MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 27

"Young Master, Lin Biao is coming."

Qin Lan knocked on the door and said outside.

Luo Shitu leisurely sat on the balcony chair, with a fruit plate on his hand, a picture book on his leg, and heard the words of Qin Yu, calmly said: "Hey? Come in."

Lin Biao entered the door with a sullen face and looked at the sun-baked people. He protested relentlessly: "Teacher, can you not call it like this?"

"The teacher is seven years older than you," Luo Shitu said with a smile. "Is there no class today? Come over so early."

"Well, Teacher Xiao took time off in the afternoon." Lin Biao finished, licking the expression of Luo Shitu, coughed. "Sorry, teacher, my mouth is fast."

Luo Shutu: "..." What is your mouth fast?

"What about the homework you asked to paint last weekend? Take me to see."

Lin Biao’s hand in the hand was handed over.

"...the painting is good," Luo Shitu looked down and examined it carefully. He picked out a few tricks for him, and then seemed to sigh unintentionally. "Hey progressed very quickly."

"The teacher can rest assured that your left hand will definitely recover!" Lin Biao blurted out, and then he wished to give himself a slap, which pot is not open.

Luo Shitu looked up at him and smiled broadly: "You are right, it will be fine."

The breeze blows the youth's forehead, and the soft-faced face has a lonely look.

Lin Biao hesitated, or said: "You and Xiao teacher..."

"He is mine..." He stopped, but this time the youth continued, "Friends."

"The last time I was teasing you, hehe."

Lin Biao: "...hehe."

Is that really a joke? He remembered the image of the young painting before, and the fact that he should have believed was suddenly uncertain.

Luo Shitu returned the painting paper to him. When he just wanted to speak, he was interrupted by the door. Qin Hao asked outside: "Young master, there is a Mr. Xiao who wants to see you. I let him wait downstairs. I need to come in. ?"

He paused for a moment and said, "Please ask him to go upstairs." Turning his head and smiling at Lin Biao, "Hey, today you want to paint anything, I want to see your strength."

shock! Once again, I bumped into the teacher’s ground. With the online, very urgent!

Lin Biao nodded and walked into the room of Unicom in the room. He couldn't help but look back. The young man was still sitting on the lounge chair, quietly facing his head and couldn't see his expression.

It only makes people feel that he is sad, faint, not strong, but if he is squeezing, it is enough to suppress, Lin Biao thinks, how can he even be so gentle with sorrow?

{ Sao years, the completion of the main line task has been gray and high, solve Xiao Xiao, the world is yours! }

{When you measure your feelings, I will be more happy with this sentence =_=! }

So the gentle sorrow of Luo Shitu, fed himself an apple, sigh, sweet.

How many days?

Xiao Wei stood at the door and reached for the door and stopped.

He didn't understand why he wanted to see Jane Huai's thoughts. When he came out, he couldn't clean up. He said that he didn't even think about anything. He was full of eyes and it was the gentle appearance of the man. He found that in just a few days, he began to miss him.

After going to the address of the old house in Jianhuai, he couldn't wait for a second. He took a vacation to the school and took a red light all the way. Until he was stopped at the door, he thought scaredly. What if Jane Huai wanted to see him?

After getting permission, he felt uncomfortable when he was happy. His clothes were still yesterday, and his hair was messy. Jane Huai saw that he would not like it? Although his education is definitely not revealed...

The well-maintained middle-aged woman smiled and opened the door for him, whispering: "Mr. Xiao, please come in."

The room is large, but the layout is fine, and it doesn't feel deserted. Instead, it reveals the designer's intentions, mixed with a few simple tastes, like people, with just the right gentleness.

Xiao Wei looked at the figure on the balcony, and the restless heart suddenly settled down.

The young man looked at him and smiled lightly: "Auntie..." The tail is habitually a little longer, and it doesn't seem to be procrastinating. It is very useful for hooking out the softness of the closeness.

He stepped forward and saw the other face in the sun with some light-colored face. He subconsciously reached out and touched it: "How the face is red..."

Luo Shitu evaded and escaped his hand.

Xiao Yu was a stiff, his hand was taken back, and the heat in his heart slowly retreated: "Sorry."

"It doesn't matter," Luo Shutu shook his head and said, "How can Auntie come here?"

Can not be adapted to sudden movements, can be overreacting, but why is it okay? Jane Huai has never been embarrassed, and this level of directness has already been a clear-cut attitude - so he meant to distance him! Xiao Yan gave birth to anger, those intimate, those warm, how can this person have never happened before!

"Auntie?" Luo Shitu looked puzzled and looked at Xiao Xiao, who was slightly wrong.

Xiao Wei pressed down the feeling of rolling, he did not want to have a bigger gap with Jane Huai, this time just want to find all the reasons for his mood, apologize well, and then even if you can't figure out the feelings for Jane Huai, I don't want to let go anymore.

