Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 175 Rebellious Brother Is A Little Sweet (43)

He was helpless: "Why did you rob me? Don't you have it yourself?"

Song Yu rolled his eyelids lazily: "Your drink is better."

He smiled shyly, held his little face in his hands, and blinked his eyes.

"Because I'm a fairy?"

There was a thin layer of smile in Song Yu's eyes, he bit the straw and nodded, his broken hair slightly covered his eyebrows and eyes.

"Yes."

He You: ...was teased.

Du Pian watched them getting along very naturally, as if there was no room for anyone between them.

He lowered his head slightly, with complicated eyes, and finally said nothing, and detoured out the door.

He glanced at the classroom door from the corner of his eye, and took back his yogurt helplessly and amusedly.

"People are gone, now you are satisfied."

Childish to death, still jealous.

Song Yu hummed lightly: "Not satisfied."

He patted his little head again: "It's useless if you're not satisfied."

It didn't matter at all, but Song Yu always looked down on Du Pian and had a lot of hostility towards him.

……

On the day of the competition, He got up early again and began to prepare. After all, this was her first time participating in such a formal competition, so she was a little nervous.

The venue used the stage of a theater, and He You stood at the door, feeling a little homely and timid.

With a heavy head, Song Yu raised his hand and touched her head.

The young man was tall and tall, wearing simple black trousers, with dignified and exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

He turned to look at him again, and asked seriously, "Ayu, are you nervous?"

Before Song Yu could answer, she started thinking about it herself.

"You must be nervous. You are the one who is actually on stage. Don't worry, I will cheer you up below. Don't be nervous."

He was very serious again: "Don't be nervous! You have to play well, and it depends on whether I can earn money to support you in the future."

Song Yu had a smile in his eyes, and he touched He You's face.

"I'm not nervous."

Mingminghe seemed to be the nervous one again.

He successfully entered the preparation stage again, and many people have already come in, including small designers in the industry and some newcomers.

Most of them were adults, and they were very surprised when they saw He coming in again.

The little girl looked like a high school student at most, and she was underage at first glance.

A middle-aged man sighed with emotion.

"The future is terrifying."

Being able to reach the final at a young age is a talent.

In their line of work, no amount of hard work can compare to the talent of others.

He found another place to put his things, and asked Song Yu to change his clothes first.

She was placing the cosmetics when she heard a small exclamation from behind.

It was Song Yu who came out.

The boy's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and indifferent, and the tie-dye robes with a Chinese style were properly worn on Song Yu's body, which was very suitable.

The smoky purple against the boy's cold white skin looks like a bright moon.

The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier was extremely surprised.

"You did this yourself?"

He replied again, and brushed the corner of Song Yu's clothes.

The man withdrew his gaze, looked at his design and model again, and sighed long.

Well, if nothing else happens, he will miss the championship.

He held the makeup brush again, looking at Song Yu's exquisite eyebrows, he was a little at a loss what to do.

Song Yu looked up at her, his eyes were clear and sparkling.

He slightly opened his lips and stared straight at He You.

"I want to kiss you."

He You: ...

She blushed and covered Song Yu's eyes.

"Close your eyes!"

Song Yu closed her eyes obediently, He took another deep breath, and began to formally put on makeup.

The smoky purple eye shadow smudged the eye contours, the tails of the teenager's eyes were slightly raised, and the long eyelashes were curved and curled up.

He gave him a simple style, and then nervously waited for the game.

The competition started gradually, and He You didn't even bother to look at other people's works, he clenched his hands tightly, so nervous that he died.

Song Yu took her hand with a funny face, and gently kissed her on his lips.

His voice was light: "Don't worry..."

He withdrew her hand violently again, she almost jumped up in excitement, and frantically went to get the lipstick.

"Lipstick spent!"

Song Yu: ...

　Forgive me for updating at this time, because I am so happy.After receiving your comments, recommendation tickets and the first monthly pass, I am very touched, and happy things come one after another, as if the gods are wishing me a happy birthday. (I seem to be the author who likes Suan Sui Nian the most, don't dislike me!)

　　
　
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