Chapter 292: . Bad boy ex-girlfriend (10)

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Chen Liangbo didn't blink and stared at people, trying to see how she coaxed.
Lin Lang glanced at him for a few times to make sure that the other person really wanted her to "coax", and she was a little bit crying and laughing. After all, it was a child who said that it would change.
"You come down first." She waved.
Chen Liangbo responded obediently and stood up.
Lin Lang raised her eyebrows in surprise, and the figure suddenly jumped from above. She was stunned by the momentum and hurried forward to pick someone up.
"Snapped--"
The two fell to the dark green mat behind them, which was for students to sit up on.
Lin Lang was really sturdy as a meat cushion this time, but fortunately, there was a cushion, otherwise her old bones would be torn apart.
The little guy's face was buried in her chest, and she patted her master's angrily, "Is it cheap enough?"
This angle is really tricky.
Chen Liangbo looked up dumbly, his ears were a little red, and the soft touch made him lose the sharp speech ability in the past. For the first time, he clearly realized the difference between men and women.
His parents died very early, and he was with his uncle since childhood. The other party is a complete workaholic, and he is not married. The big man is also blind to raising children, and he is blind. Fortunately, the child is clever and has a great talent for imitation. Before he was seven years old, he could step on a small stool to cook and cook. It made his uncle like a waste that only opened his mouth to eat.
Chen Liangbo's impression of women stayed with his uncle's girlfriend. He changed very quickly. He came and went, his faces were different, but his body was surprisingly consistent, and his chest, waist and thin were upset.
Do men like this type? On this issue, Chen Liangbo directly asked the person concerned that his uncle had been slobbering for a long time. In order to save his superficial straight man's aesthetic, he said in earnest that this was for the reproduction of future generations.
The children seem to understand, but also remember this firmly.
Lin Lang was "not standard" in Chen Liangbo's eyes. He always worried that she was too thin, and it might be painful to have children in the future. Isn't it still hard to die now? He saw the news, it was true.
The little husband was worried and thinking about the issues of birth and childbirth, and was not embarrassed at all.
I haven't learned it yet, so I don't understand the uncle's hints.
But after all, he was a boy. The sudden reaction of his body made Chen Liangbo very helpless. His head slammed back suddenly and propped himself up in a panic.
It ’s rare to see this little poison ’s expression in shock and discoloration. Lin Lang ’s eyes turned, and his disgusted eyes stretched out his long legs, tightly wrapped around his thin waist, like a vine. "Her hair has grown a lot, and the seaweed is scattered on the mat. The face and neck are white, like freshly washed lotus shoots, crisp and raw.
Chen Liangbo looked at her blankly, and now the two pose very strangely. The curiosity is better than the abnormality of the body. He is not anxious anymore and asks curiously, "Is this a coax?"
"No, it's called--"
With her elbows propped up, she got up and kissed her little cheek, then watched his reaction.
He looked at her with clear eyes and no blush.
Lin Lang stroked his forehead. Forget it. How hard is it with a child who has no feathers?
As a result, the English test paper was sent out the next day, and Lin Lang ’s answer card was missing. The following answers were all messed up and the scores were messed up.
The English teacher vaguely mentioned her a few words to make her pay attention next time.
Lin Lang's mentality is really good. The old goblin has experienced so many ups and downs. This kind of little thing is not at all in her mind. She has her chin on her hands and wonders what to eat for lunch.
This look is very
melancholy
to others. The enthusiastic English representative lost a small note and secretly reminded the elementary school tyrant to ask him to look at Lin Lin ’s emotions. Let them think east and west, not to mention being criticized by teachers in court.
Chen Liangbo ’s emotions are not fluctuating very much, and he rarely pays attention to and accurately understands other people ’s emotions. He does not feel that Lin Lang is very sad, but since the English representatives have said-
"Do I need to coax you?" The little husband turned around and asked, the English teacher was explaining the question type above, his hands kept on, and he wrote notes, and his eyes were still glanced at Lin Lang, and he was forced to use two cows very.
Lin Lang wandered around the world, thinking about the small restaurant outside, and when he heard his voice, he responded vaguely. In fact, she didn't hear what he was saying.
The sharp pen nib across the paper, with a snap.
The test paper on the desktop was picked up and suddenly opened, just covering their faces.
Snow flakes fell outside the window.
Chu Xue was late.
The little husband was wearing a thick sweater and light coffee-colored scarves piled up. The little face became more and more beautiful. He grabbed the test paper in one hand and leaned over with his knee next to her calf, creating a squeeze Tightness. The neck was raised so high that it finally came close.
The soft lips touched her cheeks softly, like the flying flowers hovering down from the branches of spring, light and sweet.
Lin Lang stared in amazement.
Lying trough?
Is this a counterattack?
The other party was in that calm gesture from beginning to end, seeing that she hadn't recovered in a long time, after thinking about it, she moved her lips to another place.
More intimate, only the restricted area that he can touch.
"Am I coaxing you?"
The little boy whispered that the hoarse tone hidden countless tiny hooks.
