please stop being jealous

Of course Xiao Mu was not a fool, but he was a little slow.

After she was shocked, she immediately smiled, and asked, "Then, do I have to change my name when I call Xiao Xu?"

"Don't." Xu Luo also immediately stopped her thoughts, "Just call me Xiao Xu."

"it is good!"

After saying a few more words, Xiao Mu left the office.

Xu Luoye's hand has long been removed from mine, holding a fork, eating the dessert on the plate.

"Eating sugar can make people feel happy." Xu Luo also said, "but eating too much can make people unhappy."

She paused and looked at me: "It will cause acne and flesh."

I raised my hand and pinched her smooth face: "You don't have any acne, you almost have no flesh on your face."

Xu Luoye's skin is good, smooth, and delicate, and it feels very comfortable to the touch.

I didn't make any effort, Xu Luo also patted my wrist lightly, and gave me a look: "Touch again."

"..." I couldn't help laughing, "Don't make the topic so colorful all the time, okay?"

Really are.

After looking in the store for a while, Xu Luo and I drove to Song Chicheng's place.

We haven't seen each other for a week, and Song Chicheng has almost recovered. When we arrived, he was still sitting on the sofa playing games.

Fangyuan wasn't there, so she went to Yuncheng, and the milk tea shop over there needed her, the boss, to check it out.

Seeing us, Song Chicheng smiled: "Sister, little sister Xu."

I sat down beside him, frowned, and said, "Are you going to work tomorrow?"

Song Chicheng shook his head: "I don't really want to go." He made a pitiful expression, "Sister, why don't I help in your shop, I don't want a high salary."

"Beautiful thought." I patted his head.

The coffee table was a bit messy, and Xu Luo couldn't stand it anymore, so he started to help tidy it up.

I took her hand: "No need." I said, "Let him tidy up by himself."

Song Chicheng pouted.

Xu Luo was also there, so I didn't worry about anything, so I asked him again: "Are you still fighting with Fang Yuan?"

Song Chicheng's expression froze: "No."

"...All right." I shouldn't have asked, it's no wonder that the two of them have been around for so many years and can speak clearly so quickly.

I turned my head to look at Xu Luoye, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, we are not like them."

Song Chicheng made a sound of disgust.

After chatting with him for a while, Xu Luo and I are about to go back.

Before leaving, Song Chicheng took my wrist with a look of hesitation.

"what's up?"

Song Chicheng withdrew his hand and apologized to me: "I'm sorry."

"why?"

"Because I lied to you for so many years."

I put my hands down: "Who made you my brother."

Song Chicheng lowered his head: "If... I am really with Fangyuan, what will you do?"

I already thought of what he said.

If Song Chicheng got together with Fangyuan later, it would prove that the so-called same-sex liking among young people is what my mother thinks, and everyone is just following a trend.

As a person who has never liked men, I will be regarded as such.

For Song Chicheng, there are good and bad things for him.

The good thing is that after so many years, he and Fang Yuan are finally getting close.

The bad thing is that he was literally beaten.

I touched his head: "My business is not important."

Before he could say anything else, I pulled Xu Luo and left.

When we got outside the community, Xu Luo also said, "Teacher Yu." She rubbed my hand, "You are very important."

I turned my head and looked at her: "I know." I let out a breath and lowered my voice, "I know."