"Nothing," he said, smiling. "Huai, I just miss you a little."

Not a bit, I miss you very much.

The young man stunned, but did not reveal the shy but pleasant smile, but smiled as usual, "Well, thank you."

What is this answer!

Guest set! Alienation! Find no mistakes! But **** it makes people angry!

Xiao Yan's face turned white, and he squeezed a smile: "Huai, do you not like that home most? Go back with me, I will take care of you."

"...Auntie, have you heard anything?" Luo Shutu looked at him and said calmly, "Shaoyang tells you about my left hand?"

Without waiting for Xiao Xiao to speak, he continued: "Even other friends, I will not let him have a burden because of this matter, so there was no confession at the time. In fact, the hand does not matter, it can still be restored, so you don't have to worry about you." I don't have to compensate me."

"Huai, I..." I am not trying to compensate you, I am, I am...

"Hey, Teacher Xiao is coming very fast, hello." The familiar male voice came from the side, and Xiao Xiao looked at it.

The handsome boy took a coat in his hand, walked to the youth, draped him on the road, and touched his left hand, complaining: "Teacher, why don't you remember wearing a coat? I just remembered it. Sure enough, your hand is cool. Do you need to say something to keep warm?"

The young man smiled a little embarrassedly: "There is a sun, and there is a jealousy. Do you have time to work when you draw?"

Lin Biao took a moment: "...teacher!"

When the two sit and stand, the interactive picture is harmonious and glaring, and Xiao Xiao sees his eyes hurt.

The fact is that Lin Biao is in this room, Jian Huai is not shunned, yeah, their background is right, like-minded, what else can he not recognize? A minute ago, I was ridiculously trying to get Jane Huai to go back and live a play for the current lover!

"Mr. Xiao, do I have to give you a chair?" Lin squatted in the eye and said, "You are very tired to chat with the teacher."

Xiao Wei looked at Luo Shitu, and his lips were slightly curved: "You student, no, it is my student. Does he know what kind of person you are, Jane Huai?"

His tone taunted, Lin Biao said with amazement: "Mr. Xiao, you..."

The expression on the face of the youth is the same, and it is still a gentle smile. He said, "What do you think of me? I am like, I can't interfere."

"Jane Huai, can you not be so embarrassed? Really, you make me feel sick!" Xiao Xiao smiled and reached up and lifted his chin. "What seduce man do you use? This is the most innocent face, still You are gentle and gentle, come?"

The young man looked at him quietly, his eyes as bloodless.

"Oh, yes, Lin Biao, are you going to bed with him? Jane Huai seems to be abstinent, but the bed is very open!"

"Mr. Xiao, what the **** is you talking about!" Lin Biao Huo Di will rush forward and be dragged by Luo Shitu.

He broke the hand of Xiao Xiao and stood up: "Hey! You go out, you go out first..." There was a hint of imperfection in the tone.

Lin Biao bit his teeth, clenched his fists, and went out.

"Well, Xiao Wei, let's talk about it." He took a deep breath and said, "I thought we could be friends, I think I was too stupid... I didn't think you remember the day, In fact, I can not like you, I am trying not to like you, so Xiao Wei, you don't have to... don't feel sick, it's my fault."

"Your love is really cheap, or do you want Lin Biao to know that you are asking me to take you on your own? Jane Huai, you can't live without a man!"

Xiao Yan grabbed his hair and pulled the man closer. He looked at his calm expression with cracks, his eyebrows wrinkled painfully, and he let go of his hand, and he was dissatisfied with the changes he had made because of himself.

"This has nothing to do with Lin Biao." In the eyes of the youth, the broken sun is projected. He smiles. "But you probably won't believe it, because in your eyes, I am a plaque of the archway. Right? This metaphor is very vivid. It knows that the other person has contacts, and also convinces that the person who is drunk and wakes up will forget, and obediently goes to bed with people. After being cast aside, he can’t help but argue in his heart. It is indeed a gesture of innocent people - if I were you, I would be disgusting."

Xiao Xiao looked at his smile and felt his heart swell - it was a smile, but how was it so bitter?

"That's it, Xiao Wei, you said that I am guilty, but I am really not so embarrassed, my heart is also long and painful." The young man touched his heart and said, "No need to ask me to go back." Because no matter whether it is compensation or humiliation, I don't need it."

How could it become like this...

Jianhuai wants to draw a line with himself. Jane Huai does not want to like himself, Jane Huai, Jian Huai...

Xiao Yumu stood in the ground, and his throat couldn't be said in a dry word. He couldn't move anymore. Only a heart in his chest became hot and cold, and the blade was so painful.

"I want to go back to the UK, goodbye, Xiao Wei."

Then the young man passed him by. 2k novel reading network