Chapter 324: The Sour Smell of Love
"Don't eat it, I'll watch you eat it." The young man said in a loud voice.
Even if he is sitting in a place like a cafeteria with a strong smell of fireworks, lazy and relaxed, it looks like he is shooting a magazine blockbuster.
"Huh-"
Zhou Yunwei sat opposite, secretly glanced at Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu, and her small expression was called a ripple, as if she had knocked into a CP fan.
"Wheels, do you smell the sour smell of love in the air?" Song Wenzhi sighed.
Qian Bolun pursed his lips and sighed: "I also want to talk about a sweet love." β
A soft female voice came from the oblique side.
"Hello."
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Song Wenzhi was the first to turn around, and suddenly poked Qian Bolun's arm meaningfully, "Wheel, this girl seems to be looking for you." β
Qian Bolun hummed suspiciously, turned around, and crashed into a pair of gentle and clean eyes.
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A small girl, probably 157. The appearance is delicate and the temperament is demure. She is not as well-proportioned as an ordinary girl, she is thin and beautiful, but she is a little fleshy.
It's pretty cute.
The girl's hand at her waist clenched into a fist violently, and when she met Qian Bolun's gaze, her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
These eyes...... No more cold, no more intimidating. Just like the sunshine in the girl's memory, her eyes are presumptuous and full of life.
Qian Bolun was very puzzled, he didn't know this girl, "Hello, are you looking for me?" β
The girl's eyes staring at her were unconcealable sadness, amazement, and joy.
Such complex emotions made Qian Bolun not know what to do for a while.
"Yes." The girl was in a trance for a moment, and Huo Ran came back to her senses: "Hello, my name is Mi Jing." I'm a fan of yours, can you, can you have a contact information? β
She was nervous and cramped, and felt that her opening statement was abrupt.
"Fans?" Qian Bolun pulled his gaze out of her dark eyes, and his tone was a little surprised: "Really? I mean, I know there must be people at this school who like me, but someone as bold as you, no. β
Mi Jing fell into his smile and was speechless for a while.
No matter when I saw him, he was so handsome and handsome.
"But I can't." Qian Bolun suddenly had a serious face, "I'm sorry." β
"No, no, no, I should have said I'm sorry, I offended ......" Mi Jing shook her head, and then bowed again. Her bending over made her even more petite in front of a crowd of one-meter-eight men.
"I'm sorry, I'll go first."
Mi Jing turned to leave.
She ran outside the cafeteria, ran to the sink, turned on the faucet, and splashed a handful of water on her face.
The tears in my eyes couldn't help but collapse and roll down anymore.
Can you meet him...... That's great.
Bolun, in this life, I just need to look at you from afar, and look at you from afar.
In Mi Jing's mind, the tall figure in the hunting night wind holding a black spear and blood, wearing a military uniform, slowly disappeared, like a fireworks.
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"Wheel, do you know her? It doesn't feel right. Que Guanghuai stared curiously at Qian Bolun, who was in a daze, and then looked at the direction in which Mi Jing had just left.
Qian Bolun was in a trance, and Mi Jing's eyes flashed in his mind, who had just met for the first time. Those dark eyes are clean and gentle.
Wu Yue, who was watching, took the last bite of the scallion pancake, and Yan Chiyu's whisper came from her ear, only to her decibels: "That girl has death in her body." But not ghosts. β
Wu Yue's eyes flashed slightly, thoughtful. In this case, the girl is either checkmate, orβ
Reborn.