Chapter 483 The wife next door is growing up 8
He had just left elementary school and entered the first grade of junior high school. The boy's face still looked childish, but his profile had become a little angular. His skin is incredibly fair. Many boys at this age have started to get acne on their faces, but his face is still fair and smooth.
She has delicate facial features, thin lips and bright red lips, and her beautiful fox eyes are particularly beautiful.
He doesn't like to laugh, so he obviously has a playboy appearance, but he has an ascetic and cold temperament. It made him look even more attractive.
After receiving the first-grade textbook, Qing Wu sat in the first group's seat, holding his chin and looking at Lu Bai, who was in the third group.
Her deskmate was a girl with short hair. Seeing her staring straight at her, he couldn't help but move closer and tease her: "What? Are you attracted to her?"
She smiled and said speciously: "Guess."
The other party shrugged and didn't guess. Because we are new classmates, we are not familiar with each other yet. It was hard for her to say anything about such a youthful and sensitive topic.
Lu Bai sat on his seat, holding the textbook in his long white fingers. After folding the books from large to small and putting them in the drawer, he moved the stool and stood up.
The girl who had been observing him quietly followed him with her eyes, and then saw him stop in front of a girl in the class.
The twelve-year-old boy is already 1.65 meters tall.
He stood at the girl's table, looked down at her, and asked warmly: "Let me write your name for you."
Qingwu smiled and nodded, stood up and offered his seat to him, "Then I'll trouble Xiaobai."
Lu Bai sat down, picked up her pen and wrote her name one by one in her textbook, while Qing Wu lay at the table and watched him write.
The actions of the two clearly showed their familiarity and tacit understanding.
The classmates who noticed them and Qing Wu's deskmate looked at the two in a daze.
Xiao Zhuma writes the name of his little childhood sweetheart, which has been a habit for many years.
Qingwu practices calligraphy every day, and her handwriting is very beautiful. But she never writes her name in the textbook.
Lu Bai discovered this when she was in the first grade. When she asked her about it, her answer was very willful: "I don't want to write."
So he had to worry about taking her textbook and helping her write. After she finished writing, Lu Bai helped her organize the books and put them in the drawer, which was very considerate.
He stood up without any emotion and said softly: "It's written."
The flat tone had a hint of asking for credit.
Qingwu's eyebrows were curved and he praised sincerely: "Xiaobai's handwriting is so beautiful."
The corner of Lu Bai's mouth curled up slightly, he raised his hand to cover her head, and rubbed it gently, "It's not as good-looking as A Wu's."
The girl smiled sweetly, "A prize is a prize."
Classmates: Damn it!
What's going on with these two people? Such a big melon just after school started?
Ignoring the looks of people around him, Lu Bai returned to his seat calmly.
The two of them have always gotten along in this way, so naturally they don't feel ambiguous or weird.
The short-haired girl looked at Qing Wu with complicated eyes, her lips moved, and finally she suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask anything.
On the first day of school, the teachers of each subject did not give lectures, but they gave pre-study homework, which was to be checked the next day, so the students had to take the textbooks of each subject home.
A bit heavy.
After Qing Wu packed up, she naturally handed her schoolbag to Lu Bai, who came to find her.
The little bamboo horse took it habitually.
"Xiaobai, I have read all these books. I don't want to preview them. You can write them for me."
"Okay." Lu Bai nodded indulgently.
After the two left, the students in the class looked at each other.
(End of chapter)