Shen Zhaozhao scooped up a round and cute little ball with a spoon and handed it to Sheng Chuyi's mouth and said, "Ah——, try it, it's delicious." ”

"I don't eat it!"

"Taste it, it's really delicious. The Chinese do not lie to the Chinese, you will know it when you taste it. Shen Zhaozhao raised the spoon forward again and looked at him expectantly.

Sheng Chuyi looked at her, then at the ice dumplings in her hand, frowned slightly, and finally lowered his head and tasted it with her hand.

"How's it going, isn't it delicious?" Shen Zhaozhao's eyes were shining, as if a star had fallen in her eyes.

"Hmm!" Sheng Chuyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded vaguely. He didn't know what the taste of the rice balls was, but he knew that her eyes were bright and beautiful.

Shen Zhaozhao, who got the other party's evaluation, instantly bent the corners of his eyes, and the smile between his eyebrows was even worse.

I couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and scoop it into my mouth, and instantly squinted my eyes with satisfaction, like a well-fed cat, and people couldn't help but want to touch her head.

Sheng Chuyi did so, and by the time he realized it, his hand had already fallen on the other party's head.

Shen Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, blinked, and looked at him inexplicably.

Sheng Chuyi came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and pretended to be natural and said to her: "Go back!" ”

"Oh!" Shen Zhaozhao carefully sat back in the back seat with the bowl in his hand, blowing the wind, taking a bite of ice rice balls, and his mood also soared.

The smile at the corner of his mouth has never fallen.

Sheng Chuyi glanced back at her, and the lines between her eyebrows and eyes unconsciously softened.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, it was puberty, and it was the time for hormones to explode.

Especially the little girls, it is the age of love fantasy.

Sheng Chuyi, as the new school grass, receives uninterrupted love letters every day.

Although he never responded, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the girls in the slightest.

In addition to handing love letters and confessions in person, there are also those who take a roundabout route.

On this day, Shen Zhaozhao was stopped on his way back to the classroom after going to the toilet.

"Your name is Shen Zhaozhao? Do you have a good relationship with Sheng Chuyi? The girl asked, looking at her curiously.

Shen Zhaozhao thought that the other party was here to find fault, but the other party grabbed her hand and asked shyly: "Then do you know what kind of girl he likes?" Can you help me get this to him? ”

After speaking, without waiting for Shen Zhaozhao to refuse, he directly stuffed a love letter into her hand.

"Thank you, and here's more." Along with the love letter, there is a bottle of drink and a pack of snacks.

I saw that the other party put down his things and ran away with a smoke, and disappeared.

"Hello? I ......" Shen Zhaozhao took the things, and he didn't even have a chance to speak, let alone refuse.

"Do you really want to deliver it for her?" Next to her, Sang Yuyu looked at the love letter in her hand and then looked at her.

I don't know why, she has a hunch that if this girl really sent it for the other party, someone would be angry.

Shen Zhaozhao was also speechless: "Otherwise? Even if I wanted to return it, I had to know who the other person was. ”

But she didn't even know the other party's name.

The whole school is so big, can't she go and ask them one by one?

Since you don't go back, you should do a good deed!

Besides, it's just a love letter, and someone gets it every day anyway, no more than one, no less one is not less.

He shouldn't care.