his little classmate

Chapter 70 Then can I ask for your QQ?

There was an oolong, and Chu Yao touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably. No wonder the little classmate didn't reply to his messages.It turned out that he didn't hate him, Chu Yao raised his eyebrows.

"Then can I have your QQ?" Chu Yao picked out a pink balloon from his hand and handed it to Su Yi.

Su Yi took the balloon and shook her head, "No."

Seeing Chu Yao's deflated expression, Su Yi's almond-shaped eyes were dotted with dots of light, looking cunning and cute.

"Okay, you have learned to lie to me." Chu Yao stretched out his hand to scratch Su Yi's nose, his black pupils loving and gentle.

"I learned from you." Su Yi raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a bright smile on her face.Like the breeze with a touch of gardenia fragrance, the air is filled with a sweet fragrance.

Very sweet, Chu Yao licked his lower lip.

Among the crowd coming and going, Chu Yao's balloon was particularly conspicuous, so Chu Yao and Su Yi gave the balloon to the children.The children are very cute, and they will smile shyly and say, "Thank you brother and sister."

After delivering the balloons, the sun was about to set, and the evening sun came down.

Chu Yao wanted to send Su Yi home, but Su Yi was very stubborn and refused to let him send him. Chu Yao had no choice but to send Su Yi to the station.

The car hadn't arrived yet, and the night was very quiet, and the faint sound of bugs could still be heard.

"Chu Yao, why are you dressed like this today?" This is not his dressing style at all.

Seeing Su Yi's curious gaze, Chu Yao held his breath, unable to move up or down.He won't tell Su Yi that his outfit is to seduce Su Yi.

So fucking embarrassing.

"Change the style." Chu Yao found an excuse, and then asked as if nothing had happened: "How is it? Do you like it?"

The palms in the trouser pockets were slightly damp and hot, and a little nervous.

"It's okay." Su Yi didn't notice Chu Yao's slightly trembling voice, and nodded.

"But I think your previous style is more suitable for you." She seemed to like the real Chu Yao more, the grumpy and impatient Chu Yao.

Although this is a bad habit, Su Yi still likes it.

Chu Yao slowly let go of his clenched hands, why is he so worthless?Hearing the words of the little classmates, my heart was like a sponge full of water, softening into water.

That was the treasure he held dear to his heart. He really wanted to steal her home.

Just thinking about it this way, Chu Yao couldn't help laughing out loud.The little classmate is still underage, and his thoughts are not pure.

When the bus came, Su Yi waved to Chu Yao, got on the bus, swiped his card, and found a seat to sit down.Seeing that Chu Yao hadn't left yet, Su Yi hurriedly gestured for a quick walk.

Chu Yao raised his jaw slightly, indicating that he knew.

Seeing Su Yi turn his head and sit quietly on the seat, Chu Yao suddenly laughed lowly, the little classmate is really good.

Looking at the tail of the car gradually disappearing, Chu Yao stood up straight.

There was the sound of the car rubbing against the ground not far away, and Lu Tianran flicked his tail and stopped in front of Chu Yao.

It's a modified off-road vehicle, with several cars behind it, it looks very cool.

These rich second generations know nothing, they are the most prodigal.And because he was rich, he got a fake driver's license, so he was unscrupulous.

Chu Yao opened the car door, bent his slender legs on the back seat, took off his glasses, threw them into the box containing things, and said in a lazy and cheerful tone, "Go back to the apartment."

Lu Tianran was already used to it, turning the steering wheel skillfully in front of the free driver.

No matter how bad Chu Yao's mood is, as long as he sees Su Yi, he will get better.

Lu Tianran looked at Chu Yao, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth and turning his phone, from the front-view mirror.It turns out that it's not that Chu Yao has no heart, he just hasn't met anyone he likes.

A ruthless person, once moved, is more affectionate than anyone else.

(End of this chapter)