Chapter 11 teaches you to hold hands
Seeing this, Yu Fan hurriedly chased her, joking, she finally came, how could she not go in and have a look.
"What's wrong? Xiaoyu, half of my visit to Longxing this time is for it, won't you take me in for a walk? Yufan ran to Feng Yiyu and stopped her.
"Who tricked you in?" Feng Yi said in a puffed tone.
Only then did Yu Fan know that he had said the wrong thing just now, he was talking to himself, but he didn't expect the listener to have a heart.
"No, I mean I tricked you."
Feng Yiyu ignored him and ran past him on one side.
Yu Fan stood in front of her again, stretched out his arms, and said viciously: "Xiaoyuββ, believe it or not, I will take you in." β
Feng Yiyu didn't know if it was because he couldn't run away from him, or because he was afraid of his threat, or for other reasons, so he turned around and ran into Yuerong Street again.
Yu Fan laughed behind him and said, "Sometimes the power of barbarism is really better than civilization. β
"Scoundrel!" Feng Yiyu said hatefully, running faster.
The scenery on both sides is beautiful and beautiful.
After running for a while, Feng Yiyu was tired, and their entry into the arena also attracted the side eyes of many couples, and Feng Yiyu was a little unbearable.
Talented and beautiful, how can it not be eye-catching.
Many boys were very fortunate and learned one more trick, it turned out that girls could not only trick in, but also bring her in.
But attention is for a while, and everyone has their own scenery.
"I'm so tired that I won't be able to catch up if you run again." Yu Fan panted and ran to Feng Yiyu's side.
Feng Yiyu glanced at him angrily: "Pretend again!" β
Although he said this, he was actually quite beautiful in his heart.
"Yuerong Street really lives up to its reputation, and this visit is enough for this life!" Yu Fan became sour, "Dare to ask Miss if you can take Xiaosheng for a visit?" β
"I haven't been here again, I'm going to go shopping myself."
"No, it's right at the doorstep, why haven't you shopped, even if you don't look down on all the boys chasing you, won't you come and see it with Xiao Wu?" Yu Fan was surprised, and his expression was exaggerated.
"What's there to do with the two girls?" Feng Yi said disdainfully.
"Yes, yes, Miss is absolutely right." Yu Fan walked forward, "Then how about I take Miss on a tour?" β
"Call me whisper." Feng Yiyu seemed to be extremely reluctant to be forced to follow him helplessly.
Yu Fan looked around and said sincerely: "The flowers are full of flowers, the fallen flowers are colorful, white as snow, red as rouge, but how can the beauty of flowers be as beautiful as people?!" Does Miss Xiaoyu think so? β
"If you don't talk well, I'll ignore you." Feng Yiyu didn't appreciate it.
"It seems that I still have to study hard to make the beauty happy, and I haven't graduated." Yufan is actually quite thick-skinned sometimes.
Feng Yi was speechless, if you don't graduate, then who can graduate? If you graduate, how many people will you harm?
Yu Fan pointed to a small pavilion hidden among the trees behind him and said, "I'm tired after running for so long, let's go and sit over there." β
"No, no."
Feng Yiyu was startled, in her heart, going to that kind of place is to do "bad things", especially in Yuerong Street, she is afraid that she will not be able to help but do bad things.
"Let's go to the drunken beauty house for some dessert, it should be just ahead."
Feng Yiyu said and walked forward.
"Haven't you been here before? How do you still know that Zuimeiya is delicious? β
"My classmates have been here, and every time I go back, I show off what I ate where, and I know it."
Feng Yiyu walked lightly in front, swaying in the spring breeze, like a fairy in a flower, Yufan's heart was hot, and he caught up with her side by side, and said tentatively: "Can I hold your hand?" β
Feng Yiyu did not agree or object, but hid his hand stiffly.
The flowers on both sides danced in the breeze, sometimes flying up and falling on the body.
Love songs are lingering, the lights are soft and warm, and a pair of young men and women are holding hands and sitting and whispering, or silently hugging each other, and also kissing passionately, enjoying the happiness of their season.
Feng Yiyu only stared at the road under his feet and walked gently. Occasionally, I looked up to see if I had arrived at the drunken beauty house, but as soon as I looked up, I immediately lowered my head, as if I had seen something I shouldn't see.
