sweet strawberry love

Chapter 296 Do you still remember the little brother you met in kindergarten?
"pain!"

Shangguan Tian pursed her mouth, and her soft voice sounded aggrieved.

Ouyang Che leaned over and carefully blew on her wound, "Then I'll wait a little longer."

Ouyang Che didn't dare to use a cotton swab to give Shangguan sweet medicine.

The cotton swab was hard, and the little girl had icy skin and skin, and now she was burned again. I don't know how painful it is to apply the medicine with the cotton swab.

He squeezed the ointment on his hand, and gently circled Shangguantian's burnt area with his fingertips.

The burning sensation on his arm was a lot cooler because of his action of applying the medicine, and it was also slightly itchy.

Shangguan Tian watched Ouyang Che help her blow the wound and gently apply the medicine. Suddenly, her heart was hit hard, and her heart became very soft.

In fact, this boy is still very good sometimes.

In the quiet box, Ouyang Che suddenly asked: "Shangguan Tian, ​​do you still remember what happened when you were a child?"

"When I was a child?" Shangguan Tian raised her beautiful brows, "When was it?"

There were too many things about her childhood, how did she know which aspect Ouyang Che was asking about.

Ouyang Che pursed his lips, and said in a deep and magnetic voice with a little undetectable anxiety, "It happened when you were in kindergarten."

"Things at that time were already very vague. I only remember that I didn't have a daddy before I went to kindergarten, but I only got one later, and we seem to have moved addresses a few times."

Shangguan Tian went to kindergarten relatively early. Others only went to kindergarten at the age of three, and she went to kindergarten at two and a half years old.

That age itself is the age of not remembering things, and so many years have passed, if Ouyang Che hadn't brought it up, she probably wouldn't have thought about the kindergarten.

Of course, there is also that dream that I don't know if it is real.

"Then do you still remember the little brother you met in kindergarten?"

"I met a lot of little brothers in kindergarten, but it's been too long and I have forgotten them all."

Shangguan Tian has been cute since childhood.

Everyone loves beautiful food, whether it's a little boy or a little girl.

So she was very popular when she was a child.

But when they grow up, it is completely opposite. People start to envy people who are more beautiful and better than themselves, and they are even more afraid of being compared by others and stay away from such people.

Just like her who is being criticized by many people.

Hearing the word 'a lot', Ouyang Che's handsome face sank. He has not been by her side for so many years, how much has she hooked up with?

Ouyang Che gritted his teeth, "Don't you have the kind of little brother you like very much and take the initiative to cling to?"

Just like him?

"How is it possible, it's the little brother who clings to me, how can I cling to other little brothers?"

When she said this, Shangguan Tian felt a little guilty.

Because Mommy seems to have said that when she was a child, she often clinged to her handsome little brother, and shamelessly followed him behind and called him 'Sanggong'.

Of course, she would not tell Ouyang Che these words.

With his pissing nature, I'm afraid he will ridicule himself!
She also wants face.

"Ha ha!"

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Ouyang Che's fingertips pressed heavily on Shangguantian's wound, causing her to scream in pain.

The beautiful eyes gave Ouyang Che a dissatisfied look, "It hurts to death, Ouyang Che, what are you doing?"

"You deserve it to death!"

Shangguan Tian: "..."

It was fine just now, how can this person turn his back on him?

The ringtone of the mobile phone in his pocket interrupted Shangguantian's plan to settle accounts with Ouyang Che.

　One more~~~
　　Happy Chinese Valentine’s Day~~~
　　In this holiday with pink bubbles, are you going out on a date with your boyfriend, or lying dead at home~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)