She didn't take a few steps, the strong gaze behind her was staring, and she turned back slowly like a movie in slow motion, and her burning gaze was inexplicably attracted to her.

His school uniform was pale yellow with a warm yellow halo, his silky hair swayed in the wind, his long eyelashes trembled like a fan, his nose bones were high, his lips were thin, and the ends of his hair swept over his well-shaped ears.

He looked at her for a long time, feeling her gaze, as if for a moment, something was striking at her.

Fu Hansheng felt like an arrow feather, shooting through his heart.

Her eyes were clear, like a deep sea invasion that shook her eyeballs, and made people hold their breath.

His eyes are deep, quiet, restrained, and cold, but there is an undercurrent in his heart.

The tail of his eyes was full of light, and his eyes were clear and shallow caressing her figure from the white light, without any emotion, like a kaolin flower in a no-man's land, those heart-beating undercurrents disappeared, and his temperament was clear.

Li Min didn't notice this, and was a little annoyed that he had abandoned a patient, who had no character and no humanity.

It's just that he looked at himself coldly, and he felt as if he was angry.

Pick up your pace, step forward, crouch down, be soft and flattering, and your voice is as sweet and sincere as possible.

"Just now, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ...... Drop you".

"It's okay, help me up. Perhaps realizing that his unbearable thoughts were about to burst out of the ground, his voice was very low, and his tone was deep, and he frowned and lowered his eyes, not looking at her.

Li Min twisted his eyebrows, he was really angry, and he didn't even look at her.

Fu Hansheng stood up with the help of Li Min, in fact, she was not injured, but since she misunderstood, she pretended to be the end, so this girl was not suspicious, and she was quite well-behaved.

Thinking about it, he quietly got closer.

Li Min was a little struggling, and raised his eyes from time to time, strange, it wasn't his hands that hurt, his feet were just bruised!

Of course, she didn't dare to say this in front of him, so she could only comfort herself, forget it, she was still strong and could bear it.

However, he didn't let her get tired, and after walking a while out of the school gate, the two of them separated.

"What? You said that Fu Hansheng was beaten by your white and tender classmate!" Gao Xiang listened to Li Min's words, jumped three feet high, and denied it one after another in disbelief, "It's impossible, no, no, no, it's impossible, he is really super powerful in fighting." A group of people had blocked him before, and he was beaten by him alone, but this time he was alone, how could it be?"

The expression on his face is exaggerated, and his facial features are wrinkled together, very much like a very brainless fan, and he is angry in the face of the dissatisfaction of his idol being slandered.

Li Min looked helpless, and couldn't help but quip: "Hearing you say that, you worship him?"

"Of course!"

Gao Xiang smiled innocently, was silent for a while, and immediately asked like a furious question: "What's the name of the beating him, it's that little white-faced table mate of yours." ”

"What? you're going to avenge him?" said lazy voice, sitting on the couch with his feet folded, peeling orange peels and quipping.

"No, if he can't beat him, I'm naturally even more useless! However, I'm still very curious, your tablemate doesn't know him, why do you still beat people?"

When Li Min heard this, he swallowed the orange, lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, he was also confused.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is no grudge between these two people, the key is that Fu Hansheng has not fought back.

When I saw it at that time, I was full of energy, worried and anxious.

Thinking about it carefully at this moment, there is no struggle in those eyes that seem to be as deep as a pool of water.

He won't have masochistic tendencies, and he won't fight back when he is beaten.

But after thinking about it, no, I remember that time in the alley, I saw him fight with my own eyes.

The action is as fast as a cheetah, and a wave of operations is as fierce as a tiger, which is really not like today, like a poor little kitten, almost meowing to himself.