her little sweet orange

Chapter 59
Cheng Huai seemed to have noticed something, stepped forward and walked behind Chen Miao, held her hand comfortingly, tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and cast his eyes on the hair on the top of her head.

Chen Miao lowered her eyes, tightly pursed her lips under her long eyelashes, and the aggressive and fierce aura on her body was gone.

She leaned her body back, her back was close to Cheng Huai's shoulder, with a slight warmth.

After Zhao Qin said that sentence, he felt that something was wrong when he looked at the bodies of the two people next to each other.

at this time.

The little brother got up from the ground tremblingly, his eyebrows and eyes were twisted into a figure-splayed shape, and his voice was trembling.

"Brother, Chen Miao is Cheng Huai's girlfriend, huh"

Zhao Qin was stunned, and looked up at Chen Miao in disbelief, with a look of eating shit.

Chen Miao smiled lightly at Zhao Qin's horrified gaze.

"You want to pick me up?"

After speaking, she seemed to feel that the pressure on her hand was heavier.

Chen Miao frowned, looked up at the displeased young man, and pulled his hand out of Cheng Huai's palm: "Hiss, you hurt me."

Cheng Huai pursed his thin lips tightly, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and after a while, he took Chen Miao's hand again.

The temperature of his palm was a little hot, Chen Miao didn't move, just looked at the choked Zhao Qin with a half-smile.

Zhao Qin swallowed, his neck was red, and he laughed: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, I'm just joking haha."

Lin Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, with an arrogant expression: "It's a good thing you are joking, otherwise you want to make fun of Miaomiao? Go borrow your life first and come again."

After Zhao Qin and his younger brothers ran away in despair, Chen Miao put away the smile on his face.

She turned to look at Cheng Huai.

"What a fool, it's not that I haven't been told by others before, why are you still fighting over this matter, I'm fine."

Chen Miao's eyes turned red as she spoke, and she turned her head away from looking at him.

Seeing that her eyes were slightly red, Cheng Huai hugged her in a panic, and gently rested his chin on the top of her soft hair.

"Miaomiao, I was wrong, don't cry."

Chen Miao gently pushed Cheng Huai away, shook his head, "I didn't cry."

Although both Lin Yu and Qi Hao were at a loss, they couldn't ask rashly.

Chen Miao sat under the tree slowly, raised her eyes slightly to look at Lin Yu who was worried, and laughed softly.

"Maybe I didn't say it, I was a child with a cleft lip before the age of eight."

Lin Yu sat down beside Chen Miao, her eyes widened in disbelief.

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She suffered from congenital cleft lip and palate when she was a child. Except for her younger sister and Cheng Huai next door, all the children in Jinshuihua Garden said she was a monster, and no one wanted to play with her.

When she was in kindergarten and elementary school, she was isolated by her classmates, and she was often scolded with some ugly words.And Cheng Huai always stood in front of her, rushing forward without hesitation with a cold face to beat up those students who scolded her.

But there are always many perpetrators. Cheng Huai, who is still young, is often besieged by a few, or even dozens of children. Every time she fights, she is always covered with injuries because those people scolded her.

And when she was a child, she loved to cry a lot, and Cheng Huai would always put on a cold face, rub the medicine on the wound himself, and never forget to comfort her who was crying beside her.

After growing up, she gradually got used to the strange eyes and whispers of her peers, and also learned to stop Cheng Huai from fighting for her. Later, she cured her cleft lip and "broke" her friendship with Cheng Huai.

And Cheng Huai's bookmark, no, that's not a bookmark at all.

That was the photo Cheng Huai took for her when they were in elementary school for the first time. It was only by chance that the photos of the two of them became each other's bookmarks.

(End of this chapter)