Chapter 203

When Luo Shang'an graduated from senior high school, Zhao Yin and Luoyang suddenly decided to travel abroad. Without saying a word, they threw him to the Song family and called him cultivating feelings.

Qing Jiu's heart is not very happy, because her ANN is a sophomore, but she is still a silly white sweet, especially in the face of the smelly boy of Luo Shang'an, she has become a fighter in silly white sweet.

Qing Jiu attributed all this to the late Song Dynasty, because song's genes were not good and his IQ was not high.

But that Luo Shangan, who has a bad IQ and a bad face, is a little bit colder, but now those little girls still love this one, saying that he is a god of abstinence.

Luo Shangan moved things to song's house on Saturday morning. In fact, he used to come here with his parents, but aunt song didn't like him very much. He didn't know why, but song always talked to him.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw song Qingjiu sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the phone, with his long legs on the tea table and a plate of melon seeds in his hand.

"Hello, auntie. I'm here. I'm going to trouble you so much during this time." He said politely, with a faint smile on his face.

Qing Jiu looks up at him, can't help but sigh, just a month don't see, Luo Shangan unexpectedly changed handsome.

"Well, your room is next to An'an. You can go and have a look. Tell me what you need, or go to your uncle." Qing Jiu took her eyes back and continued to watch TV.

Laurent nodded, carried the suitcase up to the second floor and entered the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a piece of quilt bulging up on the bed, like a person hiding.

Rochantan put aside his suitcase, walked slowly over and lifted the quilt.

"Surprise?" Song An'an sat up with a red face, his hair a little messy, his big eyes full of expectation.

"Well, isn't this my room?" Said rochante coldly, turning to open the trunk and put the clothes in the closet.

After all this, song An'an on the bed still sat there, looking at him with a kind of crazy eyes.

Fortunately, rochantan is used to it.

"Shang an, you look like a day for decades. Aren't you tired?" Song An'an asked in a low voice, got out of bed, came to him and looked up at her.

She recalled in her mind what her classmates had said to her yesterday, what kind of "seduce male god 101 style", the first move seemed to be to kiss him?

Isn't that good?

Luo Shang'an looks at Song An'an's face which turns red slowly, and instantly understands what the girl is thinking.

"I..."

"Fifty ninth time, I know what you're going to say." Luo Shang an interrupts her and steps back. There is a trace of tenderness in her eyes. For a short moment, song an an doesn't see it.

She bowed her head in silence for the failure of her 59th confession.

"Song An'an, I'm half a month away from becoming an adult." Luo Shang an lightly finish saying, push the stunned song an an an to the door, shut the door.

Half a month later, Luo Shangan's 18th birthday arrived as scheduled. Zhao Yin and Luoyang still didn't come back. They just sent huge red envelopes to celebrate because they were lying dead on the beach of Maldives and had no time to come back.

Luo Shang'an is used to his parents' attitude towards stocking. He also politely refuses song Mu Chu's kindness and accepts song An'an's invitation to celebrate his birthday at the seaside.

Song An'an and Luo shangan'an spent three hours at the seaside. After depositing their belongings with the B & B owner, they went to the seaside with a pile of barbecues.

"I prepared a lot of things you love to eat. Are you moved? By the way, I'll have a present for you later. " Song An'an said mysteriously, took out a small box from his bag, shook it in front of his eyes twice, and put it back in the bag.

In fact, he didn't know what he lacked.

"Luo Shangan, I saw some girls give you gifts yesterday afternoon. Did they tell you?" song an asked in a dull voice. He took out a pile of meat kebabs from the bag, put them on the plate and handed them to Luo Shangan.

"Well." Luo Shang an lightly answered a, skillfully brush the oil to the meat string with the brush, put on the charcoal fire to roast.

"Are they your classmates?" Song An'an asked again.

"Well."

Song An'an is a little annoyed. He stares at Luo Shang'an. Recalling what he said half a month ago, he is in a mess again.

Did he mean what she thought?

No wonder her mother has been calling her silly white sweet, it seems that she is really silly white sweet.

"Rochantan, that..."

"Bang!"

Dozens of meters away from them, a group of people are setting off fireworks.

Song An'an immediately put aside what he wanted to say and looked up at the fireworks in the sky; At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun and fireworks match together, beautiful.

She once hoped that the people she liked could tell her under the fireworks.

But now it seems that it's more difficult for him to tell the truth than to go to heaven.

Think of here, song An'an suddenly some lost, see fireworks mood also lost most.

"Song an an."

She didn't know when to walk behind her. Her deep voice was not as cold as usual, but a little gentle.

Song An'an turns around and looks into his deep eyes. Against the fireworks, his eyes seem to be shining.

"I'm an adult." He narrowed his eyes, raised his mouth slightly, and looked much softer.

Song an an nodded, blinked, and looked at him without knowing why.

"What a fool." She chuckled, revealing the dimples on her cheek, and raised her hand to flick it on her forehead.

The first time song an an saw Luo Shang an smile, he raised his hand and poked his dimple, which was quite soft.

"Enough of that?"

"Ah?" Song An'an quickly takes his hand back and laughs awkwardly, hoping to chop his hand off.

"Punish you." Luo Shang'an whispered that before Song An'an could react, he lowered his head and printed a kiss on her lips.

Just a simple touch, two people's lips together, no one has the next step.

Song An'an has lost his ability to think, and his brain has "crashed".

Rochante put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms and deepened the kiss.

It turns out that people with high intelligence, like them, are all self-taught in kissing.

Just as Rochan Ann was "conquering the city" with her sword, a burning smell penetrated her nose.

Song An'an immediately pushes Luo Shang'an away, runs to the grill, looks at the black charcoal kebab, and frowns painfully.

"Song an an!" Rochante was silent and slightly angry.

Is food important or is it more important?

"What were we doing?" He asked patiently. He was helpless. He was two years older than him. How could he feel useless?

Just now? Song an an pursed her mouth, and the temperature on her face suddenly rose.

"You... I... Rochan ANN, you promise me? You kiss me, you must be responsible, or I will tell my mother that you bullied me and let her break your leg! In a word, you are mine now... "Song An'an spoke incoherently, and his brain was short circuited.

What's this guy talking about?

Loshan Ann shook his head helplessly, went to her side, threw away the battered kebab and replaced it with a new one.

"Well."

"Now that our relationship has been established, can you say more? You are always like this. I am no different from other people! Other people's boyfriends are sweet talk... HMM! "

Rochante gently pecked her lips, and her voice was indistinct. "What a lot of words."

Song An'an put his hand around his thin waist, and he was already happy.

She had known for a long time that she would plant any kaolin flower in her hands!

It's not in vain that she likes it for so many years. It's not in vain that she pretends to be stupid for so many years.

"Rochantan, you're done!" Song An'an smiles and sticks his face to his heart, listening to his heartbeat.

Luo Shang an suddenly had a kind of feeling of getting on the thief's boat.

Wait, is it still time to go back?