021 Small Hands Holding Big Hands
The young man raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, leaned his face over, stopped when he was only five centimeters away from Su Mo, his red lips opened lightly, and his voice was low and sexy, "Who told you that Ben Shao is a gentleman?" β
Su Mo slid down three black lines on his forehead, took three steps back speechlessly, looked at the young man from head to tail, and then from tail to end, and took a closer look at it, only to find that this young man looked ...... It's not normal......
"Are you transfigured?" Su Mo asked directly.
"Yo, the little girl is very smart." The boy didn't deny it, but his tone was frivolous and pompous.
"Little brother, because of your childish temper, I'm sure that I'm older than you, sister." Su Mo smiled like a spring breeze, but it made the young man's forehead bruise.
"What do you say? Do you dare to say it again?! The sound of gnashing teeth came.
"Isn't it? I don't think you're eighteen yet, right? Su Mo didn't know why he had a bad taste for teasing him, as if it was a very funny thing to watch him blow up.
It was a strange feeling, and it didn't match her usual way of doing things, she was obviously meeting him for the first time, wasn't it?
"Nonsense!" The boy really blew up.
"You're such a naΓ―ve man as eighteen? Sister, I don't believe it, so I took my ID card and came out to see. Su Mo stood there with his hands on his chest and a leisurely face, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
"I, I'm eighteen years old!" The teenager who has always been confident and flamboyant is really not confident when it comes to age.
"Oh? It is also possible that the real age is sixteen ......."
"Seventeen! Seventeen years old! Before Su Mo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the young man, as if he was seventeen years older than sixteen.
"Seventeen Μ Μ Μ Μ I'm nineteen, do you say the nineteenth or the seventeenth?" Su Mo deliberately lengthened her tone to tease him, and she couldn't help but want to laugh when she looked at the young man's clenched fists and tense face.
"Okay, little brother, my sister will go home for dinner first, you can play by yourself!" Su Mo didn't forget to tease him before leaving, so he waved his hand to say goodbye.
"Stinky woman, you stop for Ben Shao!" The young man roared angrily, stepped forward and blocked Su Mo.
"What? Don't want your sister to go? Su Mo deliberately misrepresented what he meant.
"You're less narcissistic! I haven't told Ben Shao what your name is! The boy became more and more obsessed with this issue.
Su Mo raised his eyebrows, and the ruffian expression on his face was exactly the same as the expression of the young man when he leaned against the wall to watch the show, and the anger that the young man had finally suppressed almost broke out again.
Seeing the appearance of the young man blowing up his hair again, Su Mo couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
"Su Mo, foam foam." Su Mo said his name before the boy went crazy again.
"Foam? That's a bad word! "It feels like it's going to drift away in the wind and it's going to break at any moment, and you can never hold it.
Su Mo just smiled lightly and didn't speak.
The young man looked at Su Mo's smiling face, looking at the clear and pure smile, there was a warm feeling, very familiar, like a mountain flower, with a gentle breeze.
"Qin Se is in the palace, don't be quiet." The boy unconsciously muttered what was in his heart.
"What?" Su Mo didn't hear clearly, so she couldn't help asking.
"Nothing." The boy turned his head unnaturally, and there was a deep sadness all over him.
Su Mo looked at the young man who suddenly quieted down in front of her, and wondered in her heart, after tasting the sadness on his body, her heart seemed to be pierced by the tip of a needle, but it quickly calmed down, making her wonder if the pain just now was an illusion.
"My name is Tang Shaotian." The young man turned around and looked at Su Mo with a different kind of seriousness in his expression.
"Well, I remember." Su Mo looked at the young man's persistent eyes, and couldn't help nodding and replied.
"Repeat."
"Tang Shaotian."
"Hmm. Together...... Go...... Dine? He said that it was extremely difficult for him to say a short sentence, and his face did not change because he had changed his face, but the tips of his ears were rarely red.
"Thank you, next time, my family is waiting for me to go back for dinner." Su Mo didn't notice his strange appearance, although he was surprised that an arrogant and arrogant young master like him would take the initiative to invite a stranger of the opposite sex to dinner, but he still smiled slightly and politely refused.
"Oh......" Tang Shaotian nodded stiffly, and without saying anything more, he bypassed Su Mo and left alone, raising his head and chest, his back was so proud, stubborn and lonely......
In an instant, Su Mo felt that his heart had been pricked again, his brain was swollen and painful, and an inexplicable emotion emerged.
Why, he gives me a familiar feeling......
Why, I can't bear to see him alone......
Why, I feel like I should take him under my wing and give him warmth......
"Let's do it together." Su Mo had already spoken before he knew it.
Tang Shaotian's arrogant back stiffened, and when he turned around, his sadness was gone, and he just sneered disdainfully, "Stinky woman, are you pitying me?" β
Su Mo looked at him and didn't speak.
"Who are you? It's a Cinderella who can only afford to dress for a stall! Ben Shao doesn't need you to be pitiful! You don't want to climb up to Ben Shao and transform into Snow White! Tang Shaotian's tone was disgusted, his sentences were vicious, and his face was full of disdain and ridicule.
If it were an ordinary person, he might have been so ashamed that he would have cried and covered his face and ran away.
It's a pity that Su Mo is not an ordinary person.
I saw a warm and tolerant smile on her face, approaching Tang Shaotian step by step, and said softly: "Why should I pity you?" Or do you feel that there is something about yourself that you need to be pitied? β
"I ......"
"Also," Su Mo interrupted Tang Shaotian's words, "Your fairy tale allusion is useless, Cinderella was not a princess originally, but later became a princess, and she is not a princess; Snow White was originally a princess, and she was still a princess after being kissed by the prince. So if a person is Cinderella, then it is impossible for her to become Snow White. β
"You ......"
"Finally," Su Mo interrupted him again, his tone changed to a familiar teasing, "I'm not interested in sibling love, so little brother, even if you give me a shoulder to climb, I won't climb." β
"Bold stinky woman! Do you know who you're talking to?! The sadness aroused in Tang Shaotian's heart had already been squeezed into the nest by Su Mo's three paragraphs of words that were pressing step by step, and now he only knew that the woman in front of him was very indebted, very, very indebted! Even if her smile resembled that person, it couldn't extinguish his determination to teach her a lesson!
"Let's go, go home and eat." Su Mo completely ignored his threat, and walked forward by holding his hand like she usually held her younger brother Su Xiang, completely treating him as an awkward, arrogant and lonely child who lacked warmth, although the "child" was taller than her......
At the moment when the cold big hand was wrapped in a warm little hand, Tang Shaotian's anger that was about to explode suddenly disappeared, his whole body was stiff, his facial expression seemed to be frozen, his brain was even more blank, his heart was beating fast, but the person was wandering out of the world, and involuntarily followed Su Mo's steps and walked out.
Why is this feeling so familiar......
Like when she was a child, she held his hand......