Ye Luoluo, who was worried about getting angry with Zhao An and whether to eat the sauce-flavored pork bun, suddenly turned red in the sauce-flavored pork bun, and his eyes bulged. He stared at Zhao An and found that his eyes had not been removed or changed. He quickly moved his eyes away and did not look at him.

Ye Luoluo's heart suddenly jumped very quickly on this somewhat wet morning. Although he was often praised by his elders and envied by girls who played well, there were very few opposite sexes of the same age so bluntly praised... Some little hooligans outside the school would say this and would whistle at her, but Ye Luoluo didn't take that seriously. Not only did he stay away from them, but he also had to have no contact with them at all. He would become bad when talking to them, and he would be embarrassed to be seen by others.

In 2001, although regular Internet cafes of all sizes and black Internet cafes were born like mushrooms after a rain in the county sand, it was not an Internet era. The contact between boys and girls has left the most conservative stage. However, for Ye Luoluo, she still couldn't figure out whether praising a girl is equivalent to confessing to her.

Is Zhao An confessing his love to himself?

This question made Ye Luoluo very curious and nervous. It probably won’t be the case. Although the two have always had a good relationship since childhood, he seems to just regard himself as his sister. The latter he secretly likes him?

How is it possible! How could he like himself? Especially recently, he hates him very much. He doesn't even look at her when she wears a new skirt and a new dress. He doesn't care about her when she asks him to go to school. Even if she walks together, she thinks about her own thoughts and doesn't talk much to her, and will not take him to the park to play like before!

He began to hate himself!

But why did he say she looks good again? Is it because she has started to develop again recently? Ye Luoluo secretly glanced at her breasts, and it became bigger and more conspicuous... But a boy actually said that she looks good because a girl's breasts became bigger. Such a starting point of praise is too bad and too hooligan! How could Zhao An be so hooligan!

But he didn't seem to stare at his chest... Ye Luoluo looked up again, but found that his eyes seemed to really fall on his chest. He quickly shrank back. The girl's tall body suddenly became timid and said hesitantly: "What's so beautiful? What are you talking nonsense?"

Don’t be praised for your good-looking breasts. Ye Luoluo thought angrily, it’s so embarrassing.

"I said Ye Luoluo is beautiful and beautiful, she is a great beauty!" Zhao An raised his hand and patted her head for fear of her. After all, she is an adult and no longer looks at her face like a teenager. Maybe she was used to seeing people back then, and she didn't think Ye Luoluo was so beautiful. But now she will look at it in all aspects and observe and look at it. The sixteen-year-old Ye Luoluo already has the capital to make men's hearts moved. Her developing straight breasts and the girl's slender legs all exuded a beautiful smell like willow branches that were drawn in spring.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful beauty? A series of praise made Ye Luoluo's ears feel as comfortable as if he had eaten a meat sauce bun. His face was red and he couldn't help but mutter a few words in a daze, his heart was pounding. What was going on today? He ran over early in the morning to say such words. Will he ask himself to go to school together later?

For a girl of this age, she would not think too much about it. The boy in front of her would ask her to do something intimate for two people or just go to school together. She would not construct other ambiguous scenes in her mind... Ye Luoluo still doesn't understand what ambiguous means and what state it is.

But Ye Luoluo likes to go to school with him, following him, talking about his class in a vague way. When he walked across the road, he looked at him standing on the left and on the right. He always blocked the side of the car. When he was dazed and about to hit the telephone pole, he would always hold himself in time and scold her a few words.

Ye Luoluo likes this, he doesn’t know that in recent times, she has to look at the traffic lights by herself when she goes to school and goes home from school alone, so nervous!

Thinking of this, Ye Luoluo felt wronged again. If you are good to someone, you should always be good to someone. It should be the same from the beginning to the end, and there must be no change. But Zhao An, it will be better and worse, and now it is better!

But now he just said that he is good-looking, and he can't say that he is good to him. It's really good to wait for him to send him to school!

"Let's go to school." Zhao An said, lifting Ye Luoluo's schoolbag.

"OK."

Ye Luoluo answered immediately, and was extremely frustrated after saying that. The moment before he spoke, he was still thinking about how he should be reserved. He was proudly silent, saying that he was not willing to go to school with him. Who told him that when Ye Luoluo asked him to go to school, he always looked unwilling to take revenge on him!

Girls are creatures with a strong sense of revenge!

Then I will pretend to accidentally step on him!

"Aunt Hu, we're going to school!"

"Be careful on the road." Hu Yue said with a smile. Seeing the smile on Zhao An's face, Hu Yue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The child was finally getting sunny again. Hu Yue had no son and didn't feel anything in the early years. But after the divorce, she suddenly wanted a son. For women, the man in the family, whether it is a husband or a son, can become his backbone. If there is no man in the family, he always feels wrong and lacks the confidence to make him feel at ease.

Just like Zhao Datong and Qin Zhu always regard Ye Luoluo as their daughter, Hu Yue also has similar thoughts and wants to have a son like Zhao An.

Zhao An and Ye Luoluo walked on the street. Ye Luoluo felt light on her body. She looked at Zhao An carrying her schoolbag. She was tall and the pink color of Ye Luoluo's schoolbag had the smell of a girl. In contrast, Ye Luoluo felt a little wanting to laugh. When she raised her head, the rain and clouds dispersed. In the morning, she hit him through the sunlight between the leaves of the tree. There was a feeling of air washing his mood clearly in Ye Luoluo's nose. She turned her head and stepped on Zhao An's instep, then giggled and ran forward a few steps.

Ye Luoluo is a generous girl and doesn't want to care about the past with him! Ye Luoluo thought so.

Zhao An didn't understand why she suddenly stepped on her feet, but just looked at her brisk steps, the hem of the skirt was fluttering, revealing the little skin on the bent knee, the slender calves and tender legs, and the girl's jumping posture seemed like the sunshine washed by the rain.

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Chapter completed!