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She raised her head, her silver eyes looked ahead, and the loose midi skirt could not hide her beautiful figure, revealing her tight and slender white calves as the skirt rippled.

Song Yinan looked at her appearance, and suddenly remembered one of the random and casual posts about her news and posts on the star network.

Why is the perfect galaxy girl, Pooh with perfect social etiquette. In Chesterton, countless news agencies and newspapers have given blank the 'best friend' column.

A netizen seems to be casual and literary, and the bull's head is not right for the horse's mouth, but the core is to the point.

――This question is like asking, 'Why do some people seem to be friendly, but they are always alone?'

――The reason is very simple: being kind to others is self-cultivation, and being alone is character.

Pooh. Chesterton didn't need a friend, because she didn't think anyone could deserve to be her friend, and everyone took it for granted.

However, the loner character.

On the other hand, it's even more lonely.

From beginning to end, alone, bone-chilling, lonely.

***

At the time of the third month, everyone was asleep, and with a slight mechanical sound, Song Yinan turned over from the sleep machine.

He glanced at the time and temperature on the star brain, and looked agitated.

There was no night in Artirance, where the temperature remained around twenty degrees Celsius all year round, and he impatiently tore a few buttons from his shirt and sat down by the window with long legs.

Song Yinan had a thin sweat on his head, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his eyes were gloomy and angry.

Looking at the 'androgenic/irritant/hormone overdose' on the flashing red screen on the sleep machine, the anger in my eyes was even worse.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a large section of his smooth-lined arm, stretched out his hand, and with a light force, he directly unplugged the power of the sleep machine.

Seeing that the light on the indicator screen had dimmed completely, he leaned back against the window and tossed the mechanical toolball in his hand for a moment.

Pooh's back is beautiful, and when the fair and translucent skin is tight, the back will pull out a bead-like smooth arc.

Song Yinan forced himself not to think about it anymore, but for some reason, the peeled egg-like tender skin kept flashing in his mind again and again.

He cursed in a gloomy whisper, then got up from his seat and walked to the bathroom, and after taking a cool shower, he finally suppressed the instinctive restlessness of his body.

He found that the current situation was different from what he was trying to control, which had aroused his vigilance, and he played with the toolball in his hand, and looked inexplicably thinking about something.

Suddenly, he caught the tool ball in his hand, and did not throw it again, and looked out the window with impatient black eyes.

Turquoise quiet lawn, Pooh. Chesterton appeared there, wearing a tulle black flower on the outside, and a short black skirt on the inside, outlining the beautiful curves of her body, and the skirt was like a stacked leaf flower, spreading out to the side, revealing her slender and fair legs.

The scene in the dream just now appeared in Song Yinan's mind again, peeling it off. of white eggs.

He casually threw the toolball out as vent.

Pooh naturally didn't notice the slightest movement in Song Yinan's room, she was wearing a pair of thin black flat shoes, and she walked cautiously towards another villa connected to the back of the garden.

He squinted in the direction she was leaving for a moment before slowly standing up, and he pushed open the window and walked out.

He was curious about Pooh. Chesterton went to the back villa at this time to do something.

He didn't spend the month in vain, at least, he basically figured out the situation here

There was a pupil authentication door between the villa at the back of the garden and the garden, where only Kurt, Mr. Midlle and Pooh could certify, but he knew that the underground parking lots of the two villas were connected on both sides.

And going up to the floor from the underground parking lot, there was only a code door from which he could pass.

The villa at the back, with its yellow wood floors and white walls, is simple and straightforward, but there is no breath of life.

Song Yinan cautiously checked from the room on the first floor one by one and walked up.

"Hello, sir."

"Hello, beautiful lady, long time no see."

Pooh's clear, reserved voice poured out from the unclosed room and fell on the ears of Song Yinan, who was standing outside the door.

She seems to be talking to familiar people, and the language is not devoid of etiquette, but it can make people feel the slight intimacy in the words, and they can't help but feel a little pleasure.

He raised his eyebrows lightly, he didn't expect that there would be guests coming at such a time.

He didn't go in to bother, but closed his eyes and leaned against the wall outside the door.

She was speaking, with a slight tone and a clear articulation.

Song Yinan wandered and thought that Pooh would always involuntarily raise her voice a little in front of everyone, which would make her voice more agile and brisk.

She was moving around, not fast, not slow, neither light nor heavy.

Song Yinan inexplicably remembered that Pooh's body would always tense and lean slightly when she walked, which would make her movements look more noble and perfect.

.

Gradually, gradually, Song Yinan noticed that something was wrong.

He opened his eyes, and his dark eyes were dull and lacklustre.

He stood straight in front of the door, and after a while, he nudged the door, and the door slipped open a little gap.

He saw Pooh through the half-open door. Chesterton.

Song Yinan's eyes were complex, deep and deep.

Pooh. Chesterton was alone in the big room, she walked up and down, her perfect smile, her reserved turn, every movement and every expression was the product of a thousand tempers.

She was covered with sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were bright, and even the curvature of her smile and the corners of her eyes were perfect.

If a person is noble before men, then she will suffer after him.

Everybody praises Pooh. Chesterton's perfect etiquette, but they forget that any perfection comes from a lot of hard work.

Song Yinan hid the look in his eyes, he withdrew his hand that pushed open the door, and turned to leave here.

In the next few days, Pooh was very busy, she had a lot of homework to solve, and the class also resumed its normal start, coupled with the selection and choreography of the performance dance, she basically stayed in the room and did not have time to meet with Song Yinan.

But every morning at three o'clock, Song Yinan, who was waiting by the window, would see Pooh. Chesterton went from the garden to the villa building at the back.

Sometimes it's choreography, sometimes it's etiquette practice, sometimes it's watching videos and completing homework.

Song Yinan put his hand on the doorknob and didn't make up his mind to go in, he had a beastly instinct that if he pushed this door open, then the situation would really become out of control after that.

But hearing the dull sound of heavy objects falling inside, Song Yinan couldn't hold back anymore.

He pushed the door open and walked inside.