Pancake Cart

Lu Lu blinked slowly and said, "No..."

Yin Liang frowned all of a sudden, very scary.

Lu Lu pretended to be scared, and took a step back like a deer.

Yin Liang grabbed his arm: "You... how can you not wear it!"

Lu Lu looked at him stupidly: "Only kiss, kiss also...Do you want to wear that?"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yin Liang's mouth.

All of a sudden, the spine seemed to be hit by electricity, from the heart to the waist, Yin Liang swallowed his saliva: "Only kiss... you only... kiss?"

"Well, it's behind the teaching building," Lu Lu blushed, not daring to look at him, "he said he would..."

Yin Liang looks at his drooping head, a cute hair twirl.

"How many times?" Yin Liang asked.

This is an insatiable effort, knowing that they have never done it before, they are still not satisfied, and want to know how many times that wet mouth has been touched by Huang Hai, preferably only once, it is best to taste it...

"Ah?" Lu Lu raised his face, very scheming, slightly opened his mouth, and pressed his tongue against the gums, faintly visible.

Yin Liang immediately fell for his hook, staring recklessly at the dank pink.

"Can not remember……"

Yin Liang frowned.

"How... count once?" Lu Lu asked softly, "Do you count once with your mouth open, or..."

"Enough!" Yin Liang shouted suddenly.

Lu Lu just liked him like this, he was so jealous that he couldn't hold back his temper, his eyes were staring fiercely like stars that had shattered the day, burning with anger and making people hot.

The impulsiveness of youth, the heat of midsummer.

"Hey, here's a pancake!" A business came, and it was an aunt pushing a bicycle.

Lu Lu tried his best to avoid Yin Liang, went to the hot stove, poured the rake on the rake, his hand holding the rake was a little clumsy, he was worrying, a big hand came up, and his hot chest was pressed against his back.

Yin Liang was sweating, he ran away just now, Lu Lu turned his head in his arms, pursing his lips flattered.

Yin Liang didn't say anything.

Lu Lu looked at him bewilderedly.

"Do you want chopped green onion?" Yin Liang asked.

Hot air sprayed on Lu Lu's ears.

"Do you want cilantro?"

Lu Lu trembled slightly.

"That..." Maibing Auntie stared at them with red cheeks, and secretly raised her phone.

Lu Lu felt that she was going to take a picture, so he pushed Yin Liang with his shoulder to keep him away.

It happened to be on Yin Liang's heart, the place seemed to be broken, it was numb, and it was jumping uncontrollably.

Lu Lu packed the pancakes, and asked embarrassedly: "Is the license plate... specially made?"

Yin Liang was taken aback: "No," he said hastily, "Of course not."

But it didn't say how it came about.

Lu Lu took the money and stuffed it into the apron. The aunt asked excitedly, "Young man, do you sell pancakes here every day?"

Lu Lu looked back at Yin Liang.

"Yes." The guy answered for him with a cold face.