The Boss is Very Busy

The classroom is noisy. The tablemate of MuMian is a girl with a small round face and her name is Yuanyuan.

Round and lovely big eyes gleam slightly.

"MuMian, I remember you have a copy of "Knowing How Much I Love You". I heard it looks good, do you have it?"

The girl took out a novel with a condensed cover from her schoolbag.

Yuanyuan took it.

"How is the plot? What did you say?"

The beautiful white girl was writing and drawing in the notebook, and replied.

"It's a story about a girl who teased a boy, and in the end the boy liked the girl, but the girl didn't like the boy again."

Yuanyuan's face wrinkled: "The plot is so cruel, no wonder you know how much I love you."

MuMian put down the pencil, and the figure outlined by the pencil lines on the notebook was beautiful and exquisite. Yuanyuan stared at it.

"Isn't this the owner of the bookstore in front of the school?"

MuMian nodded without denying.

"Don't you like him in MuMian too? But you painted him pretty well, but not as good as a real person..."

The girl looked down, her thick black eyelashes trembling.

It is not as good-looking as I am.

It seems that something is missing...

Before school was over, several people came and left in the bookstore one after another, and in the end only the teenager was left.

He was sitting in his old position, his white fingertips Yi Zhongjiu holding a thick book, and the densely packed text on the book was a headache.

But the boy's eyes were calm, his fingertips touched the pages of the book and turned over. He was trapped in his own small world, and no one could get in.

"Little brother."

At this time, the girl's sweet voice seemed to be heard in his ears, Lin Xinghe paused, and for the first time a strange look appeared in his indifferent eyes.

He raised his eyes, his white cheeks strained.

The girl was against the glass outside the glass door. She opened her small mouth and let out a sigh of relief at the glass. She raised her little hand and drew a heart where she was breathing.

Through the transparent glass, the girl smiled at Lin Xinghe again.

The boy didn't move, his slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing an inconspicuous arc.

The heart on the glass door quickly disappeared, and the boy's smile quickly disappeared.

MuMian opened the door and walked in. She turned around in circles, dancing with excitement.

"Is it a surprise, is it a surprise?"

The young man gently closed the book with his fingertips. Compared with the excited girl, he was extremely cold. He raised his delicate brows slightly.

"no class?"

MuMian went to the counter and sat down on the bench next to the beautiful boy. She glanced at her mouth, as if she felt bored when she mentioned school.

"The questions the school talked about were all too simple. I learned it a long time ago. I just gave a reason and the teacher gave me leave."

She raised her eyebrows, her sly eyes were bright and dark.

"Well, am I very smart?"

The boy lowered his eyes and looked at the corners of the clothes that the two people had touched because of the close distance. He retracted his eyes, pursed his thin lips, and said indifferently.

"You will do this little trick too."

"What is a little trick? This is wisdom, you don't understand. There is a generation gap at three years old. We are just three years old. It seems that our three views are not in harmony."

MuMian muttered, both inside and outside are disgusting with the teenager.

The delicate young boy's dark eyes, the cold snow seemed to be melted, a bit less cold than before.

He thought it was funny, but he didn't laugh.

"Then you still like me?"