Chapter 127: The Male God Allowed Me to Daydream
"I guessed that." The elder brother snorted coldly, with a look of disgust: "When I was a child, I knew that you were a who looked at handsome guys." When you see the white skin coming over, you want to hug it, and when you see other little guys, you are indifferent. β
The white skin is a Samoyed raised by our neighbor's Aunt Qi, with a snow-white body and a very high appearance, which can be called a face genius among dogs.
Because her whole body was snow-white, I didn't know her name at first, and because she was naughty, I secretly called her Baipi with my brother. Over time, I didn't bother to change it.
The white skin is also an upper way. After my brother and I teased us a lot, when we saw the two of us, we would go up and call him white-skinned, even if we were far away, I would run over with a girl.
And Aunt Lin in the community has a Shar Pei dog, but Uncle Li is different, he has a bull terrier, I heard that his son specially bought it for his amusement. When these three dogs get together, everyone can imagine how beautiful the picture is.
I remembered the picture of these three little guys together, and I couldn't help but laugh: "This is normal, right?" Although Baipi is a boy, he is good-looking, isn't it normal for me to hug him? β
My brother snorted and continued the previous topic: "Let's talk about your male god." There is no future in saying this. β
I poked the lotus leaf rice, lowered my eyes and chewed slowly: "When I saw him at that time, I felt that I couldn't let go of it for a long time. But I also comforted myself afterwards and didn't think about it anymore. If you don't see it, you will meet better looking boys, and you will always forget. β
"Hmm." The elder brother gradually listened: "And then? Forgot? Did you come across something better? β
"I don't know if it's an encounter." I looked up, looked at him, and said word by word: "At that time, there were many good-looking boys in the school, including the sunny type who played basketball, the gentleman type who smelled books, and the romantic type who studied art, all of whom were the school's most influential figures. β
My brother also looked at me, his eyes were gentle and doting, and his tone was light and soft: "But you still think that he is the best." β
"Not that I think." I corrected it word by word, and said righteously: "It's the whole school that the teachers and students feel." And I was very frustrated, a little panicked, and a little surprised to find that really no one could replace him, even if I saw a boy in the world who was more beautiful than him, I would not forget him. β
I raised my head a little more and proudly told my brother: "Because those people are not him, only him, with that kind of temperament, only him, makes me feel that a female man will have a feeling of thumping in my heart and blushing." β
My brother was obviously touched and touched my head: "My silly sister, you are not a woman, you are a very sincere, lively and cheerful little girl." β
I smiled embarrassedly, and my heart warmed: "I know, I don't need you to praise me." β
The elder brother sighed and withdrew his hand: "Virtue! Praise you and you'll float. β
I glanced at him, took a sip of fruit porridge, and squinted happily.
The elder brother was chatted with interest, and continued to ask with interest: "After that, what progress has you made with the male god you like?" β
Afterwards? I looked at the fruit porridge in front of me, crystal clear, the aroma of the flesh was fluttering, very tempting, colorful, I couldn't help but think of the DNA crystals of that day.
I thought about many things that had happened before, as if they had just happened, and they were vivid in front of my eyes, and I was extremely unforgettable.
"Later, I actually wanted to be like the heroines who bravely chased love, stalking, begging for nothing,
Make him like me. β
My brother couldn't help but laugh when he heard this: "If you can really do this, then I should admire you." If you dare to do this under my uncle's nose, I have to call you sister. β
I also giggled and shrugged my shoulders: "You deserve to be my own brother, and you are really right." I really admire them for their courage, and I have to admit that I don't have that courage. β
My brother couldn't see me belittle myself so much, so he corrected him seriously: "You did the right thing." Although I encourage you to fall in love, learning comes first. The most important thing is that stalking is too cheap, if you really dare to do this, Dad and I are far away from other schools, and we will immediately come back and break your legs. β
I nodded, thinking that this was something they could do. He shook his head again and continued: "I really don't dare, but I don't dare to say it, mainly because I am afraid that I will disturb his study and he will find me annoying." β
My brother raised an eyebrow and motioned for me to continue.
