"It hurts."

"Lin Yixian, hug me."

The rigorous, clear and beautiful pupils were pale crimson, and the slightly cold fingertips gently grasped the other party's slender white wrist bones to prevent her fingertips from getting blood.

His eyes were half-drooping, half-hidden.

Lin Yixian raised his eyes, looked at him, and was stunned for two seconds.

The young man's eyebrows were light, he slowly raised his hand, looked at her steadily, and his slender and beautiful lips were deflated aggrievedly.

This posture ...... It's like if she takes a firm stance and says no to him, she is scum...... Scum!

Still an iron-blooded, negative man.

After some weighing, Lin Yixian stood up firmly, and his slender and thin little arms wrapped around the other party's slender and white neck.

He sighed and patted his head again.

The tone was reluctant.

“…… I charge by the minute, holding five dollars a minute. ”

“……”

Rigor didn't answer, her white forehead gently pressed against the girl's neck socket, her hands were distinctly jointed, and her ten fingers were slender and beautiful. The red fingertips were gently grasped, careful not to stain the other party's clothes, and the knuckles were slightly cold white.

Subconsciously rubbed it.

"I could have gathered on time," the young man was tall, but at this time he was obedient and soft and cute to hold her, his voice was slightly soft and glutinous, and the tail note was raised, as if he was coquettish, "It's not my fault." ”

He Zhili, who was three meters away, silently raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and consciously took two steps back: "......"

Exercise.

What did Fan Xiao ask him to come with him? Eat dog food?

He lowered his eyes, reached for his phone from the other side with his fingertips, and scanned the screen, but there were no unread messages.

The center of the eyebrows frowned slightly, and the tip of the tongue touched the roof of the mouth, a little thoughtful.

…… Xu Youzhi is planning to run away if he flirts?

But think about it, this kind of thing of leaving without scruples, isn't she always the most comfortable.

-

Ningcheng was not her first time coming, after noon, Xu Youzhi wrote the first draft of the second round of the Elite Cup in a Word document, closed his laptop, hugged the cat, and planned to go downstairs to wander around to buy something to eat.

Ji Jiahe's Saturdays and Sundays are usually used to stick to Jiang Yan, but she still sent Xu Youzhi a few conscientious shops near the hotel where you can eat, drink and have fun.

She walked into the elevator and pressed a 1.

After more than ten seconds, the elevator slowly stopped on the 27th floor.

In the crook of Xu Youzhi's arm, he lazily rubbed his chubby cat face, licked the tip of his nose unconsciously with his little tongue, and then squinted his eyes again and yawned big.

The girl stood in the corner of the elevator, glanced at the number of floors on the display, and then lowered her eyes, her eyelids drooping.

Similarly, the two new girls didn't pay attention to the person standing in the corner of the elevator, after all, the other party was wearing a peaked cap on his head, and the brim of the hat was quite low, and he couldn't see anything.

The short-haired girl looked worried, pulled her sleeve, and said to herself as if there was no one around: "Weiwei, I heard that He Zhili is the instructor in the second class this time, don't you really want to go?" Xu Youzhi was originally close to the water and got the moon first, if you didn't seize the opportunity, he might be taken away by Xu Youzhi first. ”

"I won't go to the moon," as soon as the short-haired girl's voice fell, Ye Suwei suddenly remembered a particularly beautiful sentence she saw last night, so she raised her chin, glanced at her, and replied coldly, "I won't try to run to the moon, I want the moon to run for me." ”

Xu Youzhi, who was silently listening to the foot of the wall, touched his crispy hand for a moment.

…… Let the moon come to her?

She silently calculated, lifted her eyes again, and glanced at the "2" on the display screen, which slowly jumped.

There was a two-second pause.

I couldn't help but happily raise the bar.

"The mass of the moon is 7.349×1022 kilograms, and it will die when it comes over."