Dancing youth: mistakenly provoking a black ruffian

Chapter 181 Your name is the same as your person

Lan Hao was like this, looking at Ji Yue before the storm with open teeth and claws.

In his eyes, Ji Yue is cute and funny when he is angry, even very charming.

He found that he really liked watching her angry.

However, this time was an exception. Ji Yue suddenly put away his anger, and smiled at him, his eyes crooked: "Mice, do you know? Your name is the same as yours."

"Eh?" Lan Hao was taken aback, his mind full of foxy questions: "What do you mean?"

Haozi, Haozi Haozi, is there anything special?

He didn't feel anything special at all.

She said his name was the same as his people, well, what about his people?

Lan Hao frowned and thought hard.

Finally, I came to a conclusion: I am so stupid, isn't it just a word, handsome.

Haha, he is the schoolboy of Xincheng. When everyone talks about him, they use this word to boast about him.

handsome.

Otherwise, two words, super handsome! !

Thinking of this, the corner of Lan Hao's mouth raised a smile, which was a sweet smile that could not be concealed.

One can imagine how happy he was in this moment.

For the first time, he had a different feeling for a girl. This ignorant feeling that he couldn't even tell apart, as time went by, and Ji Yue's special temperament, deeply attracted him.

Although many times, he knew in his heart that he shouldn't make her angry, but he just couldn't help teasing her.

It was just because she was crazy about him.

Perhaps more precisely, he wanted her to pay attention to him.

He doesn't like her ignoring him, and he doesn't like her being indifferent to him. Only by constantly pissing her off can he satisfy the desire in his heart.

This is the germination of puberty.

One of the manifestations of being nervous about the opposite sex you like.

She was still smiling, blinking her big innocent eyes: "It's literally."

Humph, she won't tell him what it means.

I am not tired of living.

So Lan Hao also laughed, a little silly, even a little embarrassed.

He liked the way she boasted about him, yes, sweet good feeling.

It's as beautiful as spring flowers blooming and birds singing on the treetops.

The two of them were like this, harmonious and harmonious like never before, with friendly smiles on their faces, and they looked at each other.

It's just that they have their own ghosts.

"I'll help you find a few books, see if they are suitable for you? They are all famous books that have been passed down for a long time."

The librarian came running back, exasperated and elated.

With a bang, he took a dozen or so Chinese classics and piled them all up on the desk, with a bright and amiable smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)