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Song Ziqiao turned his head to look in the voice. He looked surprised. He saw Shu Mo pushing the bicycle slowly over there.
“Come here.”
Shu Mo’s expression was plain, but the eyes hidden under his hair were faintly cold.
“Well, classmate Song, I’ll leave first.” Yao’s wife pulled her backpack and walked towards Shu Mo.
“Wait.” Song Ziqiao called Yao Ma Ren, and his beautiful face gradually faded away and returned to normal. He looked at Shu Mo and asked, “What does Shu Mo mean just now mean when he lived in the same place?”
Shu Mo raised his lips and said in a cold tone: “literally.”
What? How… possible?
Song Ziqiao was stunned and confused. He didn’t know if he had understood what the other party said wrongly. He looked at Yao Mama in a panic and wanted to verify, but found that she was already standing beside Shu Mo.
The two people in front of him stood very close. For a moment, he seemed to know something, but he could not accept the discovery.
“Impossible!” Song Ziqiao blushed and shouted loudly at Shu Mo.
He has liked Yao Mai for a while. Every day, the girl sat quietly by the window reading books and doing exercises. Once he looked over inadvertently, and the sunlight fell on her face through the glass. Her face was white and tender, with almost no tiny fluff. Her small mouth was red and beautiful, which looked even better than wearing lipstick. The delicate facial features seem to be coated with a layer of light under the sunlight, so dusty that it makes people unable to take their eyes open.
At that moment, he heard his heartbeat. From then on, his eyes could no longer be removed and he could only follow Yao Madam.
But now, the goddess in his mind is actually with Shu Mo?
Song Ziqiao had an incredible expression on her pretty face.
Shu Mo was covered in plaster, his clothes were messy, his whole body was depressed, and he was covered in an uncomfortable atmosphere. I remember someone in the class said that his family was poor and often didn’t come to class to pick up rags, otherwise how could he be so embarrassed and sloppy? Is this extremely bad person actually walking with Yao Ma?
“Let’s go.” Shu Mo stood there without hesitation, looking surprised at the man who couldn’t speak.
“Okay.” Yao Gongren walked towards the rear of the bicycle.
“Give it to you, take it.”
Shu Mo took out a bottle of pure milk and handed it to the girl.
My Madam Yao took the bottle of milk, and a pair of smiles in her eyes were about to burst out.
Seeing the two people in front of him completely ignoring themselves, Song Ziqiao’s delicate face was extremely difficult to see.Even with a little twist, he shouted unconvincedly at the back of Yao Mama, “Why?”
In addition to his grades, he is obviously more than a hundred times better than a person like Shu Mo. The more he thought about it, the less he was convinced. After all, he was a 17-year-old young man. He often had blood and energy to work hard when encountering things. Before he could wait for the answer, he continued to shout, “Do you know that he was a rag picker and he was not worthy of you at all? Are you just so willing to degenerate and choose such a person?”
Shu Mo paused his hand holding the handle of the bicycle and tightened it hard, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were prominent.
Yao Jiaoren hugged Shu Mo’s waist tightly with both hands and comforted him and did not move. She turned around suddenly, her shiny and seductive peach blossom eyes were already covered with frost, full of shocking coldness.
Song Ziqiao was stunned by Yao Madam’s eyes.
Her voice was still soft and clear, clear and pleasant, but with a chill, it hit people’s heart: “Don’t worry! You! What! What!”
Yao Jiaoren’s hands tightened, feeling the hot temperature in his arms. The coldness in his eyes melted a little, as if explaining, or as if confessing: “If you like Shu Mo, you are willing to fall, then I am willing to fall forever and stay in the abyss with him forever.” She paused slightly, “So, you don’t need too much advice!”
“You…” Song Ziqiao looked incredible, and he was shocked by the deep meaning in Yao Jiaoren’s words.
“Shu Mo, let’s go.”
At this time, Mr. Yao had already hugged Shu Mo’s thin waist tightly, and his eyes were not given to Song Ziqiao at all.
Along the way, Shu Mo didn’t say a word.
The hand Yao Jiao hugged his waist and moved it, his voice was low and soft, no longer as cold as before, as soft as water: “Are you angry?”
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Shu Mo was silent.
“That…I don’t know Song Ziqiao…” She thought about the words, “Ahem, it’s a bit interesting to me.”
Without getting the response from the boy in front of her, she licked her red lips, with shy eyes, “Don’t worry, I won’t look at others.”
Her eyes were filled with you, how could I see others!
Seeing that the boy still didn’t respond, she felt a little disappointed. When the hand placed on her thin waist slowly moved away, Shu Mo’s low and hoarse voice came: “Put back.”
“Ah?” After reacting, Yao Ma’s white porcelain-like face dyed a light rouge color, “Yeah.” A pair of small hands were put back on her waist.
After more than ten minutes, the bicycleI’ve already rode to the doorstep.
My Madam Yao didn’t know if the boy was angry, so she didn’t talk to her. She got down from the tail seat and unconsciously poked the ground, “I’m home, then… I’m in.”
As soon as her hand touched the door, a loud “bang” sounded in her ear. She turned around and saw the bicycle lying on the ground. Shu Mo strode towards her with a depressing and horrifying aura all over her body.
“Shu Mo.” Yao Man felt that he was a little dangerous at this time, and his body unconsciously took a step back.
Shu Mo stood in front of her calmly, his breath a little heavy.
“What’s wrong?” Yao Mama raised her head. He seemed to be taller again. Her head had just reached his chin before, but now she can’t touch it.
Shu Mo stretched out his big hand, grabbed the girl’s slender wrist, turned around, and took her into the alley next to the gate.
He pressed the person against the wall, half hugged him, and hugged him into his arms, but he didn’t completely touch him.
“Shu Mo…”
My wife Yao was caught off guard and was pulled into the alley. Facing the boy who didn’t say a word, she felt a little panicked.
At this time, the big hand that was hugging the girl’s waist gradually tightened, and he bent down slightly, and the boy’s chin pressed against the top of Yao Gongren’s head.
“My dear.” The boy’s voice was low and hoarse.