Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 53: Dinner

Xie Sui laughed enough and said, "What do you dream about me?"

Song Yu sneered.

"Like" this kind of thing is very sexy, Xie Sui will not say, he will not be so gossip.

He was put on one, especially angry, and turned his head: "I lied to you, I didn't dream of you."

Xie Sui was very meaningful: "Oh."

Without further questioning, his gaze fell on the report paper pressed by his arm, and smiled: "Can't write it yet?"

Song Yu was angry and ignored him.

Xie Sui said: "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."

Song Yu: "???" He was easily driven by focusing on one thing, and took his arm away: "What's wrong, I copied it online."

Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him. He took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Take it over, and I'll change it for you."

After Song Yu obediently handed it over, he realized that something was wrong--day, should he ignore this liar now? After reacting, he held the paper with his hand, Song Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you really have someone you like?"

The two were so close, his breath was hitting Xie Sui's face, hot.

Xie Sui tilted his head, it was Song Yu's delicate face, his light-colored pupils were clean and clear.

Look down slightly.

The neckline of the summer pajamas is slightly open, with the delicate collarbone and milky white skin of a teenager.

The smell of the shower gel after the shower is light and lusty.

Xie Sui's lips twitched slightly, this child, really...

lovely.

He leaned back calmly, his sense of impropriety reduced a bit, and his tone was serious: "Really."

After a few seconds of pause, before Song Yu became angry, Xie Sui explained with a smile: "But the title she gave does not define the degree of like. If you like someone, like a season, like a taste, you all like it. "

Song Yu understood, Xie Sui deliberately misinterpreted the words and threw a big bomb on them, which made them appetite.

He knew that Xie Sui had no time to meet girls.

Song Yu removed his hand holding the paper, disagreeing with a face: "You are too bad. Forget it, you should help me change the format first."

Xie Sui held a pen, but looked for a topic: "How about you, really don't have anyone you like?"

He remembered the truth, Song Yu said no.

Song Yu frowned, "If the definition of like is this kind of like, there must be. I like too many things and too many people-my dad, my mom, my brother, my sister, and grandma's cousin. , Uncle and aunt, and you."

And you.

Xie Sui didn't look at him, but listened quietly, smiling at the corners of his lips as if he couldn't stop: "Oh, that's an honor."

Song Yu: "Don't be too slow, a thousand words."

Xie Sui said calmly: "I don't like so many people."

Song Yu swallowed back silently a sentence that had flooded his throat.

Because I suddenly remembered that now the little poor Xie Sui, the only family member is Grandma Chen.

Xie Sui: "I like few things. But the ones you brought, now I like mint and summer."