He Fang looked down at the girl, the dripping rain slid across her smooth and soft face, her delicate eyelashes were wet and looked more and more black, and her eyes went down again, and He Fang's breathing was uncontrollably messy.

The clothes that were not too thick were all soaked by the rain, clinging to the skin, and the girl's faintly germinating coquettish curves were unreservedly exposed in front of her eyes.

He put it around and looked around, but fortunately there was no one.

"Umbrella. He Fang still spoke in a calm tone, but it made people clearly feel his sense of oppression.

Lin Piaopiao didn't expect this person to have a domineering side, she raised her head unconvinced, and glared at He Fang stubbornly.

In this cool and even chilly rain, He Fang felt a little anxious in his heart, as the girl raised her head, her body also lifted slightly, and the light fabric faintly revealed a shape that he had never understood, and the delicate lace even revealed a lovely pattern.

He Fang didn't bother to be with Lin Piaopiao, took the umbrella in Lin Piaopiao's hand, "Pop-", a bright sunflower bloomed in the rain.

Lin Piaopiao was depressed, how could this person take away his umbrella so naturally! And—"What are you doing?!Let go of me!"

There was an undoubted force on his wrist, Lin Piaopiao could even feel his body temperature, and the touch of an unfamiliar body that he had never felt before made Lin Piaopiao's heart beat faster, thinking that he was angry, and struggling to escape.

He Fang was like carrying a chicken, not caring about Lin Piaopiao's little milk at all, and dragged Lin Piaopiao to the school gate.

The uncle sitting at the doorman who was eating melon seeds saw such a scene - a tall boy dragged a girl forward, and the two of them obviously had an umbrella, but they were both drenched.

The uncle was puzzled - what ......did they do when the school building reached the school gate?

Walking out of the school gate, Lin Piaopiao originally wanted to yell at her, let her let go of herself, and she would go home by herself. Before she could speak, He Fang turned to the right without saying anything—it was the direction she was going home.

Lin Piaopiao was stunned.

"You, how do you know the way to my house?" After turning another corner, Lin Piaopiao was shocked, this person couldn't have followed him, right?

He was speechless, too lazy to explain, and strode forward to drag Lin Piaopiao forward like a chicken.

Poor Lin Piaopiao's calves were short, and he stumbled when he walked, and finally couldn't help it for a long time, "Can you slow down! Do you think I'm as long as your legs??"

He Fang was stunned, and subconsciously really glanced at Lin Piaopiao's legs.

Lin Piaopiao wore a pair of short bloomers, and the lower half of her white and tender legs were wet.

Seeing He Fang's gaze looking directly at his thighs, and the gaze became clear, Lin Piaopiao was ashamed and angry, what do you look at!!

After He Fang finished looking at Lin Piaopiao's little short legs, he slowed down his pace very intimately.

Walking less than a hundred meters away from home, He Fang stopped and stuffed the umbrella to Lin Piaopiao, "I'll go back." After speaking, he turned his head and plunged into the rain, without even looking at Lin Piaopiao.

Lin Piaopiao was stunned.

What kind of operation is this? Obviously, he wants to send him back, but he doesn't agree, how can it turn out that he is sending himself home?

Lin Piaopiao turned her head in a daze, but she was so frightened that she almost collapsed to the ground.

Her mother's scrutinizing face was close at hand—"Why are you soaking wet??Who was that boy just now??"

Lin Piaopiao collapsed, how to put it, you bastard!

At dinner, the strange gaze of Lin Piaopiao's parents made Lin Piaopiao unable to swallow.

"Don't look at me like that! he's just my classmate!"

Mom and Dad shook a "believe you have a ghost" look.

Dad Lin sighed, "Piao Piao, we are not against you falling in love, your mother and I have been getting along for a long time, but you are now, after all, you are busy with your studies, you can't give up your roots, but if the boy is really good, your mother and I are not old antiques, and proper love is still beneficial to the growth of teenagers......"

Lin Piaopiao was dumbfounded, and looked at Mother Lin with an approving face, her family was inevitably too open-minded...... But that's not the point! Is she not doing anything at all? What is falling in love?