Chapter 292 (2/2)

”Have I coaxed you?”

The little boy said low, hoarse tone hidden countless small fine hooks.

After the basketball game, my little husband had a burn that night. It was not serious. He took some medicine. Then it came. It was a sound changing period that every boy would experience.

Several boys in the class are also like this. Their voices suddenly become sharp and deep, which is worthy of the name of male duck voice. Girls often tease boys about this, which makes people embarrassed and ashamed. The original lively boys are afraid to speak. If the teacher calls on them to answer questions, especially reading the text, they can always make some jokes.

Compared with the embarrassment of the boys, the little husband is advantaged by nature. The tone of his voice changes is heavy and thick, which has faded the crisp and tender of the young children. It seems that he is softly saying good night love words in his ears, and his bones can be softened.

Chen liangbo's support group rose to a terrible level during this period.

Before, most people looked at him as a child, and few of them delivered love letters. Now Lin Lang is careless and has a few more love letters, which are sent by some primary school girls.

”Here you are.”

She raised the letter in her hand and put it on Chen liangbo's table. The other side is working on a mathematical problem, and a page of dense formulas is written. He said, ”well,” and his expression was indifferent. Seeing her come back empty handed, he asked, ”didn't you go to buy bread?”

There are 20 minutes between classes in the morning. Many people like to eat snacks to cushion their stomachs, so the snack shops are full of people after class.

Lin Lang shrugged his shoulders, ”there are too many people, I can't squeeze in.” She put out her toe. ”You see, my shoes are all trampled on.”

He put on his pen cap, took a paper towel from the front, dipped it in water, and bent down to wipe away the stains on his boots.

”You sit down and I'll buy it.” Chen liangbo stood up, tall and straight, showing a sense of male oppression. Lin Lang suddenly found that the boy ran fast, only half a semester, he no longer need to raise his neck, looking up at her.

The voice changed, the voice grew higher, and the Adam's apple became prominent. All of them conveyed a certain voice to her: he was no longer a child that she could coax by touching her head.

Between the maturity of men and the period of juvenile astringency, his eyebrows and eyes gradually revealed, subtle, showing the signs of danger.

This silk clue conceals very carefully, usually gets along with also not to be able to discover.

Lin Lang still treats people as his younger brother, and he doesn't avoid Chen liangbo in his intercourse with boys. Occasionally, he counts the advantages of a certain boy in his class before him. After finishing his own opinion, he can't help gossiping and wondering whether he is attracted to other little sisters.

Senior two is over, summer vacation begins.

The summer in Beijing is as hot as a stove. The asphalt road is baked and gives off a strange smell. Lin Lang doesn't like to go out and sweat a lot. So she stays at home to read the meeting and eat watermelon.

Watermelon was sent by Chen liangbo's unreliable uncle. It was big and sweet. It was picked in Chen's orchard and kept in the refrigerator all night. Under the command of Lin Lang, Chen liangbo took it out and cut it into neat small pieces. It was delicious with yogurt.

Lin Lang was lying on the newly bought sofa at home with her feet stretched out to Chen liangbo's thighs. She put a watermelon in her mouth, which relieved the heat. She was satisfied and smashed her mouth. Then she said slowly, ”little brother, don't hide from your sister. You must have someone you like.”

the boy's thin fingers clutched a nail polish bottle, carefully painted his toenails, and the delicious red slowly fainted.

Chen liangbo's eyelashes are long and thin, covering the pupil of light brown. His eyelids are not lifted, so he asks, ”how do you know?”

”Isn't that obvious?” Lin Lang laughs very strange, ”elder sister all understands.”

Can she know?

Small poison these days, get up early every day to wash clothes, underwear change more frequently.

Lin Lang thought and very melancholy, the little guy finally grew up, know how to think of spring, to arch other people's garden water Lingling cabbage.

It's not easy. She's finally going to get out of her misery.

Let this little poison go to poison Oh no, I love other girls.

”What do you know?” He asked coldly.

The wrist of his right hand was pressed on his ankle, which was slightly heavy.

Lin Lang felt that this excited a little anger, the idea of a circle, this little poison rebellious period is coming?

For children who are rebellious in psychology, we should still smooth the hair.

So she laughed and stopped asking questions. She poked a watermelon with her silver fork. Just after she bit it into her mouth, the sofa on her side suddenly sank. The faint smell of Gleditsia sinensis passed through the tip of her nose, and her clear and transparent eyes were close at hand.He glanced at the man with an indistinguishable look.

Just when she thought about what this person was going to do, the other party opened his mouth and held the small watermelon in his mouth. He pulled it violently and grabbed it directly.

Lin Lang rolled her eyes, ”childish.”

Chen liangbo slowly moved the watermelon back to his mouth, and the dark red juice overflowed and moistened the corners of his lips. He sipped it gently, and the color fainted deeper. After eating

, the water was dried up imperceptibly.

Chen liangbo put down her legs and went to the house to hold an air conditioner quilt and put it on her. His braid was loose and fell on his cheek. His fingers ran over and touched the delicate Zhiyu. Those powder and small fluff were very lovable.

”You don't know anything.”

That's why I fell asleep in front of him so unprepared and innocent.