Mo Bei looked up at him instead.
In the end, I thought that boys probably get along like this without any scruples, and ended the group photo shoot directly.
Qing Jun's face was still handsome.
However, when he was given a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Mo Bei's eyes looked down slightly, somewhat surprised.
The dual-campus first, every year, teachers will arrange for other students to come to the stage to send flowers.
This time is no exception.
, the girl who gave flowers is also very famous in this generation, Yang Ziyu, a high school flower, is known as the goddess of dimples.
Originally, she was still thinking that instead of sending flowers to God K, she should be able to suppress the situation.
I didn't expect that when I approached that person, I felt my heart tighten even more.
When did this Mo Nan from No. 2 Middle School become so eye-catching? Compared with before, his standing posture seems to be more upright, and he always has the feeling of an ancient prince, like green bamboo and jade.
It's probably because of the unique temperament of the young man, it's as clear as water soaked in ice, the closer you get, the more you feel that the other party's eyes are deep and beautiful.
"Mo Nan, these are flowers for you. I hope you can surprise everyone in the next monthly exam." Yang Ziyu stretched out her hand, with her characteristic sweet smile on her lips.
At this age, girls with fluttering long hair are always particularly attractive.
As soon as Yang Ziyu went up, the bad guys from No. 2 Middle School all wanted to whistle.
Helpless, the occasion is not suitable.
Even now they still have a feeling of not waking up.
His Brother Nan was actually given flowers by Yang Ziyu.
This was impossible before!
Yang Ziyu's family's family background is so good that there is usually a driver's car to pick up the car and drop it off. When he sees them from No. 2 Middle School, let alone take a look, he won't even stop.
Of course, the girls in No. 1 Middle School are afraid of them, that's a fact.
At that time, Brother Nan was what they were most afraid of.
It's different now, only Zhao Jianjian has accepted a lot of invitations for friendship, but the prerequisite is that they must bring Brother Nan with them!
Let's be honest, tell the truth.
The worship of those girls is nothing.
Let Yang Ziyu send flowers, I feel that this matter can be blown up in the girl circle for a year!
The idea of the straight man of steel is as simple and rude as that.
Mo Bei's face was still pale, and he stretched out his hand to take the bouquet of flowers, and said politely: "Thank you."
But it was so cold to the bone.
It made Yang Ziyu feel that this person is even more handsome, and he can even smell the smell of the other person, which is clear and sweet.
And how can he look so good in school uniform.
When you look closely, you can still see the arc of the teenager's jaw.
"You're welcome." When Yang Ziyu said this, he felt a little hot on his face, he was really handsome.
On the right, Feng Nai, who had already stepped down from the stage, saw that someone hadn't followed, and when he looked away, this was what he saw.
A girl was giving flowers to a little brother in Linkengkeng, her face was still slightly red.
I don't know what he said to her, the girl even smiled shyly.
Feng Nai was copying his trouser pocket with one hand, with a careless expression on his face, instead of looking directly at it, he used the movement of pulling his collar to slightly sideways his eyes, but the eyes did not look back.
At this time, Yang Ziyu also noticed that he had been standing here for a long time, and he did not block the boy's way, and the two walked off the stage together.
Only then did she realize that God K was still in the background, her eyes lit up, and she was about to go up to say hello.
see you...
(end of this chapter)