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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a pair of deep purple eyes. Then there is the upturned nose, and the slightly thin and soft cherry lips under the small wings of the nose are almost transparent and tender pink. The little head was slightly tilted, and the light purple hair gently rested on the delicate and white face. There was no expression on her beautiful face, and she looked at Zhao Yi quietly, slightly dazed.

This extremely pure scene couldn't help but make Zhao Yi stunned, and even forgot the pain on his body.

As if a breeze was blowing in his mind, he woke up some hazy memories, and he couldn't help muttering: "Dumb ......"

The girl's expression did not change, but she suddenly stood up. She took 3 steps back, then bent down and patted the ash on her knees and calves.

"Oops!"

Zhao Yi lost his support and fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that he had just pillowed on the girl's lap. Thinking like this, Zhao Yi's gaze involuntarily turned to the pair of beautiful legs wrapped in pantyhose.

At this moment, Zhao Yi's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and at the same time shouted in his heart: Legs play New Year!

It's so perfect, the girl's legs are straight and slender, and the curves are soft and graceful. The thighs are round and full, but they don't show the slightest fat; The calves are slender and rounded, like finely carved jade. The texture of the black stockings is slightly thicker and not permeable, which is regrettable and at the same time produces infinite reverie.

A little blood can be faintly seen on the thigh, which should have been stained by the girl when she gave Zhao Yi a knee pillow. Thinking that his head was pillowed on these beautiful legs just now, Zhao Yi's heart couldn't help but flutter.

Looking further up, it's a black pleated skirt and ...... Ahem, the upper body is a school uniform similar to a suit, and inside is a white shirt. Zhao Yi happened to see the school emblem on the left chest of the school uniform a few days ago, and it was the school emblem of the High School Affiliated to Wenxian University.

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Zhao Yi got up from the ground. Then his gaze returned to the girl's delicate face, and he greeted the girl with a smile: "Dumb, long time no see!" ”

"This name is not your name......" The hollow valley's blue-like voice floated from the girl's lightly opened cherry lips.

It seems that only you can call this name, right? The corners of Zhao Yi's eyes twitched, and he complained in his heart, but he didn't care, he just regarded it as an adolescent girl's shyness.

According to the memory that flashed through his mind just now, Zhao Yi and this girl named Wen Ling are childhood sweethearts. The two are the same age, both are 16 years old this year, and Zhao Yi is a few months older. When she was a child, Wen Ling was a little cute, so Zhao Yi's predecessor called her "stupid". It's just that something seems to have happened later that caused the relationship between the two to fade, and I have no specific impression. After all, in addition to physical instinct, Zhao Yi only inherited the few memories of his predecessor.

"Lingling, long time no see!" Zhao Yi remembered that the people close to him all called Wen Ling like this.

But Wen Ling obviously didn't think that he and Zhao Yi were close people, he looked down at his toes, put his hands behind his back, and his tone was full of stubbornness: "My name is Wen Ling......"

"Uh...... Wen, Wen Ling, hello......" The corners of Zhao Yi's eyes twitched twice, directly raising the estrangement of the title by two levels. It seems that the relationship between the two has been estranged a lot after not seeing each other for many years, Zhao Yixin said.

"Yes." This time, Wen Ling did not refute, and answered softly. But she didn't look up, her little feet in round shoes twisted gently on the ground.

Call! Zhao Yi was relieved and polite. Regardless of the previous life or this life, Zhao Yi, a beautiful girl like Wen Ling, is still the first time to see it, and she is full of oppression.

The slight stinging pain on his body reminded Zhao Yi that there had just been a battle here, and when he looked around, he saw Li Da, who was in tattered clothes, lying on the ground like a dead dog. However, from his slightly undulating chest, Zhao Yi knew that he was still alive.

Turning his head, Zhao Yi looked at the slim girl in front of him, with no wrinkles in her clothes, and once again clearly realized: he is now in another world! Li Da, who was invincible in front of him, was easily solved by the girl in front of him who looked extremely weak!

"It's dangerous! Thank you so much for saving me! Now that Li Da has been subdued, Zhao Yi's hanging heart has also fallen, and he expressed his gratitude to the life-saving benefactor.

"En......"

"What a coincidence, it's good that you suddenly appeared, otherwise I would have gone to report to Marx!" As soon as Zhao Yi's voice fell, he realized that something seemed to have been exposed.

"En......"

Obviously, Zhao Yi's worries are unnecessary. Putting down the improvised excuse to explain Marx, Zhao Yi asked again: "Are you just passing by here?" ”

"En......"

"Oh, what a coincidence......"

"En......"

“……”

Zhao Yi was short of words, and the atmosphere became awkward. Wen Ling kept his head down, his neat bangs hung down, and he didn't know what expression Zhao Yi had on his face, and he could only see a small and lovely nose from his angle.

Forcibly resisting the urge to reach out and scratch, Zhao Yi secretly classified Wen Ling as a super introverted and shy person.

"I'm going to pack up my things!" At this time, Zhao Yi suddenly remembered that after his backpack was thrown out as a weapon, the contents were scattered all over the ground.

There weren't many things, a few changes of clothes, and some small items for daily use. Zhao Yi picked up these things one by one and stuffed them into his backpack.

"One less." After recalling it a little, Zhao Yi found that the small wooden sword that had been turned out from under the bed had not been found.

Zhao Yi naturally carried this small wooden sword with him for a reason. Although there has been no movement, the intuition of the traverser told Zhao Yi that there is definitely an article in it! Thinking of this, Zhao Yi's mind suddenly appeared with the face of a certain male star in his previous life.

With a chill, Zhao Yi hurriedly dispersed this face, exerted his brain, and made up a cute little Lori's face. It's just that for some reason this face is seven or eight points similar to Wen Ling.

Thinking like this, Zhao Yi had the motivation again, and searched the ground.

"Found it!" In the end, under a pile of crushed waste cartons, Zhao Yi found his "little Lori".

Zhao Yi held the wooden sword in his hand and blew the ash that did not exist on the sword with a little distress. Zhao Yi, who had recovered it, was full of joy in his eyes, as if looking at a lover, and couldn't help but kiss him.

This scene naturally fell in Wen Ling's eyes.

When Zhao Yi turned around before, Wen Ling had already raised his gaze.

Just now, Zhao Yi was looking for something to ignore him, and Wen Ling just looked at him quietly, but his face did not show the slightest impatience. Of course, there is no intention of stepping forward to help.

When Zhao Yi picked up the wooden sword from the pile of cardboard boxes, Wen Ling was slightly stunned.

Seeing that Zhao Yi cherished this wooden sword so much, Wen Ling's delicate little face, which had been tense, finally eased slightly.

But then Wen Ling's fair and pink face was dyed with a hint of redness, and her originally deep eyes were now rippling slightly like a clear spring. Slowly lowered her little head, she really didn't expect Zhao Yi to kiss the wooden sword affectionately!

Forgive him, right? The simple girl thought so......