Shen Qinghuan was choked, she was not good at lying in the first place, and after being debunked by Lu Ziheng in this way, she was a little overwhelmed.

"If you push harder, the milk tea will be pinched and overflow." Lu Ziheng moved his position slightly, he deliberately leaned close to him, and lowered his voice: "Xiao Qinghuan, if you don't want more people to know, I can go with you now." ”

Shen Qinghuan quietly reddened his ears, his voice was very soft, and it smashed into Lu Ziheng's heart, but it was very comfortable: "Can you not ...... like this?"

"What do you tell me?" Lu Ziheng stood up suddenly, and when he approached the girl, he could smell the faint fragrance of her body, he was originally much taller than boys of the same age.

"Well, you can't let anyone else hear that."

All of Lu Ziheng's actions came to an abrupt halt.

He leaned down, and his gaze just fell on the girl's red and delicate little face, because of shyness, Shen Qinghuan's thick and dense eyelashes flickered like a small fan brushed.

Lu Ziheng subconsciously moved his throat.

He couldn't help but look at the girl's cherry lips again.

The beautiful lines reminded him of the scene in the bathroom in the morning......

It took a long time for Lu Ziheng to find his voice from his distraction: "Is Xiao Qinghuan my exclusive possession?" ”

After asking, Lu Ziheng was also stunned.

He didn't expect to ask so bluntly.

I thought that some words would be quietly buried in my heart, waiting for an opportunity to bloom, but acting far faster than thinking.

I've asked all the questions, what else can I do?

The water that was spilled out will not be recovered after all.

When Shen Qinghuan heard Lu Ziheng's words, he nodded even more shyly: "It's just you." ”

In the past fourteen years, she has been rejoicing innumerable; is closer, but the surname is omitted, and she is called Qinghuan; The unpopular ones are just clear.

Qinghuan.

Huanhuan.

Clear.

Whether in the past life or in this life, from beginning to end, only Lu Ziheng stubbornly called him "Xiao Qinghuan".

"You give me a nickname, and I want to give you one." Lu Ziheng was in a good mood, he suddenly grabbed Shen Qinghuan's white and cold little hand, although it was not the first time, he was still nervous to the point of palm tide. Wet: "I'm a year older than you, and in the old days, you would have called me brother." ”

She is a docile Aries in the spring of March, and he is a strong lion in the autumn.

"It's just a few months away."

"It's a second off." Lu Ziheng sat back in his chair, his gaze a little eager.

"Brother." Shen Qinghuan shouted softly for the first time.

Lu Ziheng was indeed crispy, but he was very dissatisfied.

Kimchi is full of brothers, it's too general, and he wants to have an exclusive nickname corresponding to it.

"Brother Lu." Shen Qinghuan, who was denied by Lu Ziheng, added a surname in front of him.

Lu Ziheng is still not satisfied, there are so many surnames Lu in the whole country, they are the same, and there is still no novelty.

"Brother Ziheng."

The third time.

Lu Ziheng was as if he had been shocked, he stared at Shen Qinghuan with a dull gaze, the girl had no talent in names, let alone think of an exclusive nickname.

"That's not going to work." Shen Qinghuan bit his lip with some distress.

She probably didn't know that her every move now was teasing his heart.

At the moment when Shen Qinghuan called him "Brother Ziheng", Lu Ziheng could hardly breathe.