Chapter 11
The next day is the weekend.

After surviving the busy school period, Yu Huanxi finally had time to repair her broken mobile phone. After breakfast, she carried her bag and her neat ponytail swayed rhythmically.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going out!"

"Be careful on the road!" Mother Yu hurriedly reminded, who was packing up the dishes.

Yu Huanxi hummed a cheerful tune to push the bicycle, and then drove slowly on the road.

Bathed in the warm sunshine, the mood is naturally good.

When the downhill section was approaching, Yu Huanxi spread her legs and prepared to rush down. There were very few vehicles and pedestrians on this road, so she could be reckless once in a while.

but……

The screeching sound of sudden brakes pierced the calm sky.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm going! Did you rush out halfway because you wanted me to knock you into the air, or did you want me to be scared to death by you?" Yu Huanxi pinched the left and right brakes tightly, her feet pressed hard to the ground, and her fierce eyes stared fiercely at the front Fu Mo Nian.

The downhill went well, but this guy rushed out from the middle of the road to scare her!
Fortunately nothing happened.

Fu Mo Nian supported the bicycle faucet with both hands, glanced at her feet, "My pen was almost broken by you."

"Just because of a pen, you take the risk to stop me, Fu Mo Nian, will you distinguish between the serious and the serious?" Yu Huanxi kicked the pen away angrily, and really didn't know how the pen ran into the middle of the road.

Could it be that he has become refined.

Fu Mo Nian glanced at the brush that rolled away, "This is what I use for sketching."

"Then why don't you pick it up quickly!" Yu Huanxi felt helpless at his indifference to staring at the pen.

He looked at her seriously and said, "I'm helping you with the car."

"I think you are deliberately finding fault."

Cheng Yaojin, who dropped his pen, came out on the way, what's the matter?
Yu Huanxi got out of the car speechlessly, picked up the pen, and wiped off the dust on it, "Here, here you are."

Fu Mo Nian had already pushed his bicycle to the side of the road and parked it, "I came here today to sketch from nature, and I'm not very familiar with the environment here, can you introduce it to me?"

"No time, I'm going to fix my phone." Yu Huanxi walked past him without the slightest hesitation.

"Your family seems to live here, and I seem to have the phone numbers of my uncle and aunt, so I'll call them and see if they are free to introduce this place to me." Fu Mo Nian took out his phone from his pocket.

As soon as the screen turned on, Yu Huanxi snatched it away, "You are not allowed to disturb them!"

Fu Mo Nian's pupils were shining like stars, and the corners of his crimson lips curved slightly, "Then you agreed?"

Yu Huanxi really wanted to crush the phone and smash it on the guy's face. He was in a good mood at first, but he destroyed it all at once.

"I only have 10 minutes to introduce you!"

In addition to repairing her mobile phone, she also had to go to the library, and when she came back, she would go to the vegetable market by the way.

"Help me carry it."

Fu Mo Nian gave Yu Huanxi his own bag.

Just when Yu Huanxi was about to tease him, he got on his bicycle and said, "Sit on."

"This place is not big, I can just walk." Her eyes were a little erratic, and she couldn't help taking two steps back.

Fu Mo Nian held her wrist with one hand, "Don't think too much, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to keep up with my pace, after all you have short legs."

"You have short legs!"

Yu Huanxi punched him on the back, with a fierce expression on his face.

"Sit down." Fu Mo Nian looked straight ahead and smiled slightly, then pedaled his bicycle uphill.

She hesitantly put her hand on his clothes.

 The New Year's Day holiday is here, I hope that the little cuties will actively vote for the new book, check in and comment, let us cheer up~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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