Chapter 127

Shen Qinghuan choked. She was not good at lying. After Lu Ziheng exposed her in this way, she was at a loss.

"If you try harder, the milk tea will overflow." Lu Ziheng moved a little. He deliberately leaned close and lowered his voice: "xiaoqinghuan, if you don't want more people to know, I can go with you now."

Shen Qinghuan quietly reddened his ears. His voice was very light. He hit Lu Ziheng's heart, but he was very comfortable: "can you not do this..."

"You tell me what to do?" Lu Ziheng suddenly stood up. When he approached the girl, he could smell the faint fragrance on her. He was much taller than boys of the same age.

"Well, you can't let others hear such a call."

All Lu Ziheng's actions stopped abruptly.

He leaned down and his eyes just fell on the girl's red and delicate face. Because of his shyness, Shen Qinghuan's thick and dense eyelashes flashed like a brushed small fan.

Lu Ziheng subconsciously moved his throat.

He couldn't help looking at the girl's lips again.

The beautiful lines reminded him of the scene in the toilet in the morning

For a long time, Lu Ziheng found his voice from his absence: "is xiaoqinghuan my own?"

After asking, Lu Ziheng was stunned.

He never thought he would ask so frankly.

Originally thought that some words would be quietly buried in my heart, waiting for an opportunity to bloom, but action is far faster than thinking.

I've asked. What else can I do.

The water thrown out can't be taken back after all.

Shen Qinghuan nodded shyly when he heard Lu Ziheng's words: "you're the only one."

Over the past fourteen years, countless people have made her happy; Those who are closer to each other just omit their surname and call her Qinghuan; Those who are less popular are just quiet.

Qinghuan.

Huanhuan.

Qingqing.

Whether in his previous life or this life, from beginning to end, only Lu Ziheng was stubborn enough to call him "xiaoqinghuan".

"You give me a nickname. On the contrary, I also want to give you one." Lu Ziheng was in a good mood. He suddenly grabbed Shen Qinghuan's white and cold hand. Although it was not the first time, he would still be nervous to the palm tide. Wet: "I'm one year older than you. In the old days, you had to call me brother."

She is a gentle Aries in March, and he is a strong lion in autumn.

"It's just a few months away."

"It's a second away." Lu Ziheng sat back in his chair again. His eyes were a little eager.

"Brother." Shen Qinghuan shouted softly for the first time.

Lu Ziheng was really crisped, but he was very dissatisfied.

Kimchi Guoman street belongs to my brother. It's too general. He wants to have an exclusive nickname corresponding to it.

"Brother Lu." Shen Qinghuan, who was denied by Lu Ziheng, added a surname in front of him.

Lu Ziheng is still dissatisfied. There are so many Lu surnames in China. They are the same, but they are still not novel.

"Brother Ziheng."

third time.

Lu Ziheng seemed to be shocked. His eyes stared at Shen Qinghuan. The girl had no talent in her name, let alone think of an exclusive nickname.

"That won't work." Shen Qinghuan bit the lip flap in some distress.

She probably didn't know that her every move was stirring his heart.

At the moment Shen Qinghuan called him "brother Ziheng", Lu Ziheng could hardly breathe.