Chapter 6 Doll kisses me willingly
Lin Xiao was going to catch up on his sleep......
But go to Enron's bedroom? How can this kind of opportunity be missed!
Lin Xiao's house is on the 3rd floor, and An Ran's house is on the 5th floor, which is very close.
Lin Xiao turned over and got out of bed, touched the refrigerator and prepared to bring breakfast to An Rao.
A quarter of an hour later.
Knock knock knock......
Lin Xiao banged on the door vigorously, An Jianguo must have gone out of the car early in the morning, but An Ran must have slept until noon.
"Who! Soul crying early in the morning! β
An Ran got up from the bed scolding and opened the door.
An Ran, who had just woken up, had not washed her face yet, and she was wearing a Pikachu hairband on her head, which was a birthday gift from Lin Xiao when she was just in high school.
"Ah~"
An Ran clasped his hands to his chest for the first time and slammed the door shut.
Lin Xiao: ......
"What are you doing early in the morning?"
Judging from An Ran's erratic voice, she was running around to change clothes.
"It's half past ten! You said you wanted to help me with my tuition, but you forgot? β
Lin Xiao raised his voice in the room.
"Wait a minute!"
Ten minutes later, Enron opened the door.
Her short hair below her shoulders was tied into a ponytail, and the water droplets on her sideburns indicated that she had just finished washing her face, and An Ran had changed into a short skirt and a shirt.
The perfect curves that the school uniform could not show made Lin Xiao couldn't help but look at it twice.
"You're so good-looking today."
An Ran's face turned red instantly.
Oh my God~ This is the first time Lin Xiao has praised me for my good looks, I have to resist it, don't be shy~
An Ran hinted at himself frantically in his heart.
Lin Xiao entered the house and put the wontons on the table.
"My mother made it by herself, just get up, you eat first, and help me talk about math and English after eating."
"Okay!"
An Ran sat obediently and ate wontons, and when he saw Lin Xiao with a big grin, he suddenly became gentle.
"Lin Xiao, I'm not used to you wanting to learn so suddenly."
An Ran took a bite of Chaos, and his voice sank.
"You'll get used to it in the future, so eat it."
What Lin Xiao originally wanted to say was stopped, although An Ran was very arrogant, but he was simple-minded, if he said something now, he might leave a bad impression.
Lin Xiao became more and more sure that An Ran, who went to the provincial capital to study in college in his previous life, must have been due to his own reasons.
"We... Where to go for tuition? Lin Xiao asked tentatively.
An Ran ate the last wonton and said, "It's in the living room." β
"Uh... The living room is a little, the table is inconvenient, go to your desk, right? β
Lin Xiao knew that An Ran's desk was in her room.
An Ran's face turned red, and he rushed into the room and said, "Wait a minute! β
An Ran hurriedly packed up the underwear in his closet, prepared all the things, and made sure that there was nothing in his line of sight that could not be seen by others, and then slowly opened them.
"Don't move, I'll move you a stool."
As soon as An Ran left, Lin Xiao's mind remembered the voice of the system: "[English Level 6] has arrived." β
Although Enron's personality is like a tomboy, the colors in the room are all pink and white.
The pink wardrobe and white desk are worlds different from Lin Xiao's kennel-like room.
"Don't look at it, come and review!"
An Ran immediately put down the stool, pushed Lin Xiao and walked to the desk.
Post-it notes, notebooks, workbooks, and Enron's desk are piled up with all kinds of materials.
An Ran is usually in a hurry, but once he learns, he is serious like an old pedant.
The time quickly came to evening, and Lin Xiao didn't have any crooked thoughts at all.
The more serious it is, the more Enron is not used to it.
"Why don't you go down with me for a meal?"
Lin Xiao invited An Ran to go home together, and at this time, Xiao Hong and Wu Dawei had already prepared dinner.
"Enron is here too! Old Wu, go get another pair of chopsticks! β
"Okay!"
