Ya, you bastard! [GL]

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Love is such a thing that is constantly cut and messed up, how can you want to be together just because you want to help her for a while.

After falling in love, there will also be intimate actions.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing, is he going to practice them one by one out of kindness?

"Ning Meng, we have three years of junior high school and two years of high school. I have done it so obviously, don't you know?"

Ning Meng was drinking lemonade to moisten her throat, when she heard his words, she choked and coughed violently.

Before his face was flushed from coughing, Zhao Fan hurriedly sat over to Ning Meng's side, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally put his hand on her back to pat her.

Jiang Yun and Xiao Qingyu saw this scene when they came all the way.

Ning Meng's cheeks were pink, and her head was hanging down, not knowing what she was doing. Zhao Fan stroked her back with one hand, with a concerned expression and deep affection in his eyes.

"You still say you won't take advantage?" Jiang Yun questioned her.

If you touch your back with your hands, isn't it called taking advantage?

With Ning Meng's temperament, she wouldn't take the initiative to say anything when her hand was touched, but now Jiang Yun felt more and more that she dared not refuse.

Xiao Qingyu was taken aback by the training, and looked intently for a few seconds before saying: "Oh, Little Lemon is coughing, I just pat her on the back."

Seeing clearly what the two of them were doing, Jiang Yun frowned: "Coughing and patting your back is useful? Do you have a little common sense? At most, it can be a comforting effect. There must be something in the throat to be effective!"

"Little Yuner, why are you yelling at me?"

"...I didn't." Jiang Yun was at a loss for words, his eyes glanced around and he didn't speak.

"Go in?"

"Look again."

When he looked up again, Zhao Fan had already sat back to his original seat, Ning Meng cleared his throat and said, "Thank you."

"Blame me. I shouldn't have poured you lemonade. How about some warm water?"

"It's okay." Ning Meng took a sip of lemonade and sipped it.

She wasn't choking on the water, she was choking on his words!

The word 'like' can be blurted out, but Ning Meng dare not continue to think about it.

Always thought this development was weird.

When it comes to emotions, she finds it more troublesome. Her secret love is already a mess, and if she involves others, she will have two big heads.

Besides, if Zhao Fan really liked her, she wouldn't be able to agree to this matter.

Being together for a certain purpose, no matter how you think about it, how awkward it is.

Perhaps, Zhao Fan was acting to convince her?

Ning Meng was delusional.

"Ning Meng, I like you, I have liked you since junior high school."

Her heart was beating wildly for no reason, and Ning Meng's scalp was numb, and she resisted: "Zhao Fan, you don't have to do this, I don't plan to change my personality by falling in love, I apologize to you, I'm really sorry .”

"What are you apologizing for?" Zhao Fan smiled easily, and the inspector touched her head with his hand, "I mean it."

Ning Meng could clearly feel the hair on the top of her head being scratched by him, which was a completely different experience from Jiang Yun touching her head.

She was only nervous, not secretly happy.

"Just...you don't have to like me, no, you like me just because of Xiao Qingyu's words..." Ning Meng spoke incoherently, and lowered her head in frustration.

I was most angry with myself at this time, I clearly thought about what to say, but I couldn't even understand a sentence.

"You think I'm acting?"

...hope he's acting.

Ning Meng buried her head even lower, wondering if she couldn't get away with it.If she had to insist on it, how should she make it clear to him that she should reject him.

"No, why do you think I'm acting. When Xiao Qingyu found me, do you know how happy I was? I didn't fall asleep that night, and I kept thinking about how to tell you about it."

Obviously feeling the excitement and joy in his words, Ning Meng looked up and saw his vigorous appearance with a bright smile on his face.

Because of her?

Ning Meng felt a strange feeling in her heart.

He was so excited because of her?

"Ning Meng, to be honest, don't look at me like that, it's too cute." Zhao Fan was speechless, his face flushed, staring at Ning Meng speechless.

