Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 152 Rebellious Brother Is A Little Sweet (20)

He glanced lightly at the restless students below the stage again. Her brows and eyes were cold, and she seemed a little unapproachable when she was not smiling.

The girl's voice was clear, and she read her speech smoothly.

Everyone else thought that Du Pian's passage was also included in He You's speech, but only Du Pian knew it wasn't. Even the English passage that originally belonged to He You was copied by himself, and He You was completely playing freely.

However, she spoke clearly and fluently, without any sense of tension and cramped on-site editing.

Although there was a small situation, but fortunately there was no danger.The girl's ponytail was tied up high, swaying behind her as she walked, and her hair was slightly curled.

Du Pian took a few steps to catch up, and stood shoulder to shoulder with He You.

"Thank you."

If she hadn't reacted quickly just now, the flag-raising ceremony would have been messed up.

He didn't care about it: "No need."

The black figure in front had a broad back and a cold youthful demeanor, which stood out in the crowd. He You's eyes lit up, and he trotted after him.

"Song Yu!"

She smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Why are you walking so fast?"

Song Yu turned to look at her, but his eyes fell on Du Pian who was looking at her behind her.

The boy's eyes were light-hearted, but when he looked over, he was quite oppressive.

Du Pian frowned, the young man's appearance and overall temperament were not like the people here, more like he came from Kyoto.

He didn't notice that the eyes of the two of them had already met, she was excited.

"Ayu, do you want to play with me this National Day?"

The young man lowered his eyes lazily, his fiery red hair had already faded, and the roots of his hair were slowly changing color.

"Where?"

He was thinking about her own calculations again, her almond eyes were bright.

"To my grandmother's."

The grandmother of the original owner is an ethnic minority, and she has excellent skills, especially the tie-dye skills handed down from her ancestors.

This is what He You has in mind for this holiday. She doesn't have that much money to buy high-quality fabrics. Her grandmother's tie-dye technique is quite good, which fits the theme of her design this time.

But the clothes had to be made according to the size of the model, so He had to bring Song Yu with him.

She was full of confidence, and felt that even if Song didn't agree when she met, she could soften his heart.

No way, just be so confident.

"He tugged at Song Yu's sleeve again, blinking his eyes."

Go, go, I'm so lonely. "

She deliberately exaggerated: "There are all kinds of animals in the mountain village. If I am taken away by wolves, there will be no one to inform me. Do you have the heart for me to be so miserable?"

Song Yu wanted to laugh a little, the young man's brows and eyes were light and soft under the sun, and a smile filled his eyes.

He said, "Be patient."

He You: ...

She choked.

Song Yu seemed to particularly like to see her tangled up and speechless, and He could see a clear smile in his eyes.

She was helpless: "If you don't go, I will replace you?"

Song Yu: ...

"go."

The two told Father An about the situation, and they got ready and set off on the second day of the holiday.

Grandma's house is a little far away, and the location is very remote. After arriving in that city, you have to transfer a bus, or you won't be able to get in at all.

He found another seat by the window and sat down. She fell asleep in the car with the wind blowing, and was awakened by the bumps again.

She tilted her head slightly, Song Yu closed her eyes tightly, her lips were pale, and her face looked pale.

It should be that I have never been in this kind of car, and I got motion sickness.

He picks up another orange, and the refreshing orange fragrance gradually spreads, making the churning stomach feel better.

Song Yu opened his eyes, and the next moment, another orange was stuffed into his mouth.

He You kept chewing on the orange, looking at him with clear eyes.

"feelling better?"

Song Yu said softly, his cheeks were puffed up by the big oranges, his hair was messed up in sleep, and he looked soft and cute.

He stroked his tied-up hair again, smiling.

"Hey, call my sister to listen."

(End of this chapter)