"I made breakfast, but the door isn't open yet!" Han Jue brought a small thermos flask to me, looking quite proud.
I glared at him, stretched out my hand... and shut out his invincible smile.
I heard him let out a loud sigh of disappointment outside the door. Suddenly I felt a smile filling my chest.
I walked back, my steps light and graceful, and sat in the morning light, turning on the lamp beside the table and reading a book.
I can't stand it...it's very quiet outside the door...
Is that man gone? I don't know, but I can't bear to look.
I tossed it over and over...and decided not to read it.
Angry! Damn man!
I casually boiled some eggs, and Xiao Huang and I enjoyed them very much.
I carried my schoolbag, opened the door and went to school.
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The door opposite was open, and the old lady was sitting on a small stool in the living room peeling peanuts. Her face was facing me. When she saw me, she smiled and said, "Let's go to school!"
I felt like she was deliberately watching over me.
But she is so old and her smile is so kind.
I nodded slightly.
"Ah Jue, you happen to be going to school, so feel free to give me makeup." The old lady's voice was loud.
Before I could refuse, Han Jue walked out with a smile on his face: "Okay, grandma, then I will send Zhuangzhuang to school."
He was wearing a casual suit that fit him very well. His figure was slender and toned. His handsome face was full of a smile like the sun. He was holding a black briefcase in one hand, and came over with the other hand, and he put his arm around my shoulders as if he was disrespectful.
I turned around and got out of the way.
The expression on his face was very cold.
Han Jue lowered his head and looked at me. The tenderness in his eyes could kill someone. "Zhuangzhuang, be good and say goodbye to grandma."
Grandma was more obedient than me. She said first: "Goodbye, makeup. Be careful on the road."
I nodded passively.
After all, she is an elder, warm and polite, so I can't be too rude.
In a blink of an eye, Han Jue's hand was around his shoulders and he was dragged outside.
I broke free...
anger!
Look at him coldly, who are you!?
He smiled and seemed to have a good temper. It was not until later that I realized that his temper was worse than mine.