Until she was in the library, the moment she looked up, when she saw him, her heart beat a lot faster.

She didn't dare to rest her eyes on him, so she could only pretend that she didn't see anything.

That afternoon, her eyes could no longer rest on the words in the book.

She would always sweep over where Ya Bo was, intentionally or unconsciously, but he kept staring at the book.

She can't just go up and talk to him, can she?

Later, when she bumped into him on the playground, she didn't know that she would be so happy to talk to him standing in front of him.

"I don't know if you ask me, and I don't know why I'm interested in you." Moran Ember picked up the glass on the table to hide his uneasiness.

"But you, what you just meant was that you were originally obsessed with me?"

When Moran Ember asked this, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart. In other words, did Ya Bo already have a heart for her before she was attracted to him?

Moran Ember knew that Fang Yabo loved her, but he didn't know when Yabo started liking her.

After all, there are no clear boundaries for liking this kind of thing. Even if they are together, it is the two who understand each other's intentions, so they are naturally together.

Fang Yabo is not good at saying these sweet words, nor is she good at confessions and the like, so she rarely hears him say this.

Now he told her in person that she was full of expectations.

"Yes, I think I've been paying attention to you since we first met." Fang Yabo didn't shy away from this, and said bluntly, "After all, you have been a popular figure in the school since you were a child, and it is difficult not to pay attention to it." ”

"Cut." Moran Ember doesn't eat Fang Ya Bo, "I don't know your temperament yet?" Even if you are a famous person, if you don't want to know about it, can you understand it? ”

When Moran Ember said the last sentence, his face suddenly turned red, and he turned his head in embarrassment.

"Lan Yan, you said it yourself, I'm embarrassed." Fang Yabo laughed when he saw this, "You're right, I really want to know you before I pay attention to you." ”

"Otherwise, how could I be your husband?"

"According to you, so many people pay attention to me······" Before Moran Ember could finish his remaining words, a large piece of meat was stuffed in his mouth.

"Your husband can only be me."

Looking at such a domineering Ya Bo, the corners of Mo Lan's mouth hooked, and his heart was more sweet.

"I see."

Moran Ember swallowed the meat and smiled and lowered his head to pick up the meat.

Fang Yabo looked at this scene, with a smile on his eyebrows. It's just that after catching a glimpse of someone entering the barbecue restaurant, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

In the next second, Fang Yabo quickly erected the collar of his clothes, slowly leaned his back against the wall, and slid his back down a distance, making it more convenient for him to observe secretly.

This series of actions is done in one go, as if it has been done countless times.

Although Mo Lanshen was eating meat, he also noticed Fang Yabo's move, his heart tightened, and he forcibly resisted the urge to look out.

"Is that him?" Moran Ember lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Fang Yabo replied lightly, and his gaze finally stopped on the couple who came in behind, and then decisively withdrew his gaze, met Moran Ash's worried eyes, calmed down, and smiled comfortingly, "Let's eat first." ”

"You don't have to go······ Well, protect him? Halfway through his words, Moran Ember didn't know how to continue, so he had to change his method and say tactfully.