Lolita, don't be too flowery

In the grove, Mu Xingying sat with her knees bent, and beside her was Han Ruoli lying on the green grass, looking at the expressionless Mu Xingying with a pair of watery eyes and a smile.

"What's the matter?" After a long time, it was Han Ruoli who broke the delicate atmosphere between the two.

"What does it have to do with his water eyes?" Mu Xingying raised her eyes and met Han Ruoli's smiling water eyes.

"Hehe..." Han Ruoli chuckled, her voice was clear and crisp, like the sound of flowing water in a valley, natural and unaffected.

Mu Xingying didn't say anything, but she didn't understand, so she laughed again and again, and looked at the delicate and lovely Han Ruoli.

"Boyfriend-to-be, are you jealous?" She raised her thin eyebrows, and there was a naughty smile on her lips, which didn't match her delicate face, but she looked even more naughty.

Jealous?

When Mu Xingying heard this word, she frowned tightly.

Maybe so.

"Yeah!" Nodding, no embarrassment at all.

Han Ruoli didn't expect him to admit it so directly.When she thought about it, maybe he would be silent, or he would argue, or he would think deeply, but she never thought that he would admit it so directly and clearly.

Mu Xingying nodded and admitted, which made Han Ruoli a little at a loss, and there was another silence between the two of them.

The breeze swept the leaves, and Han Ruoli's face, the mischievous wind lifted the ends of Han Ruoli's hair, teasing and playing.

Han Ruoli raised her hand and looked at her watch - it was almost 06:30.

"I still have something to do, so let's go first." Han Ruoli stood up, patted the dust off her body, smiled mischievously at Mu Xingying, turned and left.

Mu Xingying stared thoughtfully at the figure that was drifting away, with complex lights shining in his eyes.