Love perfect score

——How can I catch up with you?

Xu Qingqiao didn't answer Yan Xiaomu's question, but Yan Xiaomu couldn't hold back any longer. He shrank his shoulders a little, and awkwardly touched his cheek with his lips to show his affection.

After two touches, Xu Qingqiao grabbed her hand.

Xu Qingqiao asked him, "Like kissing on the face?"

Being asked so bluntly, Yan Xiaomu couldn't even speak fluently, and unconsciously grabbed the corner of Xu Qingqiao's school uniform with his hands down, and repeated a few words upside down: "No, just kiss the face, just kiss the face, you still kiss?" I swear, all I have to do is kiss your face..."

It seems that he still cares about the kissing thing.

Xu Qingqiao lowered her head and gently touched his lips, then parted a little, and seemed to be able to touch them again when she spoke: "Why don't you just kiss him directly?"

Yan Xiaomu straightened his back in an instant, his cheeks turned red, "Also, I'm not in a relationship, why, how can I just kiss casually."

Now that he knows how to associate kissing with falling in love, it doesn't seem too stupid.

"What if we kiss?" Xu Qingqiao straightened up and looked at him.

Yan Xiaomu looked away a little bit, not daring to look at Xu Qingqiao, "If you don't like me, I won't let you kiss..."

After finishing speaking, he immediately regretted it. Xu Qingqiao kissed him, but it was too late for him to like it. How could he say that he would not let Xu Qingqiao kiss him.

Sure enough, Xu Qingqiao said, "Well, that's not a kiss."

Yan Xiaomu paused subconsciously, and then blurted out: "I'm just joking, let you kiss!"

But Xu Qingqiao just let go of him and put him on the ground, nudging his back to make him sit back in his seat.

Yan Xiaomu ate the closed door, and his guts were about to turn green, and he was so wronged that Lao Gao didn't even realize it.

Sam Sam sat back on the chair and ate the apple, she stopped pouting, and even the corners of her eyes drooped, as if she had been wronged, she lowered her head and gnawed on a small piece of apple for a few minutes without finishing it.

Xu Qingqiao saw that the person was very wronged, so she coaxed from the side: "I didn't say I didn't like it."

Yan Xiaomu raised his head abruptly, not daring to look at people directly, turned his face a little, and secretly glanced at Xu Qingqiao who was beside him, and found that Xu Qingqiao was looking at him, then hurriedly turned his head back, and ate the last bite of apple in his hand. I chewed so hard that my heart seemed to be beating a drum.

I didn't say I don't like him, that is, Xu Qingqiao also likes him!

Yan Xiaomu finally swallowed the apple, and turned half of his body to face Xu Qingqiao. He was wearing school uniform and shorts, with his hands neatly placed on his knees, his knees were pink, and his nails were round and translucent.

"How much do you like it?"

The voice is sweet and obedient, as if the question is just such a common topic as do you like apples.

Before Xu Qingqiao could answer, Yan Xiaomu got up from the chair and took the initiative to climb onto Xu Qingqiao's lap, facing each other, put his hands on his shoulders, and whispered: "Would you like me to be your tablemate from now on?"

Yan Xiaomu's acceptance of physical contact was higher than Xu Qingqiao imagined. When he hugged Yan Xiaomu on his lap just now, Yan Xiaomu was shy. Now that he crawled over on his own initiative, he was completely calm.

I can't say how much I like it, but I just enjoy Yan Xiaomu's approach.

Xu Qingqiao hummed and said, "I choose you as my deskmate."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xiaomu covered his mouth as if he was very surprised, and the corners of his eyes curved into an arc, "You like me so much."

So easy to please, so stupid and cute.

Yan Xiaomu, who got the promise from her tablemate, shook her head in joy. At the most ignorant age, she seems to have tasted the sweetness of love, and a little bit of sweetness can last for a long time.

After the music was over, Yan Xiaomu hung his arms and rested his chin on Xu Qingqiao's shoulder, and said to himself: "I know how to chase you, I will treat you to noodles often in the future, okay? There will be fruit after the noodles, if you Stay a little later, and I can give you the milk I ordered before going to bed."

It's all food, it's really Yan Xiaomu.

Xu Qingqiao gently tugged the corner of her mouth.

"I can be your boyfriend and take good care of you, but I'm too young to take care of you, but my mother can take care of you for me first."

When Yan Xiaomu said these words, he still used his usual soft tone, but he spoke loudly, as though he was still a minor under the care of his guardian, but he really wanted to take some responsibility.

Xu Qingqiao should have laughed at Yan Xiaomu's naivety, but the truth was that he seemed to be restrained by this person, and for a moment he listened to these words seriously.

So he pressed the back of Yan Xiaomu's head and kissed it, his tongue pried open the man's white teeth.

Just like the kiss at school, when Yan Xiaomu was kissed with his tongue curled up, he even heard an electric current rushing from his spine all the way to the top of his head. The taste of the gentle countryside.

Xu Qingqiao ate the same apple as him.

This kiss carried a little bit of aggression and a lot of tenderness, and Yan Xiaomu fell into a world called Xu Qingqiao from then on.

After Xu Qingqiao finished kissing, she looked at the man in her arms with flushed cheeks, wiped away the glistening saliva from the corner of his mouth for him, and then quietly hugged him.

Yan Xiaomu huddled in her arms, her eyelashes trembling violently, as if she hadn't recovered from the extreme tenderness just now.

He fell asleep slowly and took a little nap.

So Xu Qingqiao carried her to the bed and put her there.

The quilt pattern of this person is Doraemon, blue and round, as cute as himself.

