I seem to have a crush on the little follower

Time passed and the winter vacation was about to begin. Tang Le finally breathed a sigh of relief after finishing the last test.

After going downstairs, Zhou Fan was already waiting for him downstairs.

"How was the exam?" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Not bad." Tang Le responded.

It's not that he's bragging, but after so long of devil's review, plus Zhou Fan's tutoring, I have to say that the learning method of the first grade is different. Tang Le feels that the whole person is much more relaxed, and his grades have also improved. soon.

"Are you sure to enter the top [-]?" Zhou Fan smiled when he saw this.

Tang Le hesitated for a moment, but still chose to be conservative: "Not necessarily."

"that's humble."

Zhou Fan squinted his eyes and looked at him, as if he had seen through his little thoughts.

Tang Le didn't hide it so much, she turned her head and nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Fan paused for a moment, and flicked his head lightly. The force was not heavy, but it was enough to startle people.

"Why do you lay eggs when I give you a chicken coop, why haven't I seen you so narcissistic before!" Zhou Fan said.

Since he got acquainted with Zhou Fan, he has become much more cheerful. Of course, it is only in front of Zhou Fan. When he gets along with other people, he still has a cold dead face, and he can't fart for a long time. kind.

In Zhao Qian's words, the whole person was enveloped in a murderous aura.

But now, in front of Zhou Fan, he occasionally has a few poor words, and even though he is sometimes quite heartbroken, he is at least a little popular, a little lively like he should be at his age.

"Because I wasn't familiar with it before." Tang Le clicked his tongue.

"I really miss when Baba told me that I admired me so much and wanted to be my little brother's child." Zhou Fan was choked for a moment, and then deliberately said with emotion: "No wonder you didn't say you hated me before, beautiful Freshness, just for a short while."

"That's not true." Tang Le said.

Zhou Fan glanced at him: "Could it be that I was as annoying to you before as I am now?!"

"No." Tang Le shrugged: "You were never in my eyes before."

Zhou Fan: "..."

Tang Le: "..."

"I think you should learn an art." Zhou Fan said with a headache.

"Ok?"

"White lie."

Tang Lewen paused for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Well, you're actually not annoying."

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about it, your kidney hurts," Zhou Fan slapped his forehead regretfully: "You pretend I didn't ask, I pretended I didn't hear."

Seeing this, Tang Le snorted, then turned his head away, and said in a low voice as if unintentionally: "As for it, it's good to have your girlfriend."

Zhou Fan heard his muttering, and was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head, and said dumbfoundedly, "Where did I get my girlfriend?"

"I saw it downstairs that day." Tang Le still didn't turn his head.

"That day??"

Zhou Fan brainstormed for a while, and then remembered that Zheng Qing, who was waiting for him downstairs to bring him breakfast that day, felt better all of a sudden.

He turned to Tang Le, grabbed his shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and said deliberately, "Are you jealous?"

Tang Le paused for a moment, then gave him a blank look: "Are you sick?"

"I don't remember anything from such a long time ago. If you are jealous, just say it." Zhou Fan moved closer.

Tang Le saw that he was starting to push forward, and couldn't help but tense up. He stood still and stepped back again.

"Why?" Zhou Fan smiled.

Zhou Fan looked down at his face, his slightly long bangs were tied into threes and sevens, his eyelashes were long, and his face suddenly flushed a little because of what he said just now, making his skin look much ruddy, especially... …

Very cute.

Zhou Fan couldn't find any other words. In short, he felt that when he saw his expression, his whole body became a mess. He just wanted to rub the other party into his arms and hug him vigorously.

Tang Le frowned, but his movements were not big, and Zhou Fan, who was immersed in his fantasy world, didn't notice it.

Zhou Fan didn't know why, but had an inexplicable impulse, thinking that this was a good time to express his feelings.

Zhou Fan took a step forward and raised one hand up, but this time it didn't put it on his shoulder like a brother in the past, but went straight to his cheek.

The surrounding area is quiet, there are not many people in Sanliu Alley at this point, only one or two birds occasionally fly over the top of the head, with the rustling sound of dead leaves.

Zhou Fan lifted his chin with one finger, forcing him to look at him. His face suddenly got closer, and he could even feel the other party's unruly breath on his face, and his eyelashes trembled. His eyes reflected his wolf-like expression.

Looking at Tang Le's flustered but delicate face, he cleared his throat: "Child, actually, I'm very..."

Suddenly, with a crisp "snap", Tang Le knocked his hand off.

All his words were interrupted.

Zhou Fan froze in place. He saw Tang Le's chest heaving violently because of panting, and the expression on his face was unstoppable panic.

Tang Le took two steps back, and his calf touched the stone downstairs of the rental building, deliberately keeping a distance from him.

Zhou Fan was taken aback, he suddenly realized that he had acted too hastily.

Tang Le's heart was beating wildly. Before Zhou Fan finished speaking just now, he had an inexplicable and strong premonition. He felt that there was an indescribable wave rushing to his brain that he had never experienced before, and he was almost about to overwhelm himself. His sanity was overwhelmed.

Although he was looking forward to it, he was suddenly afraid that the other party would finish that sentence, and with a short-circuit of his head, he knocked off Zhou Fan's hand.

Tang Le didn't say a word, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he returned to the indifferent expression he had when we first met, and strode back with his schoolbag on his back.

"Children, Tang Le! Wait a minute, I didn't mean that, I was wrong..."

Zhou Fan called him and followed behind him, he was filled with remorse, and tried to explain what he did just now in another common sense way, but it was useless, the other party was still frowning and striding forward stairs.

After reaching the third floor, he was about to enter the anti-theft door.

Zhou Fan knew that Tang Le would go back to his hometown with his grandma for the winter vacation tomorrow. If he didn't explain clearly now, the misunderstanding might accumulate over time. At that time, Tang Le might unconsciously alienate himself, even without friends. Easy to do.

"Tang Le!" Zhou Fan finally stopped him: "I just..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Le turned around abruptly, and then stared at him with a pair of big eyes.

Zhou Fan met his eyes, and for a few seconds, he was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't speak any more, but quietly watched him close the anti-theft door in front of his eyes with a bang.

Zhou Fan turned around and leaned against the wall.

Looking out from the third floor at the tall building and the blue sky opposite, he breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand and wiped off the sweat from his nervousness just now, then grinned like a player who had just narrowly won a round. basketball player.

Zhou Fan laughed silently for a while, then turned his head to look at the tightly closed door, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Because he saw just now that Tang Le turned his head and looked extremely restless.

It's not the kind of restlessness of anger and resistance, but more like a kind of restlessness caused by excitement and excitement, and the pupils tremble unconsciously, as if suddenly excited by a baby that has been coveted for too long.

Zhou Fan is too familiar with Tang Le's expression, and it's definitely not a bad thing for him to show such a rare expression!

Zhou Fan clenched his hands into fists and slammed the wall hard.

Yes, he still needs time, just needs time!

The author has something to say: Little Tang Le just didn't recover for a while!Believe in Brother Fan's piercing eyes!

ps: The collection is as stable as an old dog, and there is no list. It is really a loss of motivation. There are no dead ends in all directions, so this chapter is a bit short, don't hit me! (top the pot and escape)

pss: Thanks to the little angel Youyan for the nutrient solution ~ Bi Xin ~