Romans & histoires Cute Uke

I said while looking at him " shhh, don't say that. She will live, after all she is your cousin " he tried making the mood lively and he succeeded coz a smile escaped my lips. " that's the Lucy I know. You look beautiful when you smile" I gave him a look" what you mean is that I'm always ugly but when I smile I look beautiful right? " He look at me in horror " no no, babe that's not what I meant. You are beautiful with or without smiling ,I was only trying to--"

said Deddy Timmy excitedly. “Wow… There might be many things buried by Crudus here, not only those two violins…” Hansen Huang also replied excitedly. The six men lifted up a kind of a quaint old heavy box from the small icy snowy cave. When the box was opened, it turned out to be true that there were several musical instruments in the box – musical instruments which dated back from 1500s or 1400s. “I think this is a ukulele, isn’t it?” said Deddy Timmy holding a ukulele enthusiastically. He tried to strum the ukulele. A sound came out from the ukulele. He laughed heartily.

A post hung on the front page of the forum gives an article about having beautiful and intelligent transferee students in the most renowned department of the university. There is also a picture of her on it. Based on the angle it was taken secretly, her eyebrows are slightly averted, with a few impatient lines on her forehead, despite the cold blue eyes she was undeniably beautiful and amazing. The article gathered countless retweets and nearly 10,000 comments on it. “At this rate, you are just gonna find yourself being the face of the university on ads. I already know that you’re good looking but seems like your charisma reaches a lot more than I have anticipated,” Suzie said with a teasing

In her mind, it proved that she was more beautiful than Corinne and was also more attractive to men! Zeke looked at the ukulele and clicked his tongue regretfully. "The scratches are quite bad. Such a shame that had to happen to a good ukulele." When a handsome man with a unique character stood beside Ivanka, she regained her confidence right away. After a moment's thought, she acted like a pitiful little girl and began to cry again. "Sir! You have to help me! My ukulele is an antique, but she broke it on purpose and refuses to compensate…"

“You play guitar?” He knelt to her level, gentle. “I do. Want to see?” She nodded shyly. Lucas edged closer, truck forgotten in the grass. Lucian picked up the guitar, strummed a soft chord. “This is called a G major. Like this.” He showed them his fingers, patient as they tried to mimic on the air. Aiden reached out a chubby hand toward the strings, cooing. I watched, throat tight. He was good with them—natural, no awkwardness. Like he’d been waiting for this too.

Cute. Wait. Cute?

"Sure. I'm the black Range Rover." All I can think of is her sexy little jean shorts, her smile, and her spunky attitude. This is gonna be fun.

Too bad they never imagined I had already gotten rid of it. My phone suddenly buzzed with a message. I glanced down and smiled bitterly. Mom and Dad thought it was a concerned message from Byron, and they exchanged guilty glances. Unfortunately, they were only half right. It was indeed from Byron, but the message read, "Something came up at work. I won't be home tonight." Right after that, Claire sent me a video. Byron was in the hospital, head bowed as he peeled an orange for her, his gaze tender. The caption read, "I'm the one Byron loves. An ugly duckling is forever an ugly duckling. You'll never become a swan."

He asked. "In a week. In 3 days I will have surgery, and then I will leave the day after." I said. "So, are you going to tell me what uke means?" He said curiously. I blushed. "N-No!" I half yelled. "Why not?" He said like a little kid. "I want to know what got you so flustered. It's unfair." He said as he pouted. "Just leave it!" I said flustered. He just sighed in defeat.

Especially when she had sobered up and said; " where is Uche? I want my Uche." " I'm here" Uche said , stretching his hands towards her. "No! Leave me alone , you're not Uche! I want Uche, I love Uche!" Uche withdrew his hands instantly as tears filled his eyes. "Heeyyy baaayybbeee" Uche had said. "Uche? That's Uche, Uche says that. Uche come here, I want to hold you"