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Chapter 251 New Boyfriend

Afro blushed and gave him a reproachful look.

Theodore smiled and slowly moved closer to her face as she looked directly at him. His lips felt cool and a surge of electricity ran up her tailbone and up her spine.

At first, they just touched their lips, and I don't know who licked it first with the tip of his tongue, but then they kissed more and more fiercely, their lips and teeth intertwined.

After a long time, Theodore finally let go of the girl in his arms. Afro's face was tinged with a light pink, and her lips were shiny.

"Do you still want to dance?" Theodore stroked the hair by her ear and kissed the corner of her eye with his slightly cool lips.

Afro shook her head gently. Her mind was blank from the first intimate contact.

I can’t describe what the feeling is, but I feel very sweet in my heart.

"Shall we go back to the auditorium?"

Afro leaned her forehead against Theodore's shoulder clingingly, her little hands occasionally hooking his fingers.

"Okay, I'll talk to them."

"What?" Theodore answered knowingly. At this moment, he changed from the melancholy at the beginning of the school year to a little naughty.

"of course……"

Theodore noticed the girl's pause and helped her turn around to look in the direction of the hallway.

"Yeah, what is little Afu going to say?" Harry stood on a higher step and looked at Theodore with a gloomy face. His blue-green eyes gradually darkened at this moment.

Afro greeted Harry awkwardly, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Why don't you say anything? Didn't you want to tell us?"

Afro looked at Harry who was walking towards her step by step, and took two steps back unconsciously. Harry's aura was too strong now, and she was actually a little afraid of such a savior.

"No, it's not a big deal." Afro smiled awkwardly. Her intuition told her that she couldn't talk about this matter now and it would be best to hide it.

But Harry had no intention of letting her go.

"Xiao Afu, do you want to say that you found a new boyfriend?"

"Ha, Harry—"

Harry suddenly laughed, and all his depressed feelings disappeared, as if the dark version of the savior had never appeared.

"So what, I'm your boyfriend too, right?"

Afro nodded vigorously and quickly, "Yes, you are my most beloved boyfriend."

"Afro..." Theodore called her name aggrievedly, shaking the hand that was pulling her sleeve left and right.

"You too!" Afro said to him again, wiping the non-existent sweat from her forehead as she tried to hold a bowl of water level.

"In that case, how can little Afro say such things?" Harry rolled his eyes at Theodore and pulled Afro over to separate them. "Whoever wants to join, go and say it themselves!"

Theodore shrugged helplessly, he knew Harry was chasing them away. Thinking that his goal had been achieved and he would live with them in the future, there was no need to rush into it.

"Are you angry?"

After Theodore left, Harry took her hand without saying a word and looked down at her fingers.

"No."

"You did, you're jealous!"

"No," Harry retorted in a low voice.

Afro looked unconvinced. She didn't want this to affect them. She looked at him with a smile on her beautiful face.

"Oh, so you're not jealous at all, then you don't like me."

Harry was shocked when he heard this. How could he not like her? He couldn't take his eyes off her since the first time they met.

"No, Afro, I didn't..."

"No, I want to say that I like you very much, very much, very much."

He explained anxiously and incoherently, fearing that Afro would misunderstand and would not want him anymore.

But when he looked up, he saw the girl with a big smile on her face.

"Aphrodite..."

Listen, how unfair!

But she was still very happy, happy to hear Harry reveal his feelings to her, happy with his love.

"I like Harry very much, too."

A small red flower slowly blossomed above their heads. Harry didn't know what he should do now, he only knew that he wanted to kiss the girl in front of him.

Thinking so, I did it.

Unlike Theodore's kiss, which was like a raging ocean wave.

Harry's kiss has a unique sense of youthfulness, like the feeling of first love.

Afro gradually immersed herself in it, climbed up Harry's neck with both hands, and tried hard to fall into his arms.

Harry kissed her cheek, the corner of her mouth, and finally her lips.

Touch and leave yet linger.