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Relying on her natural good skin, Lin Wei pretended to be particularly harmless and innocent. In fact, she was quite brazen.
I think when her mother was still there, she opened her mouth to open her mouth. Da Xia squatted on the side of the road and saw a good-looking person, no matter whether it was a man or a woman, as long as she passed by her, she would whistle and whistle with a smile on her face.
At that time, she remembered that when she went to Chen Si once, she bumped into Chen Si admiring all kinds of pictures that were not suitable for children.
Chen Si saw her hiding in a hurry. Compared with his panic, she held her chin very calmly at a young age, staring at a photo he didn't have time to hide and said, "The woman's chest is a little too large. Big, man, it's a little too small."
Chen Si, who commented in one sentence, rolled directly from his chair to the ground.
At that time, Chen Si held a bottle of cold beer and threw half of the bottle fiercely, only to reluctantly slowed down, and started to scold her: "Lin Wei, I think you are itchy, so let's talk about you, How old are you, good ones don’t learn bad ones.”
She curled her lips, not caring at all: "This is called bad schooling, and I'm still bad at school. I know not only men and women, but also men and women."
Chen Si choked and opened another bottle of cold beer.
Since then, she has successfully opened a new nickname for Chen Si: the filthy demon king.
Although she has fallen from the filthy demon king to a freshman, this is just an illusion after all, and she is still wild in her bones.
It stands to reason that Jiang Su's "Wei Bao" sound is pediatric to her.
But she didn't know why tonight, she had been home for a while, and her heart was still beating a little faster.
Lin Wei suddenly turned over on her little bed while holding the quilt, almost flipping out of bed.
She steadied herself, then reached out and touched her face.
A little hot to the touch.
Lin Wei opened her mouth: "... rely on?"
Is she ashamed
In Chen Si's words, she was so thick-skinned that she was impeccable.
Her impeccable skin... Lost to Wei Bao
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After sending Lin Wei away, Jiang Su picked up the phone again.
I sent him multiple messages, and Xu Shu, who didn't get a response, just called in.
Jiang Su swiped the screen to answer: "Speak."
"What to say, it's up to you to say it. I called you and ignored me all night. What are you doing?"
"Busy with work."
"What? Busy with homework? Is it for composition work, performance work, homework related to school teachers?"
Xu Shu's voice suddenly increased by N times, causing Jiang Su to frown and take the phone away from his ear.
"No, Susu, what's the matter with you? What are you excited about? When you were a scholar before, I didn't see you doing your homework, so why are you doing your homework now?"
Jiang Su's movement of pushing open the bedroom door stopped, he was silent for a few seconds in Xu Shu's noisy voice, and suddenly said, "Don't call me Susu in the future."
"Why?!" Xu Shu didn't hold the phone and dropped it to the ground. When he picked it up again, he was already in a state of madness: "Damn, you have something wrong, I called you for so many years. Su, you don't let me shout now? I don't care, you have to give me a reason... "
"No, no, no, so much nonsense."
Without waiting for Xu Shu to talk again, Jiang Su directly hung up the phone.
Throwing the phone on the bed, Jiang Su pulled off the hem of his shirt with one hand and threw off his shirt, and went into the bathroom.
Standing under the shower, Jiang Su thought of how her eyes widened and looked at him when he shouted Wei Bao.
A little silly, a little cute.
That's so cute.
He really didn't ignore her on purpose, he really didn't hear her voice at that time.
He lost his mind.
He looked out the window, thinking about her little white collarbone.
Just like now, once that picture appeared in my mind, it would catch fire with the grass, and it would instantly set fire to a prairie, and it would not be extinguished even if it was extinguished.
Hold.
Jiang Su shook his head twice, cleared out the uncontrollable images, took a quick shower, and left the bathroom. He half-dried his hair indiscriminately and lay down on the bed.
He played games with Xu Shu until three o'clock in the morning last night, went to school to catch up on sleep, and ended up copying homework.
He is willing to copy homework, which is already very face. In the end, I bought a fucking pen and copied the math homework four times. Just about to cut my hands off.
Two days ago, he still felt sick.
Today, he feels that he is not sick, but crazy.
The lack of sleep caused a little pain in his temples, and he closed his eyes but couldn't sleep.
Jiang Su turned over, thinking that he was really crazy.
He actually fell asleep.
After finally falling asleep, Jiang Su began to dream not long after he slept.
The clavicle in the dream is really scary.
The scale of the picture in the dream is far too much than when he was distracted.
He dreamed that his lips slowly fell towards her collarbone, getting closer and closer, so close that he could vaguely smell the smell on her body, a little sweet...
Sweet his blood tank is empty.
Jiang Su suddenly opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the familiar ceiling. After a while, he realized what dream he had.
He didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment. The softest part of his heart seemed to be hit by a small electric current, crisp and numb, mixed with an undetectable trembling.
He covered his heart, feeling his heartbeat, and lay flat for a while, thinking, it's over.
It's over, damn it, Jiang Su, you're over.
You are not crazy, you are finished.
[Chen Rong Fan's top post on Chen Chao's words in the loneliness, as well as Chen Enci and Qin Wei's fan stories.]
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