Chapter 92: A touch on the lips

Along the way, Tang Luo could clearly feel the unique temperature from Leng Lonelan's arm, as well as the familiar and good-smelling mint fragrance.

Tang Luo looked at the door of the small square and asked as he walked.

"How do you know that I made this bet with Ge You'er?"

The arm she was holding tightened hard, and she was afraid of hurting her, so Leng Lonely had no choice but to hang her arm naturally.

"I heard from Lu Yan."

The dark brown eyes widened, and Tang Luo asked in surprise, "Isn't it?" Even he knows? ”

Most of Leng Shilan's attention was on her small hand on his arm, answering her briefly.

"The news of your bet with her is about to spread all over Huangjia University in the past few days."

The cherry red pout, Tang Luo thought for a few seconds, "That's the same...... Your assistant knew, and you certainly knew. ”

Leng Lonely Lan didn't answer her, in order to hold his Tang Luo to keep up, he slowed down appropriately.

Out of the small indoor square, Tang Luo turned his eyes slightly, looked at his arm, and wanted to pull out the hand holding his arm.

"Okay, we're out of that little indoor square, I'm ......"

Before her hand was fully taken out, her slender wrist was grabbed by a big hand, and the big hand was in his direction, and she clinged to Leng Shilan's slender body.

The distance between the two of them is closer......

Looking at the handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, Tang Luo looked a little flustered, and it took a minute before she reacted.

"Leng Lonelan, you...... Can I help you? ”

Amber eyes stared at her cherry red lips, remembering the soft touch of her soft muscles that had fallen on his chest a few days ago, and Leng Ling couldn't help but lean over and touch her lips.

"Hmmm......"

The touch on the lip flap made Tang Luo's apricot eyes round, and his body immediately froze there, and his heart was beating 'thump'.

He, isn't he......

Leng Shilan realized that he had just acted a little offensive, and quickly let go of the big hand holding her wrist, hiding the gloom in his eyes.

Tang Luo blinked, thinking about it carefully, she seemed to be ...... for him to make such an extremely intimate move

Really not disgusted.

even vaguely felt a sense of familiarity in him, as if the two of them had known each other before.

"Ahem......"

Leng Lonelan, who had regained his noble temperament, pointed to the easel he was carrying on his shoulders and asked, "Where are you going now?" I'll bring your easel and move it for you. ”

Tang Luo exhaled deeply and replied. "I'm going to the art club now."

As soon as these words fell, Leng Shilan turned around, took a big step, and walked forward without looking back.

……

"The edge of that table is still empty, you can help me put the easel there."

Tang Luo led Leng Lonely Lan into the gate of the art club and came to a neat row of easels.

"Okay."

According to her description, Leng Xilan placed the easel on her shoulder to the right of the row of easels.

"Thank you, help me move the easel to the art club, give you tissues, you ......"

He wanted to say what he wanted to say to wipe his sweat, only to find that his face was dry, and she immediately changed her words.

"Wipe your hands......"

It's so sunny outside, and he moved his easel all the way, and he didn't sweat at all?

Pulling out a few tissues from the drawer on her desk, Tang Luo handed them to Leng Shilan, watching him take it, she seemed to remember something and called him.

"That's right, Lonely."

"Hmm...... What's wrong? ”