To The Lovely You

  Lan Feifei discovered just how ambiguous he and He Chaoran were at the moment. She straddled him like this, with a pair of small hands on his chest...

   What made her even more devastated was that He Chaoran had a very enjoyable look on his face, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

  God, she was obviously beating him, okay? Why does he have such an expression?

   "Xiaoting...it's not what you see..." Lan Feifei's face turned red all of a sudden. Just as she was about to continue explaining, Hou Xiaoting quickly closed the door.

  In the crack of the door, she heard her gossip and ambiguous voice: "I'm sorry to disturb you! You guys continue... continue!"

  Lan Feifei caressed her forehead helplessly: continue... continue what! This Hou Xiaoting is usually full of unhealthy thoughts. It is estimated that she is trying to make up some pictures in her brain!

   Looking at her little face blushing and white for a while, He Chaoran seemed to be in a better mood. He put forward a very constructive suggestion: "Should we continue...?"

   "Continue your stature!" Lan Feifei's head popped out for a while, and he punched his chest again, "Get up quickly! Stop pretending to be a corpse here!"

  He Chaoran reluctantly spread his hands and looked at her: "You are pressing me like this, how do you tell me to get up?"

   He deliberately put the emphasis on the word "pressing" again, causing Lan Feifei to blush and heartbeat again.

   She quickly stood up from the ground, and then kicked He Chaoran, who was still lying on the ground: "Here, I'll leave it to you to clean up!"

   After she finished speaking, she held her breath and ran quickly towards the door. In the past, like those little girls, she regarded him as a god-like existence. But now, she can play and joke with him so naturally...

   She had just opened the door, and Hou Xiaoting, who had been lying on the door eavesdropping, immediately jumped away with an embarrassed look on her face.

   "Hehehe, Feifei...you came out so soon?" Her eyes were burning with gossip, and she even forgot to eat the skewers in her hands.

  Lan Feifei snatched the skewer from her hand, bit a piece hard, and imagined them as He Chaoran.

Hou Xiaoting's chubby little hands hooked on her shoulders, smiling unintelligibly: "Feifei, don't you like Luo Yujun? Why are you talking to his cousin...? Are you like in "Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land", you have to If you don't have someone you like, you're going to be with his good friend? Or... you're empathetic and don't fall in love? Don't say it, He Chaoran is actually very good..."

Listening to her chattering in her ear, Lan Feifei finally couldn't bear to put the skewer back into her mouth: "Eat your food! Stop talking nonsense here! Just now... We just accidentally fell. It's just..."

While biting on the skewers, Hou Xiaoting continued to say vaguely: "Feifei, I think you and He Chaoran are not bad together! He sings so well, he is also handsome, and many girls in the school belong to him. What about the fan girl! Alas... Luo Yujun is good, but the person he likes is Meng Shan..."

   Seeing Lan Feifei's increasingly gloomy face, she realized that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly covered her mouth.

  Lan Feifei sighed, turned and walked towards the stairs...

   Hou Xiaoting followed behind her and continued endlessly: "If He Chaoran likes you...what would you do? I mean...if..."

   "There is no such if!" Lan Feifei turned around and gave her a vicious look.