MTL - The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet-Chapter 18 The world's first cute at the same table (18)

   Chapter 18 The world's first cutest at the same table (18)

  Thinking about it, Shiyou couldn't help laughing.

  Luo Cimian felt a little ashamed for some reason: "What are you laughing at?"

"nothing."

   Boys look good in school uniforms, and it feels like wearing a dirty school uniform out of an international trendy brand.

   What attracted Shiyou's attention was that on the boy's good-looking and clean hairstyle, there was a strand of hair that was upturned.

   is very unreasonable.

   Shiyu was caught all the attention by this excellent strand of hair.

   As an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient, she couldn't see the inexplicably curled strands in her neat hair.

   Shiyou had a particularly strong urge to suppress it.

   Shiyou tugged at the corner of his clothes and said softly, "Luo Cimian, that, I just found out that you have curled up hair on your head."

   "The bend is particularly severe, which affects the image."

   doesn't actually affect him, but with his expressionless handsome face, he looks cute.

   "Can I help you smooth it out?"

   The girl's voice was soft and soft, it felt like being scratched by a kitten, and her heart was itching.

  The girl jumped on her short legs and wanted to reach out to smooth the strand of hair.

   But the other party's height of 1.88 meters is still a bit too high for Shiyou.

  She stood on tiptoe, and her whole body leaned towards each other.

  Luo Cimian has been looking down at her, seeing her serious look, her heart is itching, and she takes a step back badly.

   The man on tiptoe was caught off guard, his body suddenly lost his stability, and he rushed towards him.

   Across the school uniform jacket, Shiyu had a close contact with his hot and hard chest.

  Luo Cimian looked at her leisurely, smiling a bit badly, "Are you throwing your arms around?"

   "You...you..." As a lady, Shiyou really lacks the vocabulary of swearing, and after holding it for a long time, she can only say one sentence, "You are so annoying!"

   "How annoying?" With a low voice, Luo Cimian looked down at her, the height advantage was enough for him to look down on the girl.

   "...It's obvious that your legs are short." Luo Cimian looked at Shiyou from head to toe, and sent out a soul torture, "Are you one meter five?"

   He didn't pay much attention to Shiyou's height, but 1.51.6 meters was similar in his eyes.

   Shiyou: ...!

  Luo Cimian is still frantically testing on the edge of death, "...One meter four is always there, right?"

   Shiyou muttered: "My legs are obviously 1.6 meters long." This person is absolutely blind.

   Luo Cimian glanced at her legs and then at his own.

  …It’s obviously very short.

   Shiyou was so angry with his expression that his cheeks were bulging, and he looked like a little puffer fish.

   "Then you! Come on by yourself, I won't help you."

   Luo Cimian leaned down slightly, leaned in front of her, and lowered his voice: "I was wrong."

   He bent down suddenly, the distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and the hair was just in front of her.

   Further down, it is his profile that is close at hand, with beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the curvature of the ends of the eyes rises slightly, always with a casual sloppy look.

  The eyelashes are actually very long and distinct.

   was even longer than hers.

   Shiyu even had the urge to touch his eyelashes with his fingertips.

  Luo Cimian: "This is the first time I bow my head."

   Shiyou: "..." Don't think I'll forgive you for saying I'm short.

  Shiyou approached him, reached out, touched the strand of hair, soft, her fingers pressed down very lightly.

   Shiyou watched the strand of hair obediently join the other black-haired army, and the irritability caused by the obsessive-compulsive disorder in his heart disappeared completely.

   "Okay."

   Luo Cimian raised his head slightly when he heard the girl's soft voice.

   The difference between the two is only a millimeter, and the tip of the nose almost touches the tip of the nose.

  Luo Cimian hurriedly pulled the distance between the two, his face was extremely unnatural, and the tips of his ears seemed to be red.

  Ye Ze: "…"

  Jiangxia: "…"

  Wei Bei: "…"

   What did you do, and you got slapped by Xiu Xiu early in the morning!

   (end of this chapter)