After the basketball game ended, the little husband burned one night that was not serious. After taking a few pills, it was followed by a period of voice change that every boy would experience.
The same is true for several boys in the class, the voice suddenly becomes sharp and low, and the veritable male duck's voice. Girls often make fun of boys because of this, embarrassing and ashamed. The originally lively boys were afraid to speak, and if they met the teacher to answer the question by name, especially after reading the text, these would always provoke some jokes.
Compared with the embarrassment of the boys, the little husband is blessed, his voice becomes thicker and thicker, and the young child's crispness and tenderness are faded.
Chen Liangbo's support team rose to a terrible point during this time.
Before, most people regarded him as a child, and few of them sent love letters. Now Linlang is inattentive and has a few more love letters in her hands. Some elementary school girls asked her to pass it on.
"Here, for you."
She raised the letter in her hand and placed it on Chen Liangbo's table. The other party is solving a math problem, and the dense formula is full of pages. He said "Uh" lightly, his expression was indifferent, and when she saw her come back empty-handed, he asked, "Aren't you going to buy bread?"
There are twenty minutes in the morning big class. Many people like to eat snacks to pad their stomachs, so the shop is overcrowded after class.
Lin Lang shrugged her shoulders. "Too many people, I can't squeeze in." She reached out her toes. "Look, my shoes have been trampled on."
I saw that he put on the pen cap, pulled a paper towel in front, and dipped it in the water again. He bent down and gently wiped the stains on Linlang's boots.
"You sit, I'll buy it." Chen Liangbo stood up, slender and tall, looming a male's sense of oppression. Lin Lang suddenly discovered that this boy was thief fast, only half a semester, he no longer needs to lift his neck, looking up at her.
The voice changes, grows tall, and the throat knots stand out. Without exception, she is conveying a certain sound to him: he has grown up, and he is no longer a child she can coax.
Between a mature man and a young boy, his brows and angles gradually revealed, subtle and dangerous signs.
This clue is very cautious, and I can't find it when I get along.
Lin Lang still treats people as younger brothers, and his interactions with boys do not avoid Chen Liangbo. Occasionally, he still counts the merits of a certain boy in the class in front of him. After talking about his views, he ca n’t help but gossip. I want to know if he is interested in other girls.
The second year of high school is over and the summer vacation begins.
The summer in Beijing is as hot as a stove, the asphalt road is roasted, and emits a strange smell. Lin Lang is unwilling to go out and sweats so much that he stays at home and reads books and eats with watermelon. .
The watermelon was delivered by Chen Liangbo's unreliable uncle. It was large and sweet. It was picked in the Chen's orchard and left in the refrigerator overnight. Under the command of Lin Lang, Chen Liangbo took it out and cut it into neat pieces, drizzled with yogurt, which was very delicious.
Lin Lang was lying on the newly bought sofa at home, her feet stretched out, and she rested on Chen Liangbo's thigh. She forked a piece of watermelon into her mouth, the coolness relieved the heat, and suddenly smashed her mouth with satisfaction, and then slowly said, "Little brother, don't hide your sister, you must have someone you like."
The boy's thin fingers grabbed a nail polish bottle and carefully applied Lin Lang's toenails. The delicious red slowly fainted.
Chen Liangbo's lashes were slender, covering his light brown pupils, and his eyelids were not open, so he asked, "How do you know?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Lin Lang smiled strangely. "Sister understands it."
Can she still be unclear?
During this period of time, the small poisons got up early to wash their clothes, and changed their underwear more frequently.
Lin Lang thought and was very melancholy. The little guy finally grew up and knew how to think about spring. He was going to build a small cabbage in other people's vegetable garden.
It's not easy, she finally got out of the bitter sea.
Let this little poison be detoxified ... oh no, it is to love other girls.
"What do you know?" He asked coldly.
The wrist of his right hand pressed against Lin Lang's ankle, slightly sinking.
Lin Lang felt that this remark stimulated a bit of anger, and her thoughts turned around. Is the rebellious period of this little poison coming?
For the rebellious child, we still have to smooth things out.
So she smiled and stopped asking. She poked a piece of watermelon with a silver fork. She just bit into her mouth. The sofa on her side suddenly sag, and the faint smell of soap horn flew across the tip of her nose, her eyes clear and clear Close at hand.
He glanced at the man, his expression hard to tell.
Just when she thought about what this person was going to do, the other party opened her mouth to hold the little watermelon, yanked it, and snatched it directly.
Lin Lang rolled his eyes. "Childish."
Chen Liangbo slowly moved the watermelon back into his mouth, and Yin Hong's juice overflowed slightly, moistening the corners of his lips. He squeezed gently, the color darkened even more.
After eating the watermelon, Lin Lang waited for the nail polish to dry and unconsciously lay on the sofa and fell asleep.
Chen Liangbo put her legs down lightly and went to the house to hold an air-conditioning sheet and put it on her. The braid was loose and fell on the cheek. His fingers flicked and touched the delicate fat jade. The pink powder and small fluff were very loving and loving.
"You don't understand anything."
So it was so unprepared and naive to fall asleep in front of him.