Yan Cuo clenched his clothes as if he was nervous, and looked at him for a moment, he looked down at her, his eyes deep, as if to suck her in.

His voice was not like words, but it fell into Yancuo's ears and smashed into her heart without missing a word.

For a while, the waves were turbulent and the water was splashing.

"It's you who first opens in love, and it's you who wants to stay together."

Yancuo listened to his words, the corners of her mouth were a smile that she couldn't suppress, she buried herself deep in his arms, her voice was shy, but it was still light and crisp, and it fell into his ears at once.

"I'm going to tell you, so am I, so am I, so am I!" She spoke word by word, her voice slowly getting louder, as if she wanted to prove her resolve with him.

He lowered his head again and kissed the corners of her eyes, looking at her eyebrows and smiling appearance, he liked it very much, he liked her to smile like this, she smiled, as if all the haze had been dispelled.

He kissed the corners of her eyes, watching her look at him with her eyes sparkling, long eyelashes falling, delicate eyebrows, and a small mouth.

How can there be such a person, every move is what he loves.

He looked at her well-behaved and lovely appearance, and suddenly had an indescribable impulse, and he blindfolded her with his hand, and no longer looked at her, and was not accustomed to the dark, so he wanted to remove his hand.

He suddenly buried his head in her arms, felt the unique fragrance of her body, and then slowly calmed down, looked at the puzzled eyes, didn't say anything, turned around and sat back, then fastened her seat belt, and galloped out.

Yan Cuo suddenly looked at him a little aggrieved, seeing that he was looking intently ahead, his mouth pursed slightly, playing with his fingers, a little absent-minded.

Why did you blindfold yourself just now, because you don't want to look at yourself?

Obviously, he has said that he will not think about it anymore, but his every move can affect himself, he is too easy to affect his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, she doesn't know whether this is good or bad.

The car quickly stopped, and Yan Cuo looked outside, and it was already at the school.

She was still a little depressed, but he didn't say a word, she simply unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car.

Yu Muyang pressed her hand, and his voice had returned to normal, as if it was not himself who had just been silent all the way.

"Yanyan, are you angry?" He grabbed her hand, a little tight, unable to break away, and simply turned around to look out the window.

Yancuo could see the crowd coming and going on campus, but they couldn't see themselves. The glass of the car is one-sided, so I don't care about anything, and I do it recklessly.

He turned her around, lifted her head so that she was at eye level with him, and Yan Cuo looked reluctant, and then saw his eyes that were a little red at the moment.

She was startled, and then looked at his expression of forbearance at the moment, and understood a little.

Her voice became a little stammered, with a bit of distress that she didn't even know, and she slowly spread his hand, interlocking his fingers.

"Actually, I, I can, you don't have to endure so hard." Her voice was weak, but he still caught it all at once, but he didn't move, just cleaned up her messy hair and looked at her sincerely.

"I can't, I can't take your most precious thing so early, I have to let my reason prevail so that I can be sure that I will always be good to you."

Yan Cuo looked at his sincere and sincere appearance, and her heart was mixed, she didn't know whether to be glad that he was such a gentleman, thinking about himself everywhere, or whether she should feel sorry for his forbearance, because she often saw his red eyes.

In the past, she never knew that it was such a happy thing for two people to be together, but now she only knew that she was willing, she was willing.

She is willing to be kissed by him, willing to give him all her precious things.

Because this man is worthy, he is worthy.

Yancuo didn't say anything more, she didn't want to be so unreserved, but she secretly made up her mind that when the time came, she must break his defense.

It's really strange to say that now it's become me who is in a hurry.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Yan Cuo finally lost the battle, she really couldn't resist, he looked at his affectionate eyes.

Her head was empty at the moment, and she was the only one in her heart.

I don't want to care about anything, she only has this boy in her eyes at the moment, and he looks at her clear and affectionate eyes, which are enough for her to give up everything.

She pursed her lips and was about to speak, but he opened the car door and walked out first, stunned for a few seconds, and then quickly got out of the car, his face crimson.

It's so embarrassing, I was so bewitched, and I wanted to give him everything, if it was really a man, this temptation was fatal.

The two got out of the car together and walked towards the campus, and the passing classmates looked at them with envy, and Yan Cuo felt a little proud in his heart.

This is his own boy, and he only has himself in his eyes.

Yu Muyang felt her joy and held her hands tighter, until the palms of both of them were a little sweaty, and they were still reluctant to separate.

At night, the campus was very noisy, and the bustling crowd could be heard everywhere, Yan Cuo saw Su He on the other side of the playground, let go of his hand and wanted to run over.

He grabbed her hand tightly and refused to let go, he was puzzled, looking at him aggrievedly, he seemed to be a little jealous, and he didn't want to see her see others so impatient.

Even if this person is Su He, that won't work.

He wanted to always be the first in her heart.

"Let's go." His voice was muffled, and his expression seemed to carry some accusation.

Yan Cuo still didn't notice it, only thought that he was not happy that he suddenly broke away from his movements, so he whispered a few words of comfort.

"Okay, I just saw that Su He was too excited, and I didn't mean to let go of you."

"You're so excited to see me every day, and you don't see me like this." His voice seemed to be aggrieved, and a pair of bright eyes looked at her, as if accusing her of favoritism.

Yan Cuo reacted at this time, lamenting his sluggishness while being amused by his jealous expression.

"Su He is a girl, you are still jealous." She rubbed his face amusedly, feeling his handsome face change under her hands.

"I don't care anyway, I have to be the first in your heart." He was coquettish to her like a child, and he was quite a bit of a posture of not agreeing not to let go.

"Okay, okay, you're the first, I love you the most, okay?"

"That's pretty much it, let's go." He put away the dog-like expression he had just put away and returned to his usual cold appearance.

Looking up, no one noticed him.

He has always been cold and arrogant in front of outsiders, but he can't let others discover his appearance so quickly.

This side he will only show her alone.