632: Girl nibbling on steamed buns

"Hey, didn't we bring it back together?" Gao Tai laughed playfully, "What's this, man?" Besides, we can be regarded as having been in the same window together and prostituted together. Don't be shy, just do it normally. ”

A normal ghost, Yang Yunjin found out for the first time, it turned out that Gao Tai was also a pit goods. I can't understand this matter, anyway, Mu Leyao just needs to know, anyway, I only need to be responsible for Mu Leyao. As for taking everyone to Mu Leyao for verification in order to clear his name, he is not so stupid, and he took Zhao Yinger to Mu Leyao to verify his innocence, I am afraid that he will not die fast enough.

"Look, the facts are there, and it depends on how you quibble. Su Qing smiled proudly.

"Oh, I'm afraid of you, I'll go out to the toilet, you watch first. Yang Yunruo was helpless, he couldn't say it clearly, so he simply didn't say it. Moreover, what everyone said was just a joke, he felt that when he first said that it was not him, they should have believed himself, after all, his character was guaranteed.

Walk out of the auditorium and slowly walk to the bathroom. If Yang Yun is familiar with this section of the road, even if he hasn't been to this place for a few years, the memory in his mind still makes him familiar with the appearance of this section of the road.

Time has become really fast, this is the feeling of everyone who revisits the old place. The originally bright Red Mansion has also become a little mottled, time always leaves its own traces in everything, but it seems that only time is invisible and permanent.

After the initial bustle, seeing that there was no bustle to see, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, although there were still three or three back and forth, but there was no longer the previous hustle and bustle.

The quiet red mansion is very beautiful, the osmanthus in front of the row exudes a refreshing fragrance, the orange-red osmanthus, the milky white silver cinnamon, the golden cinnamon, and the lemon-yellow four seasons laurel, all of which silently release their own unique charm on the path in front of the red mansion, stretching their own fragrance.

The school is always a place for people to calm down, the sound of reading, the sound of discussion, the conversation and smile of couples, the frolicking of girlfriends, and the indulgence of friends, will leave a quiet and beautiful picture of the school.

Yang Yunruo looked at the blue sky on the sunny sky, and couldn't help but stretch his waist, going to bed early and getting up early does help the body a lot, maybe he is not young when he is young, or he has become hypocritical, and it is uncomfortable to stay up late a little. Thinking about the past, I often worked overtime and often stayed up all night, and I felt that it didn't matter, which is like now.

Looking at all kinds of students shuttling comfortably, I really want to go back to my student days again, carefree and free, how good. Even if you don't have money, a girlfriend, or anything, you still laugh like a fool. But the innocence of that time is not available now, and people always think about it when they lose it, and only think about it when they don't have it.

Ming Yourong stood in the corridor, when she was in high school, she liked to stand in the corridor during recess and look outside, look at the blue sky, itch her eyes, and breathe fresh air. What's more, when she ate this steamed bun, it seemed to be such a heinous thing in the waiting room, and everyone looked at him with kindness and disgust.

What's wrong with eating steamed buns, and I didn't eat your steamed buns. But people are social animals after all, no matter what kind of person they are, they will still care about the eyes of others after all, even if they are a chic person, they can't withstand such endless scrutiny from others.

So, Ming Yourong came out, standing in the corridor and eating, no one cared, and if someone did, she would fight with him. Ming Yourong thought viciously, these seniors are too lenient, and they have to take care of eating steamed buns, so they are not bullying themselves young. Thinking about it, it seems that the whole classroom knows each other, and they are the only ones who sit alone.

No matter what, first of all, if you want to deal with military training, you have to stay here first. If you are found out wandering around, there will be no excuses, and you will definitely die a miserable death.

"Ah......" Ming Yourong looked at the man next to him who was stretching his waist and moaning comfortably. How tired it is, kidney loss. However, it seems to be okay to look good, and there is a unique charm that others don't have. There is some melancholy Wenhua, for a girl who has just come of age in her teens and is still living in a dream, that kind of melancholy has a fatal danger. They don't know the world, they don't know the world, and they always think that kind of melancholy is good and addictive.

He smiled very well, although the side face didn't look very handsome, at least there were many boys in the class who looked better than him, and even several of them had skin that they were all envious and jealous of. But the man in front of him didn't, he was so faint, at most he was more handsome than ordinary people, but he was definitely not so handsome that he looked miserable, and he was thrown in the magic show, where handsome guys and beauties gathered, that is, an ordinary passerby.

For a moment, Ming Yourong had the feeling of youthful sprouts that everyone had when they were young, just like ......

"Why are you looking at me?" the man asked, turning around and smiling, a hormonal aura coming over him.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yang Yunruo turned to look at the girl holding the steamed bun who had been staring at her, and couldn't help asking. From the very beginning, he felt that the girl was looking at him, and then he was so dumb, a little cute.

At first, I thought it was a little fan girl who recognized herself, but in an instant Yang Yunruo denied it, if it was her little fan sister, she should rush up at this time to sign an autograph and take a group photo, but this girl didn't have it at all.

That is, I don't know it, but I don't know it, how can I keep staring at myself like this? Is it because I like myself? Yang Yunruo thought proudly in his heart.

But, obviously, this is not possible either. Yang Yunruo has never been narcissistic, although he knows that he is barely known by many people now, but it is definitely not a situation that everyone knows. Even on the screen is still to be determined, let alone off the screen. In reality, it's completely different from photogenic makeup, and I'm not a girl who wears makeup no matter what. For example, Mu Leyao, although she is on camera, she is also painted with a faint outfit, and she also draws a faint outfit in reality, which looks completely no different from reality on TV.

As for liking yourself, it is estimated that except for Mu Leyao, a person with unique tastes, no one should like herself. Now that Mu Leyao is with her, she is often ridiculed by Su Qing and them for being blind for a while. And Mu Leyao also said that he started first, and he had to agree. Thinking about it, it seems that it is also, I rushed up to hug her excitedly, and then I was so confused.

It's a bad deal anyway, and it doesn't matter who likes it first. The important thing is not to meet blind girls all the time, and they are not the protagonists.