Then the temperature starts to drop.
"Okay! Find an opportunity to confess your love directly. If she also has a crush on you, don't miss it."
The short-haired boy's face gradually turned red. He scratched his ears shyly, "Is it really a two-way crush? I..."
Try it.
Before he could say the last three words, the young man in front sat up without any warning, and his cold aura dissipated.
The corners of Lu Yulin's peach-blossom eyes naturally rose, but they were not in a good mood. The slightly curved arc looked like all the evil people were mocking the world, which was weird and evil.
"You guys are noisy."
With a sudden sentence, what the short-haired boy wanted to say next was completely sealed in his mouth.
The two people quickly sat upright, took out their textbooks, opened them, and read.
It wasn't until the other person's eyes moved away from him, and the feeling of oppression from Wuzhishan disappeared, that the two of them slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
very scary.
Lu Yulin stood up with a tut, casually rolled up his sleeves and walked out from behind Cheng Tianquan's chair to leave the classroom.
The School of Statistics is not far or near from the School of Fine Arts.
Because most majors are in class, there aren't many students along the way.
Lu Yulin bit his lower lip, his long eyelashes half closed.
On the exposed fair arm, you can see faintly raised veins, with a sexy texture.
The black sports watch looks even more evil.
He walked into Suna's classroom. A keen person noticed that the visitor was in a bad mood, so a classmate kindly reminded:
"She's sleeping."
Lu Yulin nodded expressionlessly, and slowly put away his anger as he approached the little girl.
Suna caught up on a few more pictures last night. At this time, his perception of the outside world was not strong, and he fell asleep with fatigue.
Nestled in that small group, very well-behaved.
The little face was soft, and slowly warmed up with the even breathing of the small mouth.
The strands of hair on her fair forehead were stuck to her skin with a thin layer of sweat.
Lu Yulin stared at her quietly, the violence and mania on the road just now seemed to be afraid of scaring the sleeping little angel, so he automatically put it back.
Even my heart calmed down.
After several minutes, the boy slowly started to move, his eyes resting on the Crayon Shin-chan hairpin that the little girl often wore.
He leaned down, his slender body just blocking the eyes of his classmates. Warm and thin lips placed a gentle kiss on the girl's soft and smooth face.
Her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she carefully took off the other person's hairpin with her long fingers.
Without the hairpin, the soft bangs lay lazily between his fingers, and the black hair made his fingers even whiter.
Lu Yulin straightened up and slowly clipped Crayon Shin-chan's hairpin to the collar of his white clothes, close to his collarbone.
Then he turned around and left in silence.
It doesn't matter whether the two-way secret love is sweet or not, he only knows that the sweetest is the strong one.
Lan Junying sat on a wooden chair, scribbling on the drawing board with a paintbrush in her hand, "You mean her family just runs a dry cleaning shop?"
It seemed like a casual question.
"Yes, someone saw it. Every day after school, she would take the path back to D Park."
"Very good, then..."
Lan Junying raised her head and couldn't help but reveal a proud and contemptuous smile, "Find a few people to block her over there, take off her clothes, take a photo and post it anonymously on the campus website!"
The brush on the hand, which was covered with black paint, was inserted into the newly opened white paint and stirred without cleaning it.
A person who is poor and deaf should not be so dazzling.
Too much in the way.
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Lu Yulin jumped down from the wall, his long legs slightly bent, and landed perfectly and quietly.
The coat was not worn properly and hung loosely on the shoulders. The neckline of the white T-shirt with Crayon Shin-chan's hairpin stuck inside is slanted, and the exposed collarbone line is very beautiful, with little beads of Jingying's sweat on it.
