No matter how beautiful it is, it is not a fellow traveler

"I'm still on business"

Ren Changyi was a little surprised.

Even if she doesn't play and simply practices football, she will be on the sidelines, cheering herself up.

Mu Yuruo looked at Ren Changyi's stagnant expression and smiled slightly: "You boys, can't you really see the White Lotus?" ”

She once thought that Ren Changyi was a beautiful existence like a fairy tale prince, and one of the most anticipated existences on every campus. She had thought that liking was the first throbbing. Later, he became a friend who quarreled and thought it was good to be a brother, but he slowly discovered so many points in him that were different from what he imagined.

Only then did she realize that she had gilded the boy herself.

From the moment he believed that he would bully the white lotus, she decided to parallel the two straight lines that forcibly intersected.

The White Lotus is just a flashpoint that will have sooner or later. Ren Changyi is not her good match.

No matter how beautiful it is, it is not a fellow traveler.

However, Ren Changyi's blood is so fragrant...... Mu Yuruo couldn't help licking her tongue.

But why did the blood of that white lotus flower taste so strange?

When she returned to the class, Nangong Yuchen spotted her for the first time, and even had a smile in the corner of her eyes.

"Little Ruoruo"

The heart beats irregularly, which is different from the past few crushes, and different from the unique mood swings of Ren Changyi.

Not surprisingly, there was another scream. It's just that this scream is mixed with a strange sound?

"Mu! Feather! If! ”

"Han Crazy...... Phew, aunt" Mu Yuruo hurriedly took a step back and kept a distance from Nangong Yuchen. tried to get Han Zifeng not to misunderstand the relationship between the two, but the retreat in front of everyone's eyes was a bit of a taste of wanting to cover up......

"You...... Are you actually in early love? ”

"I didn't, I wasn't, don't ......"

Without waiting for Mu Yuruo to finish speaking, Nangong Yuchen said: "Well, Xiao Ruoruo is my girlfriend"

"Little Ruoruo's aunt is my aunt"

"My aunt is so young, I thought it was Xiao Ruoruo's sister."

After a long time, Nangong Yuchen's face did not change and his heart did not beat, and he even sold Han Zifeng a cute ......

If Mu Yu wanted to cry without tears, he only felt that he should have burned this dog man to death in the first place.

"Don't listen to her, I ......"

"My God, which immortal opened his eyes so that Mu Yuruo could also be looked at!" Han Zifeng looked pleased: "Yuchen, you look so handsome!" The mouth is also sweet! Fortunately, I thought that Mu Yu would be lonely and grow old, violent, poor in learning, and not good in IQ......"

Mu Yuruo almost vomited blood.

Nangong Yuchen held back his laughter and felt very uncomfortable.

A group of people around who eat melons said that this melon was so sweet, and even wanted to eat a few more!

As a result, the love story between Mu Yuruo and the transfer student spread on campus with lightning speed......

Mu Yuruo said that he was very depressed, but he didn't seem to be repulsed.

Mu Yuruo's tablemate was an introverted boy, and he gave up his seat to his new classmate with great foresight, and hurriedly picked up his small schoolbag and left.

It's just that this is the ...... How did you stumble and happily Yazi? Could it be that the little table mates also eat melons and eat fragrantly? Mu Yuruo couldn't help but turn his head and smiled obscenely at the little tablemate, but he didn't expect it, this kid looks honest and gossipy in his heart!

The heart of the little tablemate: Just kidding, it's a King Kong iron fist at every turn, and finally a big wrongdoer, don't run at this time, let alone when?!!

"Lady" Nangong Yuchen whispered in Mu Yuruo's ear: "Don't look at other wild men"

Mu Yuruo's face suddenly turned a little red. In order to hide his embarrassment, Mr. Nangong Yuchen once again gained a diamond iron fist.

Nangong Yuchen still didn't change his face, and touched her head dotingly.

It's over, Lao Tzu maybe, really like this bastard man.

However, no one noticed that a trace of strangeness flashed in Zheng Ze'an's eyes.