Wu Dawei, who was busy in the kitchen, heard his daughter-in-law's words and hurriedly went to find the dishes and chopsticks.
Lin Xiao's bowl is blue, and An Ran's bowl is pink, which he bought for his children.
Although Wu Dawei is not good at words, he really likes children.
Not to mention Lin Xiao and An Ran, the children of the neighbors were all happy when he looked at them.
"Thank you, godmother, Uncle Wu."
The meal was served, and the family ate lively.
Xiao Hong couldn't stop the smile on her face when she saw Lin Xiao and An Ran sitting together.
"Oh, Lao Wu, you said that if Ah Xiu was still there, the doll that the two of us ordered before might be it."
Ah Xiu is An Ran's mother and has been dead for many years.
An Ran's sadness has long been forgotten with time, although Xiao Hong is a godmother, she is no different from her own mother.
Doll pro? Then wouldn't I call my godmother my mother in the future, then Lin Xiao is mine......
The more An Ran thought about it, the redder his face became, and his face was about to be buried in the bowl.
"Mom! You're here again, it's 2010, why are you still talking about doll pro. β
Lin Xiao didn't want to eat The atmosphere became awkward, so he hurriedly stopped it.
Xiao Hong had long seen that something was wrong with Enron.
I put a piece of pork ribs in the bowl of An Ran and said, "Look at what you can, are you happy with it, but not with An Ran!" β
An Ran suddenly raised his head and said, "I'm not unhappy ......"
This is good, the situation that Lin Xiao was most worried about still happened.
The air froze suddenly......
Wu Dawei and Xiao Hong looked at An Ran, and then at Lin Xiao.
None of the chopsticks in the hands of the four people picked up the vegetables.
"You eat slowly, I'm full......"
"Well, my dad didn't bring the key, I'll open the door for him!"
As if escaping safely, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and rushed out of the door.
"Alas... You see, this kid. β
Xiao Hong sighed when she saw Lin Xiao's calm appearance of eating meat.
Wu Dawei, who usually doesn't talk much, hurriedly said: "Silly boy, I can see that An Ran likes you, so don't chase after you!" β
Lin Xiao wouldn't go out in such a hurry, he knew that An Ran had a good face, and she would definitely not come out at this time.
Or eat honestly.
"Uncle, you are instigating my early love and affecting my studies!"
The wine in Wu Dawei's mouth almost didn't squirt out.
Xiao Hong looked teachable and took a sip of pork rib soup.
"If you want to chase it, you can wait for the college entrance examination to be over."
Burst......
Xiao Hong squirted out a mouthful of old soup.
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Early the next morning, Four-Eyed Tangyuan and Lin Xiao stood at the gate of the community and waited for An Ran.
The three of them are seriously discussing the issue of combat power in Dragon Ball.
"It's the Great Demon King!"
"It must be Vegeta who is powerful, and the blood of the prince of the Cels is blown? Believe it or not, he grew up to make one hand stronger than Vic! β
"Are you Akira Toriyama? You know again? β
Lin Xiao didn't feel naΓ―ve at all, although he knew the plot behind, he just didn't say it.
On the contrary, I think the appearance of the two of them is very interesting.
When An Ran came down from the upper floor, the three of them were dumbfounded.
Messy hair, puffy eye bags, and thick dark circles.
Apparently I didn't sleep all night.
"Why did you go?"
"You stuck a chest in the Biochemical Pyramid overnight?"
"Fuck off! I'm going to be late for the exam later! β
An Ran directly ignored his eyes and rice balls, and walked straight to the door of the community.
I didn't even look at Lin Xiao along the way, let alone speak.
Lin Xiao didn't bother her either.
An Ran must be like this because of the baby kiss yesterday.
Her character is like this, the more she cares about things, the more she holds back, otherwise she wouldn't have shown her love until the end in her previous life.
But now, Lin Xiao is more concerned about the exam that will start soon.