Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

Yu Qiqi felt the burning sight, lowered his head and read as if nothing had happened, but his little hand nervously grasped the corner of the book.

As a matter of fact, she had nothing to do with frank, but when he stood in front of brother Han, she felt guilty.

Xi Muhan noticed Frank's sight and leaned forward quietly, blocking Frank's sight. He looked at him without expression. "Hello, I'm Xi Muhan."

"Brother Xi, may I discuss something with you?"

Xi Muhan frowned and said in a cold voice, "sorry, I'm not familiar with you."

He doesn't remember when he became a brother to the man in front of him.

"Not familiar now doesn't mean not familiar in the future, does it?" Frank gave a little deep smile. Xi Muhan just gave him a light look and then looked away.

He doesn't know where this guy got his confidence.

Frank didn't mind Xi Muhan's indifference either. He took a stool to sit down at Xi Muhan's table, secretly looked at Yu Qiqi in his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Xi, please, can we change seats?"

Xi Muhan didn't answer frank, but turned to look at the little girl on her side.

Yu Qiqi could feel a cold light and a hot light on his head.

She didn't have the courage to look up at both of them.

After hesitating for a while, Yu Qiqi put his little hand under the table and pulled Xi Muhan's shirt where no one noticed.

Xi Muhan drooped his eyes and grabbed his shirt, as if he were a coquettish hand. There was a smile at the bottom of his eyes, but his face was still cold.

He turned his head and his deep gaze fell on Frank. "Why should I change seats with you? Give me a reason. "

The man's sixth sense tells him that the boy in front of him has something to do with the little girl.

It's the same relationship between boys and girls.

Frank took a look at Yu Qiqi, waved and motioned Xi Muhan to extend his head.

Xi Muhan picked his eyebrows. Although he didn't like to have close physical contact with people, he still tilted his head to the past.

Frank leaned in Xi Muhan's ear and whispered, "to be honest, I like the girl sitting in your room. I transferred school for her this time."

"Is it?" Xi Muhan's voice suddenly cooled.

Frank didn't realize Xi Muhan's change. Instead, he said excitedly, "of course, you don't know. Qiqi is the most lovely Chinese girl I've ever met. I like her very much."

When Frank spoke, he danced with excitement.

He really likes Yu Qiqi very much, but he doesn't know how to express the feeling he likes, so his limbs don't listen to the control of his brain.

On one side, Yu Qiqi kept staring at the two people who "talked happily" and stretched out his ears to hear what they were talking about.

But their voices are very small, and they can still avoid her. Yu Qiqi doesn't want to be too deliberate, so he doesn't know what they are talking about.

But she could see with her naked eyes that brother Han's face was getting dark bit by bit, and he also began to chill out.

Yu Qiqi rubbed the goose bumps on his arm and looked pitifully at the inner wall.

It's over. Brother Han seems to be angry.