After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

The two boys returned to their seats in silence.

Su Cheng sat on the chair with his arms folded, lost in thought. He thought over and over again, but couldn't figure out what was so irritating.

But whenever he thought of what happened in the morning, he always felt depressed, and the more he looked at Qian Jiahong, the more he disliked him.

I clearly never had such an idea before.

He thought depressedly and wiped the sweat off his face. After a while, the class bell rang. He happened to see the little girl walking towards him. At that moment, he didn't understand why he called her like that.

"Mu Jingyue."

Lin Sisi was stunned, turned her gaze towards him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qian Jiahong was also stunned. He glanced at the little girl out of the corner of his eye, while wondering in his heart why Su Cheng suddenly called her.

When Su Cheng called out his name, he was stunned.

He blinked and his ears turned slightly red.

He stuttered for a long time but couldn't utter a single word.

Lin Sisi returned to her seat, turned half her body, put half of her arm on the corner of his desk, blinked her round eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Why didn't you tell me when I called you?"

She found it strange.

Did Su Cheng call her over to show off his sports achievements?

After all, she still knew this boy's personality well. He always liked to say exaggerated words to praise himself. He was very confident and always praised himself to the sky.

Who knew that the little boy Su Cheng would indirectly feel embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head, turned his gaze away, and whispered: "My mechanical pencil is out of refills. Can you lend me some? Just one will do..."

The voice became quieter as he spoke further.

When Lin Sisi heard this, she realized that she was overthinking it. Thinking that it was not a big deal, she hummed sweetly, turned around, opened her pencil case, took out a box of refills, and turned her head again to ask, "What refills are you using? 0.7 or 0.5?"

"0...0.7..."

"Ah? I only use 0.5. I don't have 0.7. What should I do?"

The little girl blinked her eyes, frowned, and looked a little confused.

Su Cheng just glanced at her, his ears turned even redder, and his heartbeat accelerated, unable to stop.

He didn't understand why this happened, as he had never encountered such a situation before.

In the past, when he talked to other girls, he would only feel impatient. After all, little girls are all very arrogant and difficult to get along with. They also always say bad things about others. They are all equally annoying.

But when I was talking to Mu Jingyue, I didn't have such thoughts. I even thought that Mu Jingyue was really super cute, and the more I looked at him, the more I liked him.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

like……

Do I like Mu Jingyue?

Lin Sisi looked at Su Cheng in a daze, frowned, and called him.

"Su Cheng, what are you doing? I just said I only have 0.7 refills. Did you hear me?"

Su Cheng suddenly came back to his senses, exclaimed, looked at the little girl's wrinkled face, and said quickly: "I heard it, I heard it. In fact, I also have a 0.7 mechanical pencil. You can just lend it to me. Thank you, Mu Jingyue, you are such a kind person."

When Lin Sisi heard this, she blinked.

Why did she feel it was so strange to hear these words coming from Su Cheng's mouth?

But he still silently handed him the 0.7 automatic pen refill in his hand, thinking that one might not be enough for him, so he handed him a few more.

In just a few minutes, Qian Jiahong heard every word the two people said during the process of borrowing the pen refill.

He tightened his grip on the books in his bag.