His eyes were so burning that she couldn't ignore them even if she wanted to!

The tips of Ming Zhao's ears were slightly red, as if a child stealing candy had been discovered by an adult, he lowered his head slightly and said, "You have hair on it." ”

Ming Zhao casually told a lie, and then quickly lowered his head.

He hadn't lied since he was a child, but at this time he lied, which made him feel shy.

Staring at a girl, seeing that this would never have happened before, but today, he did such a thing.

"Then you can take it off for me!" Mu Yao said.

Ming Zhao was slightly stunned, raised his head to look at Mu Yao, and quickly removed his eyes, not daring to look directly at Mu Yao.

Stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair, the black and shiny hair, thin and soft, when touched, a few small broken hairs were gently touched in his palm, a little itchy, the touch was straight to the bottom of his heart!

His hand stroked his hair lightly twice, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

Mu Yao looked at Ming Zhao, but saw that Ming Zhao's face was flushed, and even his neck was red.

"Why is your face so red?" Mu Yao reached out and touched Ming Zhao's forehead, "Such soup, you can't have a fever!" ”

Mingzhao stood up abruptly and said, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

After that, Ming Zhao had already rushed out like a gust of wind, and he really looked a little deserted and fled.

Mu Yao was also stunned for a few seconds, and reached out to scratch her sideburns, which was also a little inexplicable.

Could it be that I reached out and touched his forehead and scared him?

Mu Yao's heart was inexplicably stronger, and then she got up and checked the soup pot, and after making sure that the heat was enough, she went back to continue studying.

At this time, Ming Zhao in the bathroom stared at himself in the mirror, his face was very red, the tips of his ears were also red, and even his neck was red, he moved his eyes back from the mirror and landed on his palm, he stared at his palm, and he could still feel the soft touch of Mu Yao's hair on it, but he couldn't return to his mind for a long time staring at his hand.

Suddenly, Mingzhao, who was relieved, was a little annoyed, turned on the water faucet and splashed the water on his face several times with his hand, until the hot temperature on his face dissipated, he took the towel on the side and wiped his face, and after exhaling vigorously, he came out of the bathroom.

The cold wind blowing outside made people shiver.

Ming Zhao walked in the direction of the hut, and when he reached the door, his footsteps stopped again, and his eyes fell on Mu Yao in the house.

She kept her head down and studied very seriously, as if no one could bother her.

Ming Zhao took a deep breath, walked into the house, and sat beside Mu Yao.

"Are you alright?" When Mu Yao saw him coming back, she reached out and touched his forehead again, "Huh...... Why is it so icy now? ”

Mingzhao felt that his face seemed to be hot again, and hurriedly pulled Mu Yao's hand down, he said, "It's a little cold outside, and the cold wind is naturally icy, hurry up and review, it's only a few hours before we go back to school." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yao didn't pay attention to whether Mingzhao's face was hot or cold.

Seeing that she devoted herself to her studies, Mingzhao was a little disappointed, and at the same time relieved because of this.

She was really worried that Mu Yao would keep staring at her face.

"Mingzhao, are you shy?"