To The Lovely You

  The two little girls did their homework again, and Luo Xiaomei suddenly felt a little thirsty.

   Of course, only those who do not do their homework seriously will be thirsty and hungry at every turn. This principle is probably similar to - lazy people pee a lot.

   "I'll go downstairs and pour a glass of orange juice, do you want it?" Luo Xiaomei said and stood up.

   "Pour me a glass too!" Li Mengshan said casually, and continued to do her homework meticulously.

  Because the home is close, Luo Xiaomei has often come to Li Mengshan's house to play since she was a child, and she is already familiar with their home. She came and went freely as if she was in her own home, and soon went upstairs with two glasses of orange juice.

   When passing by the door of Lee Minho's room, she specially slowed down and glanced inside secretly. To her surprise, the door turned out to be hidden...

   She thought that a person like him who likes quietness must have the door closed and write hard.

  Unconsciously, she approached the gap in his door, approached and approached again... She really had no other idea, she just wanted to take a look at him from a distance.

   In the room, only one lamp was lit, illuminating the corner of the desk. Lee Min Ho's thin back was bathed in this warm halo, looking so gentle.

   He was a young man with gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes, and every move made her feel very gentle. Even if she didn't say or do anything, just sitting there like that made her feel gentle.

   She stared at his back in awe, not even realizing that the orange juice in her hand was almost overflowing from the glass.

   Lee Minho was looking at the exercise book in front of him with all his attention, but vaguely felt a little warm behind him. The heat continued to rise, and in the end he felt like his entire back was about to burn.

   He turned his head in doubt, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small figure through the crack of the door.

   "Littleberry? You...why are you here?" He was startled for a moment, then smiled at her.

   Peeking at the captured bag, Luo Xiaomei's first reaction was to run away. But his smile made her unable to move her legs at all, and her eyes landed on his lips as if they had taken root.

"This...this...I'll come to Mengshan tonight to copy...do my homework!" Luo Xiaomei hesitated for a while, her eyes fell on the two glasses of orange juice in her hand, "then...by the way. Bring you a glass of orange juice..."

   "Thank you." Lee Minho stood up and walked towards her, took the orange juice from her hand, the smile on his face was softer than the moonlight outside the window.

   Looking at his Adam's apple rolling gently because of drinking water, Luo Xiaomei suddenly felt a little dry mouth again. Really, when she was downstairs just now, she had already drank several glasses of orange juice!

   He seemed to have just finished taking a bath, with a faint scent of green grass exuding from his body, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of water vapor, which added a bit of temptation.

   "Well, I'll go back first..." She swallowed secretly, thinking that it would be better for her to leave quickly.

   She was about to run away, but was stopped by Lee Minho: "Wait!"

   "Huh? Is there anything else?" Luo Xiaomei controlled her chaotic heartbeat and turned to look at him.

   "Your leg..." Lee Minho's eyes fell on her fair and smooth calf, "Is it cut when you fell this morning?"

  Luo Xiaomei followed his gaze, only to realize that there were a few not very obvious scars on his calf.