Silly and cute with a black belly: the most beloved little enemy

"Oh, what a pity, I've never seen Shen Mochen jealous..." Dai Jiajia shook her head, tsk tsk with emotion.

Although the eyes of the eight boys were full of doubts, but seeing Shen Mochen's eyes that were cold enough to freeze to death, they finally didn't say anything, and obediently went to Tao Zi's side to get the balloon.

When Taozi reached the fifth balloon, a slender white hand stretched out, took the balloon, and said softly to her: "Little beauty, we meet again."

Tao Zi looked up, and saw the big boy with fair skin standing in front of her, with eyes like a deep pool, showing a lazy smile at her.

"Uh...you are..." Taozi always felt that this person looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

"You forgot me so soon? How sad..." Although the boy said sad on his mouth, there was a deep smile in his eyes, "Did you forget that we use the same mobile phone?"

"Oh...you are that...that...strange guy who struck up a conversation with you that day!" After Taozi reminded him like this, he immediately remembered the guy who hugged her by the side of the road that night when she was not paying attention.

"..." After hearing what Tao Zi said, the smile on the boy's face finally couldn't hold back, and a shy smile appeared on the corner of his thin lips, and he said helplessly, "My name is Yi Fan..."

Although he is not beautiful, charming, romantic, unrestrained, but at least he can leave a deep first impression on people. Like today, people who have not remembered him after two reminders are really He has never encountered it since he was a child.

For a moment, Yi Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration.

"Hey, why have you held a balloon for so long??" The boy behind Yi Fan was unhappy, and couldn't help but mutter to him.

"...Little beauty, let's talk later." Yi Fan came back to his senses, smiled slightly at Taozi, took the balloon and walked back to his original position to stand still.

After he stood still, he suddenly felt a cold gaze projected towards him.

Yi Fan raised his head slightly, and at a glance, he saw Shen Mochen standing not far away. There was a ray of inquiry in those dark and deep eyes. It made him feel that the temperature around him dropped several degrees in an instant.

Forced to smile, Yi Fan looked at Shen Mochen, then turned his head and continued to look at Taozi seriously.

It's just... the line of sight behind him seems to be more intense...

After Taozi finished distributing all eight balloons, Shen Mochen finally took his scrutiny away from Yi Fan, and with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he said in a deep voice to the eight people on the stage: "Next, let's open the balloons one by one. Let's see which classmate will be the lucky one today."

Taozi continued with black lines all over her head, "Students can open the balloon in their own unique way and take out the note inside..."

In other words, what's so interesting about this game that was reduced by Shen Mochen? ?Why did she suddenly feel so bored and embarrassed...

On the stage, Tao Zi maintained that slightly awkward atmosphere, but the audience in the audience began to chat on their own. To be honest, this kind of game is really not attractive at all.