Fu Yue retorted: "You are not my brother."

Lu Yansu: "..."

Seeing the little girl's red lips close together, she was about to say something.

The young man stretched his hand in his pocket and took out a strawberry milk candy, his slender fingers flew up and down, and quickly peeled off the candy paper.

Then he stuffed the little girl's mouth and successfully blocked her mouth.

Fu Yue: "..."

She just wanted to say something, then she tasted the strawberry candy in her mouth, and silently shut her mouth again.

With her legs close together, she sat on the back seat and shook her slender white legs. The white sneakers on her feet were clean and refreshing.

The girl's youthful and beautiful appearance, clean like a flower bone, tilted her head and scratched her chin from time to time, like a cat, with beautiful big eyes bent.

She poked Lu Yansu next to her, and asked, "How do you know I like strawberry candy?"

The boy's dark and beautiful black eyes paused for a moment, and he thought of the scene that day.

The girl's white palms were facing upwards, and a lollipop and pink candy paper lay quietly on it. She tilted her head and said, "Strawberry flavor, very delicious."

...

Then I wrote it down by the way.

The young boy's thick long eyelashes hang slightly, covering the emotions in his dark eyes.

"Take whatever you want."

Hearing Lu Yansu's answer, Fu Yue rolled her eyes, and didn't have a word for words.

After returning home, the girl carried her schoolbag and went up the stairs. When she passed the corner of the stairs, her schoolbag hooked on it, and something fell off.

Fu Yue didn't pay attention, she entered the bedroom with her schoolbag in her arms.

The boy stopped there, then bent down and picked up the things on the ground.

Lu Yansu's expression remained the same as she pinched a cute strawberry pendant with her slender and white fingers.

After thinking about it, he put the pendant in his jacket pocket.

...

Fu Yue returned to her room.

She was sitting at the desk with her white chin in her hands, her big dark beautiful eyes staring straight at the white wall in front of her, thinking about something.

I found a piece of pink paper in the drawer and took a pen. The girl lowered her head and began to write something.

System 677 is online, and he asked: [Host, what are you writing? 】

Fu Yue said lazily: "Write a love letter."

A certain eyelid twitched, [Who wrote it to? 】

It always feels that the host wants to do something.

The girl bit the pen in her hand, sharpened her pointed little tiger teeth, and said casually: "Write to the gentle little brother I met today."

System 677: [...This is not so good, you guys only met for the first time. 】

Fu Yue looked at a certain light group inexplicably through the void, "What's wrong, you see, the little brother is so good-looking and so gentle, and he gave me some sweets... This is not my family Sweet standard!"

System 677 wants to cry without tears.

How can it pull its host back from the sidetrack?

Finished breakfast the next day.

Fu Yue took the schoolbag and flipped through things inside, and then found that she hadn't picked up the homework yesterday, so she ran back to the bedroom.

Then she didn't pay attention. When she flipped through her schoolbag, a pink letter fell out.

It happened to be seen by Lu Yansu who was sitting aside.

The boy walked over, bent down, and pinched the paper on the ground with two white fingers.

Lu Yansu is no stranger to an envelope of this color, because he has seen it in his desk countless times.

love letter?

The young boy's exquisite eyebrows gradually sank, and Ying Hong's thin lips pursed.

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