This is a Jinjiang anti-theft chapter. You can read “Shumo.”
Yao’s black peach blossom eyes lit up in an instant.
“Student Shu Mo?”
Song Ziqiao turned his head to look in the voice, and he looked surprised. He saw Shu Mo pushing his bicycle slowly coming 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, returning to normal. He looked at Shu Mo and asked, “What does Shu Mo mean just now mean when he said that living in the same place?”
Shu Mo raised his lips and said in a cold tone: “Literal meaning.”
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 Ma Ren 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 her eyes were filled with peach blossoms.A smile is 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, and even with a little twist. He shouted unconvincedly at the back of Yao Mama, “Why?”
In addition to his grades, he was 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.
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to eye rest when reading for a long time. :
—-This is a gorgeous dividing line—