Chapter 1500
Senior two is not as urgent as senior three.
The boy sat in his seat with a button on his school uniform. Exposed a little clavicle, his skin is cold white, with light red thin lips, there is a kind of unspeakable desire.
At least some girls in the class can't resist such charm.
"Song yubai, have you done your homework today? Can I borrow it? "
Song yubai looked at her and said, "I borrowed it."
He leaned back in his position and seemed to be thinking.
Some girls look at it, and they are fascinated.
They don't know why song yubai looks so good-looking, some people look good-looking, just ordinary good-looking. But the good-looking young people, every take out, may be other people's facial features proud of that.
A female voice came: "can you call someone for me?"
With a touch of tenderness.
Song yubai's fingers slightly stopped and looked up at the past.
The girl standing outside the class is small and looks lovely. Contact with the juvenile's eyes, a little blush away.
Song yubai stood up and walked over.
No one will not know him, including senior and junior, most of them have heard his name.
The boy stopped a few steps away and asked, "who are you looking for?"
The girl seemed to have no idea that the other party would chat up with her, and her cheeks turned even redder. She whispered, "I'm looking for Lin Kemeng."
Song yubai felt that he was mistaken.
It's just like it.
The first time I heard it, it was kind of like. But the second time, it was completely different.
No.
The boy denied his conjecture, nodded at the man, and then returned to his seat.
The girl at the door saw him holding a book. When she left, she didn't want to look at herself again.
The heart is very lost.
And the girls in the class are wondering why song yubai would talk to that girl?
Is there anything special about the other party?
When song yubai came home, song Shumin pushed the door and came out. When she came to the living room, she took a look at the teenager who changed shoes and said, "brother, I heard that you chatted up with a girl today. Are you coming to spring?"
"No The boy picked up his one shoulder schoolbag and looked at Song Shumin, who was one year older than him. He said, "there are more girls talking to me. You are so boring."
Song Shumin said: "different ah, I heard that today's girl is very cute, you have moved the heart."
Song yubai is tall and fast-growing. He may not be able to wear the clothes he bought last month.
"Study hard. Don't think about everything all day long."
Song Shumin thought for a while and said, "I have a classmate coming home to review tomorrow. I'll say hello to you in advance."
Song yubai is not very concerned and nods.
"She's like you. She's Xueba." Song Shumin said: "can be fierce, you smart person's head is how long."
Before she had finished her words, she saw that the boy was gone.
Song Shumin curled her mouth. It was clear that she was her sister. Why did she have to be oppressed by this smelly boy.
Back in the room.
She made a phone call: "porcelain, about three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, OK?"
Girl soft waxy voice came over: "I can."
Song Shumin: "see you tomorrow."
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Song yubai stopped subconsciously as he passed the corner.
Look at the past.
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The boy sat in his seat with a button on his school uniform. Exposed a little clavicle, his skin is cold white, with light red thin lips, there is a kind of unspeakable desire.
At least some girls in the class can't resist such charm.
"Song yubai, have you done your homework today? Can I borrow it? "
Song yubai looked at her and said, "I borrowed it."
He leaned back in his position and seemed to be thinking.
Some girls look at it, and they are fascinated.
They don't know why song yubai looks so good-looking, some people look good-looking, just ordinary good-looking. But the good-looking young people, every take out, may be other people's facial features proud of that.
A female voice came: "can you call someone for me?"
With a touch of tenderness.
Song yubai's fingers slightly stopped and looked up at the past.
The girl standing outside the class is small and looks lovely. Contact with the juvenile's eyes, a little blush away.
Song yubai stood up and walked over.
No one will not know him, including senior and junior, most of them have heard his name.
The boy stopped a few steps away and asked, "who are you looking for?"
The girl seemed to have no idea that the other party would chat up with her, and her cheeks turned even redder. She whispered, "I'm looking for Lin Kemeng."
Song yubai felt that he was mistaken.
It's just like it.
The first time I heard it, it was kind of like. But the second time, it was completely different.
No.
The boy denied his conjecture, nodded at the man, and then returned to his seat.
The girl at the door saw him holding a book. When she left, she didn't want to look at herself again.
The heart is very lost.
And the girls in the class are wondering why song yubai would talk to that girl?
Is there anything special about the other party?
When song yubai came home, song Shumin pushed the door and came out. When she came to the living room, she took a look at the teenager who changed shoes and said, "brother, I heard that you chatted up with a girl today. Are you coming to spring?"
"No The boy picked up his one shoulder schoolbag and looked at Song Shumin, who was one year older than him. He said, "there are more girls talking to me. You are so boring."
Song Shumin said: "different ah, I heard that today's girl is very cute, you have moved the heart."
Song yubai is tall and fast-growing. He may not be able to wear the clothes he bought last month.
"Study hard. Don't think about everything all day long."
Song Shumin thought for a while and said, "I have a classmate coming home to review tomorrow. I'll say hello to you in advance."
Song yubai is not very concerned and nods.
"She's like you. She's Xueba." Song Shumin said: "can be fierce, you smart person's head is how long."
Before she had finished her words, she saw that the boy was gone.
Song Shumin curled her mouth. It was clear that she was her sister. Why did she have to be oppressed by this smelly boy.
Back in the room.
She made a phone call: "porcelain, about three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, OK?"
Girl soft waxy voice came over: "I can."
Song Shumin: "see you tomorrow."
-
Song yubai stopped subconsciously as he passed the corner.
Look at the past.
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