleed.

"Three months ago, your golden pig pulled a pile of shit on the robot I took to participate in the competition, it's watery."

Tmb, I really don't know what that idiot thing fed that pig, the cake was smelly and watery, and he dug up the land that the robot occupied.

His hoarse voice carried the unique magnetism of a teenager, and a slight forbearance could be heard.

Chen Miao rolled her eyes, her fair face turned red, as if she had thought of something angry.

"Three and a half months ago, your Bianmu dismantled the wooden castle that I spent a month assembling, and even pissed on it! Yellow!!"

The redness of Cheng Huai's ears seemed to be more obvious.

"Have you forgotten the fanfic H article you wrote on the No. [-] Middle School forum when you were in the first year of high school?"

Written by Lin Jingye and his fanfiction.

Because the author Chen Miao's writing style is good, and the whole article is described in a flowing manner with delicate details. At that time, this fan art became popular in the whole No. [-] Middle School.

What's more, at that time, someone asked him if he was gay...

God damn gay! !
(End of this chapter)