"If you don't have a long memory, you will be killed."

"Shhh...... You know the. ”

He Zhili rarely got along with her quietly and harmoniously, and the hem of his clothes was lifted by the man, covering half of his face.

The voice was a little muffled.

The young man inexplicably felt a little breathless and wanted to protest, but Xu You's hand was not serious, in case he scolded her, this guy directly killed him, what's the matter.

"Don't come to me if you fight in the future."

"Why are you talking like that?"

He Zhili frowned in pain, and really felt that this guy was a white-eyed wolf.

If it hadn't been for dinner that day, I heard that group of fools thinking about Xu Youzhi in the small restaurant...... Did he just flip someone's table?

Exercise.

If you don't know the hearts of good people, forget it, and attack Lao Tzu so hard.

Xu Youzhi sighed, put the medicine on the bedside table casually, ripped off the corners of the snow-white clothes for the young man, paused, and casually said: "Are you still the ones in the Yangjiao e-commerce class?" ”

Having said that, his fingertips were still through the fabric, and he gently touched the delicate and beautiful butterfly bones of the young man, and the dark and quiet eyes contained some emotions that were difficult to calm down.

"When you see Lin Yu's ones in the future, you will take a detour, do you hear, especially when you are wearing that little torn skirt, avoid them."

He Zhili sat up with a frown, knuckles propped up on the bed, straightened the slightly larger collar, and said in a calm voice.

"Why don't you just tell me not to wear a skirt?"

Xu Youzhi lowered his eyes, and his thoughts drifted away, but the words were dealing with him.

…… Lin Yu?

The little gangsters at the end of the crane of the e-commerce class are playing together.

"Why don't I let you wear a skirt, will you listen to what I say?" He Zhili lazily hooked his lips and smiled, "hissed", and rolled up his sleeves to his forearm, revealing a smooth and beautiful forearm line.

His eyes had completely cooled.

There are always people who want to put some dirty dust on the girl's white dress, and blame the white skirt for not being dirty.

The thought of those people secretly hiding her photos at school.

Thinking about what those people might do to her pictures at night.

He was reluctant to do anything to Xu You...... Even during the time when he didn't want to be in harmony with her, he didn't dare to say such dirty words to her behind his back.

And they, how dare they think about her?

When he is dead?

He Zhili closed his eyes, and the fingertips clutching the sheets tightened slightly.

His face was cold and expressionless.

Xu Shengzhang and Lin Zhi went to work on the big and small things in the company early in the morning, so apart from the two of them, only Aunt Zou was left alone.

Xu Youzhi didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, and she was more casual about eating, she found a leather band at random, loosely tied the black slightly curly hair, and then looked at the plush animal holding her, lying on the bed in He Zhili, and directly raised her foot and kicked over.

The palm of the phone vibrates.

"Ding-dong-"

[The girl's homeroom teacher is in Yangcheng Second Vocational Art Class 2 @ you]

The boy lay on her side on the bed, his fingertips in front of his lower abdomen, and he didn't bother to move.

[Girl homeroom teacher: @徐幼之, tomorrow Monday, you remember to write a speech under the national flag, the theme is "Be the most beautiful middle school vocational student", don't forget]

[Girl homeroom teacher: @贺知里, and you, tomorrow's thousand-word review, handed over to my office on time / Death smile]

Two messages, two different attitudes.

Xu Youzhi's fingertips tapped, and he simply replied with a simple "good", and then raised his eyes, and saw that this guy was still lying there, and he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Xu Youzhi didn't bother to care about him, sat down at the table, turned on the silver-gray cold laptop, opened WPS, typed the title, and reminded him with some schadenfreude: "He Zhili, remember to write a review." ”

"Don't write."

He paused.

Thinking of something again, he pressed his fingertips against his forehead and raised his eyebrows unilaterally.

Right now, moles are wanton and seductive.

“…… Good sister, you can help me write it. ”