"Don't look up." Yu Fan was envious of others, and suddenly heard such a sentence come out of Fengyi's words.
"Why?" If you don't let the handle, you don't even want to look at others.
Feng Yiyu also seemed to feel that she was in too much control, and whispered softly: "I'm afraid that you will learn badly." β
"If you let me hold hands and go inside, I won't look at it." Yufan Dale, this Yuerong Street is indeed worthy of its name, and girls are easy to be emotional after they come in.
"You just finished talking to Xiao Wuqing, and you came to me again." Feng Yiyu's words are a little sour and astringent.
Yu Fan smiled dumbly: "That's also called Qingqing, me, me?" I almost didn't make a punch. β
Feng Yiyu also smiled when she heard it, "Isn't she going to come back until the day after tomorrow?" How could they come back to you early for a drink? β
"She came to avenge you, but unfortunately it didn't work out."
After Yu Fan paused, he looked at her sincerely and said, "Thank you, Xiaoyu." β
"Thank me for what?" As soon as Feng Yiyu heard it, he knew that Lu Xiaowu had come back early for his own affairs.
"Thank you for sheltering me from the wind and rain and holding up a piece of the sky."
Feng Yiyu was amused by his exaggerated statement, "Scoundrel, don't feel good about yourself, I just pity you." β
Yu Fan looked at the tall and beautiful girl in front of him lovingly, and said softly, "Do you like him?" β
Feng Yiyu shook her head gloomily, "My father's hospital was supported by his father, so my parents also hope that I can marry him in the future." β
"He was arrogant and domineering since he was a child, and he never allowed other boys to approach me. If I get even the slightest bit close to other boys, he'll beat them up, so ......"
"I see, you haven't even held hands with boys." Yu Fan felt a little pity for her, "Then you won't find a boyfriend for the rest of your life?" Maybe you can go to another city and see if his hand will be that long? Maybe find someone more ruthless than him. β
Feng Yiyu shook her head gently, "I don't know, let's not discuss it, okay?" β
"Alright! Then let me, the handsome and dashing Prince Charming, teach you how to pull the boy's hand, and it shouldn't matter if I am a little wronged. β
Yu Fan saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn, and began to tease her, pretending to be extremely reluctant to close her eyes, and reached out to touch Feng Yiyu's hand.
Feng Yiyu shook his long hair, giggled and ran away, "Stinky beauty!" β
The vigorous skills are to be used at this time, and as soon as Yu Fan took a step, he caught up with Feng Yiyu, and grabbed her little hand unceremoniously with his right hand.
Feng Yiyu let out a low cry, and the jade hand had fallen into the tiger's claws, unable to break free.
Soft and slippery, as if boneless, Yu Fan's heart fluttered, and he unconsciously used a little force on his hands, and his little hands that were struggling slightly immediately became honest and began to heat up a little.
"Huh! Xiaoyu, you have a fever. β
Feng Yiyu was embarrassed, and angrily used his other hand to hit Yufan, but he was caught again, and he was reluctant to kick him, so he had to lower his head and not look at him, anyway, it was already like this.
"What does it feel?"
"The feeling of vertigo, the feeling of bliss." Feng Yiyu said subconsciously.
Yu Fan was afraid of scaring her, resisted the urge to hug her, gently let go of her right hand, and walked forward with her left hand.
Unconsciously, the two of them interlocked their fingers, pulled tightly, and went to find a drunken beauty house together.
Feng Yiyu walked with his head down, but the sweetness on his face could be seen by a blind person.
"It's about time there, don't you think that?" Yu Fan pointed to a dessert house in front of him and said.
Just as the breeze blew, the flowers that were covered in front of the store were blown aside, revealing three sweet words: drunken beauty house.
"That's it, let's go." Feng Yiyu pulled Yufan and ran over there.
It's orange or custard light, and it's as warm as a fairy tale, with a soft song in the faint sound of the violin.
The hut is not big, only a dozen small partitions, but the arrangement is staggered. There are not many people, about four or five pairs, and the things here are delicious, but they are also very expensive, so there are not many people who come in.
"I want a drunken beauty, and a cup of flowers before the moon."
When Yufan and the others came in and sat down, a sweet little girl stood next to them.
"Give me a fierce fly, and a glass of laughter." Yu Fan also followed the wind and nodded directly.