I sighed and smiled helplessly: "You don't know how good he is." And he rarely speaks, and he doesn't like to be too close to people, and he is indifferent to everyone. I liked him in my heart, but I didn't dare to take the initiative to approach, seeing that he always wanted to run. I'm afraid he knows what I'm thinking. β
Brother, I don't bother with taking the initiative anymore, but I hate iron and steel: "What are you running?" I don't let you take the initiative, but I don't let you not give hints and create contact opportunities! I always thought it was Mao Sui, how could it be Liu Adou? β
"I made it on my own initiative." I retorted, a little embarrassed to meet my brother's unanticipated look: "I deliberately didn't get my level in the math test, and asked the teacher to talk to me, implying that the teacher asked him to be my tablemate." β
My brother naturally guessed the following: "And then you have a story?" β
I nodded, then shook my head again, "Yes, it doesn't count." β
My brother changed his posture to eat melons: "What do you say?" β
I thought for a moment and said, "I didn't dare bother him too much at that time. I was not honest in Chinese and history classes, and I would read some famous books, but I would not communicate with him much. But he would remind me of the key points of the drawing, which would be considered progress that no one else had. β
"It shouldn't be," my brother was a little unconvinced: "The same table is the easiest to have feelings, you are a bit evil?" β
"This is just the beginning!" I knocked on the table and expressed my displeasure at his forced way of fast-forwarding: "I'll tell you slowly, can you listen carefully?" Don't interrupt me all the time. β
"Okay, good, good, you say, you say, you say." My brother looked helpless: "Isn't it okay if I don't say it?" β
I glanced at him and continued: "Later, as I got to know him, I found that he was not at all as cold as he appeared. He is a very polite and attentive person, who will not poke at your embarrassment, will take care of your emotions, but is restrained and dignified, will not cross the line, and make you daydream. β
"Poofhahahaha!" My brother took a sip of fruit porridge and was laughed at by my last half of the sentence: "Who did you learn to be serious and funny?" I'm going to die laughing at you, my silly sister. β
I snorted and reiterated seriously, "Really." Many girls in our class wanted him to give a lecture, but they didn't dare. So I handed him a note and said that he would come over after class and let him speak. Do you know how he does it? β
My brother was very cooperative, staring at those good-looking eyes and asking, "How?" β
I immediately said seriously: "He passed the answer to the study committee member, and asked the study committee member to write it on the blackboard and read it for himself." β
"And," I emphasized, "the study committee member is a 1.83-meter-tall man." β
"Hahahahaha," my brother laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and the spoon was about to fall off, and he was already laughing until he lost his voice: "You, you really, are trying to tease me to death today!" β
"Really!" I was afraid that he would not believe it, so I tried to explain, "It's true!" He really balances the relationship between classmates and men and women very well, and never gives you a chance to get close. β
My brother smiled and nodded, and the porridge in the spoon fell back into the bowl.
I was a little ashamed, and used the killer trick of cruel words: "If you laugh again, I won't say anything." β
"Let's talk about it," my brother was busy holding back, not daring to smile openly: "You go on, brother doesn't laugh, brother doesn't laugh." β
I took a deep breath, calmed down, and continued: "So I think that's when I got to know him on a deeper level, to understand his more inward, hard-to-find strengths, and then like him more. β
My brother didn't speak, but looked at me thoughtfully.
I glanced at him and said to myself, "I know, you're going to laugh at me again, thinking I'm still too naΓ―ve and immature." But brother, girls have their own love thinking. In my opinion, a boy can take care of his classmates, and he is not sticky, and does not accept the approach of a girl, which is a rare and thoughtful move in itself. β
What's more, not only did he not pierce the girl's heart, nor did he hurt the girl's self-esteem, but he also took appropriate and safe measures to help his classmates. Such a well-cultivated person will definitely not be a person who makes me look away. β
My brother didn't speak immediately, just looked at me.
After a long time, he finally smiled: "It's really grown up." I know how to judge whether my choice is right or not based on my character. β
I wasn't embarrassed at all, but I was proud and proud of his way of praising me openly and implicitly showing that Jiang Yueze was a very reliable person: "That's. It's good that they are also college students from prestigious schools, and this kind of consciousness is what intellectuals should have! β
My brother looked disdainful: "Huh~ narcissistic." β
With a dry mouth, I buried my head and took a few sips of fruit porridge.
My brother was curious about what happened after us: "Then there is no girl around him who can daydream?" β
"Yes," I looked up, smiled shyly, and pointed to myself, "Your sister me." β
"Really?" My brother was shocked and asked me very seriously, "Why did he make you daydream?" β
I stopped my hair and smiled a little lewdly and nymphomaniac: "He gave me a lecture, only for this girl." β
"Yo yo yo," my brother was excited, and his body was half leaned forward, "Is that very close?" Is there any further information? Talk to my brother. β
I pushed my glasses, a little annoyed and a little shy: "I, can I see the fine fluff on his face?" β
My brother smiled with disgust: "I thought you were a little promising, at least you would have an electric eye or something." β
I laughed and pointed at him and complained: "Can you not say these unreliable?" β
My brother also laughed: "Even if you release the electric eye, it is estimated that your male god will be scared to death by you." β
"I'm not going to do that." I said seriously: "He doesn't like not to say it, and it's not my style." I'm going to do what Fang Jinyu would do. β
My brother was full of interest: "Then tell me, what will we Fang Jinyu do?" β
I laughed, and pushed my glasses a little embarrassed: "Teasing him." 2k reading network