Yan Xiaomu only woke up when Lin Xiangyu was delivering milk upstairs. With her soft messy hair, she sat on the bed and asked Xu Qingqiao where she had gone as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Lin Xiangyu smiled and said, "I left an hour ago, and I wondered why you didn't go downstairs to see people off, so you just lay here and fell asleep, what's the matter, you can fall asleep if your classmates are still there? "

Yan Xiaomu remembered the kiss just now, blushed unreasonably, and fell into the quilt again.

It turns out that kissing is like this feeling, like being wrapped in a soft white cloud, so comfortable that it makes people want to sleep.

The next day Xu Qingqiao went to school for morning reading earlier than usual. Before entering the classroom in the corridor, he saw through the window that there were only a few people in the classroom. There was already a familiar little head in the last row of the class. , shaking his head, chanting words, he should be reading Chinese, if he is reading English, this person will turn red because he can't pronounce words.

The advantage of sitting in the last row is that it is spacious, even if you sit inside by the window, you don't need to pass by the same table, you can sit directly.

Sometimes Yan Xiaomu read too seriously and buried his face in the book, but he didn't notice when Xu Qingqiao came.

After a while, he finally saw Xu Qingqiao and raised his head.

"It's so early today." Yan Xiaomu put down his textbook, reached into the hole in the table, took out something and handed it to Xu Qingqiao.

It's fresh milk in a bag, with transparent drops of water attached to the bag, it looks like it was just taken out of the freezer in the morning.

Yan Xiaomu started to "chase people" clumsily, first he gave Xu Qingqiao a bag of breakfast milk, held it in both hands, and stared at him with sincere big eyes.

Xu Qingqiao stretched out her hand, and without taking the milk, she pinched his face first, "Keep it for yourself."

"I brought two bags." Yan Xiaomu pointed to the trash can in the corner, "I've already finished the other bag."

It could be seen that he had just finished drinking milk, and there was still a little white milk stain on the corner of Yan Xiaomu's mouth at this time.

Xu Qingqiao didn't take his eyes off Yan Xiaomu's mouth.

Yan Xiaomu was still holding the milk and facing Xu Qingqiao, but he saw Xu Qingqiao stretched his hand to his desk and stood up the open Chinese book on the desk.

Xu Qingqiao held the book with one hand, pinched Yan Xiaomu's chin with the other hand, and kissed the corner of his mouth behind the standing Chinese book.

The movement was light and fast, and the kiss was over before Yan Xiaomu could react, the book was put back on the table, Xu Qingqiao took the milk in his hand, and straightened his body.

Yan Xiaomu was the only one immersed in the kiss that lasted less than a second.

I don't know why Xu Qingqiao kissed him suddenly, but she wasn't curious either, people are stupid, they take pleasure in being taken advantage of, shook their heads and continued to study, the corners of their mouths never twitching.

He was so obviously happy that Wang Meimei caught gossip at the bathroom door during the break.

Yan Xiaomu had nothing to hide in front of Wang Meimei. Wang Meimei realized that this person was taken advantage of by Xu Qingqiao when he didn't match his words.

Then Yan Xiaomu was dragged to the stairs by Wang Meimei, and she warned with her mouth close to her ear, "Boys can't be taken advantage of casually. You said that he kissed you just now, but now you say that you are not together, so he is taking advantage of you." Are you cheap? I can count a few scumbags who are irresponsible after kissing you in your age group."

Yan Xiaomu explained for Xu Qingqiao with a red face, "No, it's because I haven't chased him yet..."

"He has already kissed you, and if you want you to chase him, isn't he just playing with you?"

Yan Xiaomu felt that Xu Qingqiao was not as exaggerated as what Wang Meimei said, but also felt that what Wang Meimei said was not completely unreasonable, so anxious that tears came out again, "No, no..."

Xu Qingqiao kissed him, but it was too late for him to be happy, Xu Qingqiao also said that he would not kiss him anymore, it was he who asked Xu Qingqiao to kiss him.

Finally, Wang Meimei asked the key question, "Xiao Mu, are you stupid? Doesn't kissing you mean that he likes you? Since we like each other, why can't we just be together? Take a step back and say, even if we are not together, he still likes you. Why isn't he chasing you?"

The analysis was in place, and Yan Xiaomu figured it out immediately.

But he ran back clumsily, with a face full of worries, and Xu Qingqiao caught him for interrogation.

Yan Xiaomu felt as uncomfortable as the sandwich biscuit, in fact, his nose was already sore just after Xu Qingqiao touched his arm and asked what was wrong.

Xu Qingqiao just saw that his face was not looking well, so she asked more questions, but unexpectedly, the man pouted again, looking like he was about to cry.

Obviously, he was still humming a little song before going to the bathroom just now.

Wang Meimei at the front desk of Yan Xiaomu also returned to her seat, her eyes were always on Yan Xiaomu's side.

Xu Qingqiao didn't move in her seat, and didn't say much comforting words. She soon saw Wang Meimei turn her head from the front table. She turned her head three or four times in less than a minute, but she didn't say anything, as if she was just worried. Yan Xiaomu's emotions.

In the last class in the morning, Yan Xiaomu handed over a note, Xu Qingqiao opened it and found that it said "I won't chase you anymore".

It's not a big deal to Xu Qingqiao.

He figured out some of the reasons, knowing that if he wanted to coax him, he would naturally be able to coax them easily, but Yan Xiaomu cried in pain before he could coax him, and stayed on the table after school.

Wang Meimei didn't leave either. She planned to talk to Yan Xiaomu alone after Xu Qingqiao left, but Xu Qingqiao didn't expect to leave and just stayed in her seat to draw his paintings.