"Mo Xiaoran!" Louis pinched her delicate chin in anger, and then sighed helplessly, "You stupid chicken... do you... don't understand what I mean? I like you!"
What...what?
Mo Xiaoran's black eyes widened in surprise, his little mouth fixed in an "o" shape, staring at Louis, and he couldn't make a sound for half a minute.
How could it be?
She...is she hallucinating?
"Stupid chicken..." Louis rubbed her little face with great regret, but he was still extremely relieved. He finally told her!
He has dated many girlfriends, but this is the first time he has confessed sincerely to a girl.
"..." Mo Xiaoran's two delicate lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Forget it, it's okay if you can't react now..." Louis shook his head helplessly, then curled up the corner of his mouth again, and a wicked smile appeared, "Give you a day to think of the answer to me!"
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I like you……
I like you……
I'll give you a day and think of my answer!
Mo Xiaoran walked behind Louis in a daze, all thinking about these words.
"Xiao Ranran," Louis, who was walking in front, turned his head with a smirk, "You are so happy that you are so happy..."
"Ah?" Mo Xiaoran was stunned, then waved her hand awkwardly, her face flushed, "I...I don't! Don't think too much!"
"No?" Louis's slender fingers shaved lightly on the tip of her nose. "Then let's go faster and it's time to go to class. I've just turned around today. If I'm late, I'll be fired."
Mo Xiaoran lamented and quickly accelerated his pace, but still followed Louis carefully.
Ten meters behind them, Huang Xiaojue frowned and stared at the backs of the two men thoughtfully.
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Mo Xiaoran followed Louis to their classroom: Class 19, Grade 1. She had just stepped into the classroom with one foot. The British man with colorful hair and eyes turned his head curiously and stared at her like he was looking at a mutant creature.
While not forgetting to chatter and discuss something in language that Mo Xiaoran didn't quite understand.
"This beautiful lady... are you Chinese?" A British boy with light yellow hair asked Xiaoran in a strange Chinese voice and tone.
"Ah...well!" Mo Xiaoran didn't expect the British boy to be so good at chatting with her. She responded with a dry smile, and then smiled friendly and sincerely at about twenty students in the classroom, "hello, everyone!"
"hello, beauty! (Hello, beauty)" Many boys greeted Mo Xiaoran with loving eyes. The corners of Mo Xiaoran's mouth twitched slightly. It turned out... It turned out that most British boys of this age...
They all have behaviors similar to Louis!
On the side, Louis looked at the scene with dissatisfaction. A few seconds later, he suddenly hugged Mo Xiaoran in his arms, and silently swore Mo Xiaoran's ownership with his tough movements.
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