Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Chinese Don’t Cheat Chinese

Shen Zhaozhao scooped up a cute, round dumpling with her spoon and brought it close to Sheng Chuyi’s lips, saying, “Ah—, try this, it’s really tasty.”

“I won’t eat it!”

“Just try it, it really is delicious. Chinese don’t lie to Chinese, you’ll know once you taste it.” Shen Zhaozhao held the spoon forward again, her eyes full of expectation as she looked at him.

Sheng Chuyi looked at her, then at the ice sweet dumplings in her hand, slightly furrowing his brows before lowering his head to taste it from her hand.

“How is it, isn’t it very tasty?” Shen Zhaozhao’s eyes sparkled as if stars had fallen into them.

“Hmm!” Sheng Chuyi’s gaze flickered slightly as he nodded vaguely. He couldn’t tell what the sweet dumplings tasted like, only that her eyes were bright and beautiful.

Receiving his feedback, Shen Zhaozhao instantly curved the corners of her eyes, her smile even brighter.

She eagerly scooped another spoonful into her mouth, instantly squinting her eyes in satisfaction, like a contented cat, making one want to pat her head.

Sheng Chuyi actually did just that, and by the time he realized it, his hand had already landed on her head.

Shen Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, blinked, and looked at him, puzzled.

Sheng Chuyi came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and said naturally to her, “Let’s go back!”

“Oh!” Shen Zhaozhao carefully held the bowl and sat back in the back seat. With the wind blowing, she ate the ice sweet dumplings one by one, and her mood soared.

The smile at the corner of her mouth never fell.

Sheng Chuyi looked back at her, the lines around his eyes unconsciously softening.

Thirteen or fourteen years old, in the midst of puberty, was a time when hormones surged.

Especially for young girls, it was an age full of fantasies.

As the new heartthrob of the school, Sheng Chuyi received love letters every day.

Although he never responded, it did not dampen the girls’ enthusiasm.

Apart from delivering love letters and confessions in person, some also took a more indirect approach.

That day, Shen Zhaozhao was stopped on her way back to the classroom after going to the restroom.

“You’re Shen Zhaozhao? Are you close to Sheng Chuyi?” The girl looked at her curiously while asking.

Shen Zhaozhao thought the girl was looking for trouble, but instead, the girl grabbed her hand, her face shy as she asked, “Then do you know what kind of girls he likes? Can you give this to him for me?”

After speaking, without waiting for Shen Zhaozhao to refuse, she stuffed a love letter into her hand.

“Thank you, and please enjoy these as well.” Along with the love letter, there was a bottle of drink and a pack of snacks.

The girl put down the items and vanished like a whiff of smoke.

“Hey? I…” Shen Zhaozhao held the items, without even a chance to speak, let alone refuse.

“Are you really going to deliver it for her?” Next to her, Sang Youyou looked at the love letter in her hand and then at her.

For some reason, she had a feeling that if this girl actually delivered it for the other, someone might get angry.

Shen Zhaozhao was also speechless: “What else can I do? Even if I wanted to return it, I’d have to know who she is first.”

But she didn’t even know the girl’s name.

With the school so large, she couldn’t possibly go around asking everyone, could she?

Since she couldn’t return it, she might as well do a good deed!

Besides, it was just a love letter. After all, someone received them every day, one more or one less wouldn’t matter.

He probably wouldn’t mind.