The cold little brother (28)_1

Lu yansu sat down opposite Fu min and stared at her. For a moment, his youthful and beautiful face froze as he wiped the raindrops off his forehead.

Xiaxia, long time no see.

Hearing this, the pretty girl just smiled and asked politely, ""Brother, why are you here?"

She sounded surprised.

Lu yansu looked back quietly and opened his thin lips. of course, I'm here because I miss xiaxia.

"It's late now, do you want to come home with me?" Fu Shang asked.

Feeling the estrangement from Fu Shang, the young man's fingers tightened around his shirt as he pursed his lips.

"Alright," he said softly.

After leaving the cafe, Lu yansu and Fu Shang were sharing an umbrella.

The space inside the umbrella was very small.

The air was a little chilly, and the light rain seemed to cover the blue sky with a thin mist.

After walking for a while, Lu yansu pulled the girl in front of him into his arms and tugged at the corner of her shirt.

"Don't catch a cold,"