Chapter 67: Crying a Handful of Pearls
Long Jingyuan lowered his head, hooked his lips full of helplessness, and muttered softly: "Stubborn guy, it's really uncomfortable." ”
"Dragon!"
The sweet voice brought the girl with silver chains wrapped around her ankles, and the chains clanged and were staggered out of the hall. Dressed in an ice blue cropped top, revealing a slender and beautiful waist, slightly loose fringed trousers wrap around straight long legs.
She looks a little young and young, but she has a proud figure, and there is a pearl stud earring in her left and right ears, which shines in the light.
The girl looked left and right, and her eyelids drooped:
"Where's Ayu? Why did he leave so quickly? ”
"How?" Long Jingyuan tilted his head to listen and asked with a smile.
There was a short distance between the two, and the position where the girl stood was the farthest distance that the silver chain could stretch.
The girl held up the dozen or so round-shaped, somewhat shiny pearls in her palm, and said regretfully: "Didn't Ah Yu say that he has a friend who likes treasures and money and things like that?" So I just cried while pinching my thighs inside, and I cried out so many pearls to give to him, why did he leave? Don't even say hello to me! Excessively! ”
Even if he couldn't see it, just by hearing this emotional voice, Long Jingyuan could think that the girl must be a dragon flying and phoenix dancing at this moment, excited, full of vitality and anger.
He slowly propped up his guide staff and walked towards the girl. Fei's thin lips slowly overflowed with a bit of amazement and worry:
"Jia He, this is the second time Ah Yu has been injured."
The girl froze, her hand shook, and a pearl slipped off the edge and smashed on the ground, rolling and rolling into a small ball of sludge.
"Don't let him come again." Long Jingyuan said in a deep voice, the empty eyes were like the bottom of the abyss that wanted to devour everything in the world.
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On Friday, thick white clouds swirled in the gray sky, dyeing one black streamline after another, shuttling through the sky above the fifth middle school.
When I returned to school, the first thing the class representative did when he entered the door was to shout, "I've handed in my homework!" Homework handed in! ”
The classroom jingled and began to pass on the homework movement, except for a few students who did not write their homework, most of the students were really conscious. One by one, he calmly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stretched out his hand, and as soon as he picked it up, with a "snap", the homework was passed to the desks of the representatives of each subject.
Wu Yue looked at it, and she was a little envious.
Back then, the roles she wore were all female supporting roles, either big-breasted vases, or arrogant daughters, of course, there were a few more reliable. It's just that without exception, they are all in the scumbag class, or the middle class.
The most common phrase is "Hurry, hurry!" I'll copy my homework. "It's a very different story.
Now that I think about it, I still feel a little nostalgic.
She finished her homework and went to the bathroom, and when she returned, the vacant seat next to her was greeted by its owner.
Wu Yue couldn't help but look at Yan Chiyu twice.
This guy ...... Why is it a pale face that is not in good spirits?
As if sensing Wu Yue's frequent gaze, the young man casually lifted his eyes and said softly: "It's the same as last time, it's fine." Don't stare at me. ”
His voice was lazy, slowly sliding down like quicksand, soft and fine, but he couldn't hold it.
Wu Yue hummed softly and withdrew her gaze.
A fulfilling and long lesson just passed.
The bell rang for the end of class, and a chemistry test paper climbed onto Wu Yue's desktop. The girl turned the pen in her hand, went through the questions on the test paper, and then prepared to write.
"Wu Yue, are you free after school in the afternoon?"
"Huh?" Wu Yue lifted her eyes.