Li Bochuan also wanted to borrow a few more books to go back, so that he could read them when he was fine, and kill time while making tea.

He slowly looked along the rows of bookshelves, trying to choose what he liked and what he wanted to see. Li Bochuan doesn't have any must-read books, nor does he have any favorite books, everything depends on Li Bochuan's mood. If Li Bochuan thinks that the title of this book is very attractive to him, then he will choose this book, if he thinks that the cover of this book is also attractive to him, then he will also choose this book, and another point is that if he sees a certain book written by a writer that he likes and admires very much, and he just hasn't read this book, then he will go back to read the book carefully.

Li Bochuan admires those who read books very quickly, they can skim from the written book at a glance and ten lines, and then turn the pages, and you can read a very thick book in more than two hours, the key is that when you ask them about the content of the book, they can also tell you the truth, and then say something of their own.

Li Bochuan can't, he reads books very slowly, he has to go through every word, walk through his eyes, and slowly eat the book like a cocoon, before he can really put down the book, otherwise Li Bochuan will find that he doesn't know what he sees or reads when he puts down the book.

And Li Bochuan prefers paper books, not e-books, and e-books don't look that way. He likes the simple smell of paper books, the heavy texture that feels like traveling through time when he touches it with his hands, and the rustling sound when turning the pages, this feeling is imprinted in his heart and in time, which will never be erased and timeless.

Li Bochuan swept his fingers over the rows and rows, one book after another, at this time Li Bochuan became able to see ten lines at a glance, many books passed by his eyes, and he did not stop, continued to look for the books he was interested in, this process is a bit like the process of Taobao, of course, it is not that other books are bad, but he wants to find his favorite among these good books.

Li Bochuan bent over, his feet crossed back and forth, his hands on the bookshelf, and he was engrossed in looking for books, ignoring the surrounding environment, and he didn't know that there was someone next to him.

Then

Wait, Li Bochuan moved his nose, his nose moved hard, he smelled a faint fragrance, like wafting from a distant place, like a silk falling from the sky on the earth, and like the body fragrance on the body of a beautiful woman close at hand, the silk is entwined, if there is nothing.

Li Bochuan couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the fragrance that made people think about it, only feeling a little like the noble and elegant orchid, a little like the elegant and indifferent of a lotus, and a little approachable fragrance, a very complex fragrance.

Li Bochuan had never smelled such a good fragrance, he opened his eyes, he was eager to find the source of this fragrance.

In fact, because of Li Bochuan's preoccupation just now, he didn't know that the students on the self-study table next to the bookshelf, whether male or female, were not reading, but were looking at the bookshelf on his side.

And many male classmates have become demented, their eyes are motionless, there is no expression on their faces, and they are looking blankly at the shadow next to the bookshelf on Li Bochuan's side.

The female classmates were surprised that Teacher Cao Shubai, who usually did not appear in the library at all, actually appeared in the library today, taking pictures with a mobile phone in her hand, hoping that she would become a woman like Cao Shubai in the future.

At this time, Li Bochuan opened his eyes and saw that directly in front of him at this time, there was a beautiful woman who seemed to be a fairy.

Li Bochuan just glanced at it, and unconsciously became the same expression, the same state, and the same action as the male classmates next to the bookshelf, as if they had made an appointment in advance.

I saw that less than three steps in front of Li Bochuan stood a superb beauty, she was wearing a pair of stiletto sandals, only a few straps wrapped around her delicate feet, wearing a pair of blue tight high-waisted jeans, outlining her slender and straight long legs, wearing a very thin wool tight T-shirt, setting off her slender waist and the roundness and fullness of her chest, outlining her seductive curves and just the right best figure.

Her skin was as white as congealed cream, her neck was straight and slender, her lips were seductive, her nose was high and delicate, her eyes were as bright as jewels, and she had a high piercing

The straight ponytail all shows her amazing elegance and dignity, capable and concise image, and a temperament that is different from ordinary people. She was at once dignified and slightly feminine, both capable and slightly lively and lovely, and it was difficult to describe her in a single word, and in any way she used to describe her, she seemed very pale.

Li Bochuan only felt that he had fallen into an intoxicating wine jar, and he didn't want to wake up, there was an intoxicating fragrance, a charming sweetness, which made him want to stop, and he only felt that he wanted to sleep here, sleep for a thousand years, ten thousand years!

And Cao Shubai, who has been concentrating on picking books, knows that the piercing gaze next to her seems to be encroaching on it little by little, she doesn't care at all, because she has been growing up, except for the elders, who are not all looking at her with such eyes, she is used to it, so she continues to pick up books.

The only thing that surprised her was that everyone around her looked at her like that, and the ordinary-looking boy next to her didn't seem to feel her presence, which made her curious, and a little suspicious of herself, could it be that she was still not attractive to some people?

Cao Shubai looked at Li Bochuan, and found that this person was the person who gave Liang Haoxuan a small porcelain vase, and it was also the student that Zhang Chengye was looking for last time, she had seen his photo again, but she didn't expect him to be here, which made Cao Shubai's eyes even more curious, and he couldn't help but want to explore.

But soon, Cao Shubai gave up this idea, and it was better to concentrate on picking books, although she was very curious about Li Bochuan, but reason still told her that there was no need to do this, just know it.

Cao Shubai still wanted to lean down and continue to look for books, but he didn't expect Li Bochuan to stand up at this time and make a head-to-head look with her, and then Cao Shubai saw that Li Bochuan instantly became the same as the boys around him, his eyes were round, and he looked at her fixedly, without blinking, as if in their eyes, blinking at this moment was the biggest loss in their lives.

Originally, he was very curious about Li Bochuan, but seeing him like this, Cao Shubai instantly lost interest, leaned down to pick up the book, and no longer paid attention to Li Bochuan.