"No...you are beautiful." Luo Yichen's voice was leisurely, as if it came from a distant time and space, and there was a deep admiration.
The moonlight is like snow, her skin that can be broken by blows and bombs is also crystal clear like snow, and her long black hair is spread like flowers on the pink bed sheet...
Really, she was so pure and beautiful like a painting that he couldn't bear to tarnish her beauty for a while.
Of course, it's just a moment of intolerance. In the next second, he had already leaned over and kissed her (old rules, imagine by yourself)...
Su Rourou's shy and angry exclamation came from beside her ear: "Luo Yichen, you bastard! You clearly said that you won't do anything just by looking at it!..."
When he woke up the next day, the delicate skin of the little white rabbit had already been planted with strawberries by an evil wolf with a big tail.
The little white rabbit turned his head angrily, not wanting to talk to the big bad wolf. Because, last night, the big bad wolf lied to her again, and did all kinds of evil to her... It's almost the last step.
Luo Yichen looked at her swollen look, laughed lightly, stepped forward and turned her body around, forcing her to face himself: "Idiot... are you still angry? We... it's a matter of time. More What's more, I didn't... I didn't really do anything to you... "
"Hmph!" Su Rourou thumped him hard on the chest a few times as a sign of revenge, "You still have the face to say it!"
Luo Yichen tightly grasped her attacking little hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm not all for your own good."
"For my own good?" Su Rourou's eyes widened, and she repeated his words angrily.
Luo Yichen shaved her nose, and glanced vaguely at her neck and waist: "Aren't some people dissatisfied with their size? I... But I'm giving her a free massage."
"Luo Yichen, you are shameless!" Su Rourou was ashamed and angry, and directly picked up a pillow and pressed it on his face.
... ...
They didn't know that something happened last night, which was far less exciting than them.
After Su Rourou and Luo Yichen left, everyone walked towards the school in twos and threes. It didn't take long before they gradually distanced themselves, and finally gradually separated.
He Xiaojie didn't know why she and Hou Xiaofeng were at the end.
Of course she didn't know that Hou Xiaofeng, who usually walks with wind, deliberately slowed down to follow her. Because, he always felt guilty about making her cry.
"Hey, He Xiaojie, let me treat you to eat!" Hou Xiaofeng said proactively in order to alleviate the guilt in his heart.
He Xiaojie was not polite to him either, and ate all the stalls in Student Street from the street to the end of the street.
Hou Xiaofeng touched his shriveled wallet, and curled his lips helplessly: Oh my god, He Xiaojie is a terrible woman, whoever marries her in the future...can't be overwhelmed by her!
He silently prayed for that poor man in his heart...
He Xiaojie has been used to being beaten since she was a child, and her recovery ability is comparable to Xiaoqiang. Not long after, he ate, drank, talked and laughed as heartlessly as before.
Until... her phone's text message rang.
Her hand holding the skewer suddenly froze in mid-air, and a drop of oil fell from the skewer and landed on her screen.
Then, the drop of fresh oil and water ran across the screen with the words "He Yanzhi".