Ning Meng was taken aback, then lowered her head again.

Suddenly, Zhao Fan sat next to her again, rubbing her head with his hand involuntarily, "Give me a chance, please? I really like you, I like you very much."

No one ever said those words to her.

I like words like that very much.

The feeling of being needed filled her heart.

Ning Meng's mind went blank, and when she looked up, she saw Jiang Yun and Xiao Qingyu standing aside, frightened: "You... are here?"

"Little Lemon, how do you feel?" Xiao Qingyu spontaneously took a seat opposite her, and Jiang Yun followed, facing Zhao Fan.

Ning Meng shook her head in bewilderment, but said nothing.

When the dishes came, Zhao Fan greeted them, "Have you eaten yet? How about ordering a few more dishes to eat together?"

"Do you want to stay here for dinner?" Jiang Yun turned to ask Xiao Qingyu, but glanced at Ning Meng.

"Stop eating..." Xiao Qingyu pulled Jiang Yun's clothes, thinking that it would be better for the two of them not to be light bulbs.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Yun got up and glanced at Ning Meng again, "Are you going?"

Ning Meng had never seen her cool appearance before, so she subconsciously followed her train of thought, "Let's go."

"Then this dish..." Xiao Qingyu hesitated.

"Pack up, I'll go with you."

Xiao Qingyu and Jiang Yun walked in front, and they could still hear the soft voices of the two behind them.

"You take this porridge, it's delicious."

"This mustard shredded pork is also delicious with porridge, and this sour radish is also good."

"Wait, I'll buy you some ginger candy. How about soaking it in hot water? This is very useful for nasal congestion."

It was rare for Ning Meng to reject him all the way, but Zhao Fan couldn't help being too enthusiastic, and followed Jiang Yun into the classroom with a few bags in his hand.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ning Meng asked them as she put the things on the table.

"Let's eat later." Xiao Qingyu leaned forward happily, "Little Lemon, what do you think of Zhao Fan?"

Before waiting for an answer, Jiang Yun patted her on the head and motioned her to go out with her.

Ning Meng followed her, thinking that she had something to say, but Jiang Yun's first question was also the same.

"What do you think of Zhao Fan?"

"pretty good."

"Is it good to be a boyfriend?"

"...I haven't thought about it."

"What did he just tell you?"

Ning Meng bit her lip slightly, seeing that Jiang Yun's expression was normal, she wondered whether she should say it or not.

Should I take this opportunity to test Jiang Yun's thoughts towards her... But she was afraid that the result of the test would disappoint her.

"He said he likes me, he likes me very much." Ning Meng paused every word, and added: "No one has ever told me that since I was a child, it feels a bit strange, and my heart is beating very fast. ...are you in love with him?"

"How is it possible." Jiang Yun denied, "If I say that I like you very much, will you think you like me?"

Ning Meng looked at her ignorantly, and deliberately suppressed the turbulent eyes, but couldn't suppress the frantic heart.

She will 100% say she likes it.

"That's how they trick girls. Don't be so easily fooled."

"Got it." Ning Meng nodded.

Seeing her well-behaved, Jiang Yun said: "We feel that falling in love is useless to you, so we won't fall in love in the future."

"it is good."

She looked so docile like a little sheep, Jiang Yun helped comb her hair with his hands, and muttered: "Don't let others touch your head all the time, you see he messed up your hair."

"Really?" Ning Meng hurriedly reached out to tidy up, but was stopped by Jiang Yun, "I'll sort it out for you."

"Thank you." Ning Meng smiled sweetly at her.

"En." Jiang Yun responded lightly, turned and entered the classroom.

****

On the way to the cafeteria for dinner.

Xiao Qingyu leaned close to Jiang Yun's ear and whispered, "I saw it from the window just now, you touch Little Lemon's head."

"So what?" Jiang Yun was puzzled.

"I always feel that you care about her very much, from the beginning."