"I'm sorry I didn't tell you to stop, I made you stuck."

Song Nanqiao reached out to rub Zhihua's forehead, his movements were gentle, and his warm palm was attached to Zhihua's forehead.

Zhihua felt that her forehead was hot, and her face was also hot, and she pursed her lips tightly.

"It's okay, it's me...... Walk on your own without looking at the road. ”

Zhihua took a few steps back, and she bit her lip gently, her face flushed.

Not hot, but shy.

"What? Is it shy? ”

Song Nanqiao suddenly bent down, his eyes were staring at Zhihua, and the words he said revealed a hint of playfulness.

His tone was flirtatious, as if he was teasing Zhihua.

"Ah, no, hot."

Zhihua turned his face to the side, raised his right hand and kept fanning himself.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a weak heart.

"It's really hot this day."

Zhihua looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, and said without blushing and heartbeat.

"It's cloudy."

Song Nanqiao couldn't help laughing, he raised his eyes to look at the sky full of dark clouds, and felt very funny.

"This ...... That ......"

Zhihua was a little incoherent in an instant, and she laughed a few times.

Harm.

"Let's go, which milk tea do you want to invite me to?"

Song Nanqiao had a faint smile on his lips, and his voice was exceptionally gentle.

"Which one do you like?"

Zhihua walked beside Song Nanqiao, and she raised her head slightly to ask.

If you invite someone to drink milk tea, you should invite someone to drink what that person likes, this question shouldn't be asked to her, right?

Well, she thinks it's weird when she knows the painting, but she can't say what's weird.

"I can do it, I don't pick it, it's okay."

"Pick the one you like."

Song Nanqiao's voice is exceptionally gentle, and his tone is also unhurried, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Then you're welcome."

Zhihua's eyes instantly lit up.

Well, if she chooses, then she'll be happy.

Girls, for things like milk tea, they always feel that they are not enough, and there will always be their favorite milk tea.

Song Nanqiao: "Hmm. ”

Looking at the happy smile on Zhihua's face, Song Nanqiao also felt that he was in a good mood, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and he stared at Zhihua's side face, a little trance.

This girl...... It seems to have entered his heart a little.

From not resisting at the beginning, to slowly getting acquainted with each other later, Song Nanqiao can feel the changes in his emotions.

"Hey Tea, do you think it's okay?"

Passing by a Hey Tea Shop, Zhihua stood on her feet, she looked back at Song Nanqiao and asked.

The principle of proximity, just this is a little closer.

Zhihua thinks so.

Song Nanqiao: "Yes." ”

"What do you want to drink?"

Zhihua opened the applet, she ordered a cup of succulent grapes, and then turned her head to ask Song Nanqiao.

"Then I want more meaty green grapes."

Song Nanqiao glanced at the succulent grapes that Zhihua had added to the shopping cart, and he said slowly, slightly curling the corners of his lips.

"Oh, that's good."

Zhihua quickly placed an order.

"Give it to you."

There are not many people in the Hey Tea Shop at this time, Zhihua quickly got two cups of milk tea, and she happily took a cup of milk tea and handed it to Song Nanqiao.

"Do you think succulent grapes are better, or are succulents better?"

Zhihua inserted the straw, she took a sip of her succulent grapes, and then turned her head to look at Song Nanqiao.

"I don't know."

"I didn't drink too many fleshy grapes."

Song Nanqiao's face changed slightly, and he was talking serious nonsense.

He drank the fleshy green grapes in his hand, and his eyes fell on Zhihua's face.

"Ah, isn't it, doesn't the senior like to drink?"

Hearing this, Zhihua blinked his eyes and said in disbelief.

Song Nanqiao didn't like milk tea in the end, right?

Song Nanqiao: "It's okay." ”

"Then I'll get you a drink."

Zhihua was silent for a moment, and then took out his phone to order a cup of succulent grapes.

"No, I can't finish it."

Song Nanqiao reached out to hold Zhihua's hand, and he shook his head lightly and said, indicating that this was not necessary.

"Oh, you're alright."

Zhihua looked at the hand on his wrist and pouted.

Song Nanqiao seemed to notice that he was rude, and let go of the hand that held Zhihua.

"Then, if Senior Song doesn't mind, take a sip."

"I just took a sip, I shouldn't have a lot of saliva, I'll wipe the straw."

Zhihua was like a demon, holding up his milk tea in front of Song Nanqiao, and then began to speak.

After saying that, Zhihua realized what she was doing, and she only felt that her old face was red.

Damn, how could she say such a thing?

It's not a couple, how can you invite others to drink your own milk tea.

Ahhhh

It's embarrassing, isn't it?

Oh, my God.

At this moment, Zhihua just thought that there was a gap under her feet, and she would definitely drill down non-stop.

Zhihua took a deep breath and was about to stretch her hand back, but her hand was held by Song Nanqiao.

"Huh?"

Zhihua was a little stunned, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"It's delicious."

Suddenly, Song Nanqiao suddenly bent down and took a sip of the succulent grapes in her hand with this Zhihua hand.

He quickly straightened up, as if nothing had just happened, and a faint smile tugged at his lips.

Zhihua's whole person was directly stunned, she looked at Song Nanqiao in disbelief, and it took a long time to react.

If her behavior just now was hot-headed, then what is Song Nanqiao's behavior now?

Song Nanqiao actually drank the milk tea she had drunk!!

actually drank the milk tea she had drunk!!

Oh my God, so how is this plot a little bit.

So what is unbelievable?

"You, you...... I'm ...... Here's what I've drunk. ”

It took a while for Zhihua to find her voice, she pointed at Song Nanqiao, and then pointed at herself, incoherently.

"I know, but this is what you made me drink, and it's hard to be gracious."

Song Nanqiao said solemnly, his eyes fell on Zhihua's face, and his gaze was gentle.

Zhihua: "??? ”

She was right at first, but Song Nanqiao couldn't ......

Ahhhh

Zhihua felt that he was going crazy.

"Silly, let's go, do you want to press the road here?"

Song Nanqiao looked at the stunned Zhihua, stretched out his hand and flicked the door of Zhihua's head, and his tone was soft.

"Oh."

Zhihua was holding milk tea, and she followed Song Nanqiao in a daze.

Looking at the stupid Zhihua, Song Nanqiao felt quite happy, and a smile was hooked on his lips.

"Go back, see you tomorrow, and continue to tutor you in math tomorrow."

Song Nanqiao sent Zhihua to the school gate, and he said to Zhihua.

"Oh, good."

Zhihua felt like she was being pumped, and she nodded woodenly.