He had just finished taking a shower and his hair hadn't been blown yet, and it was a little wet on his head, and his bangs were gone, and they were all brushed back.

The exposed facial features are delicate and beautiful, the eyebrows are not thick or light, the lips are redder, the skin is cold and white, the chin is pointed, and every curvature is just right.

When others took a look, they couldn't help but praise it for being good-looking.

Bai Nuan stared at his face for two seconds, and always felt that he could see him when he grew up, and when he grew up, he should be more handsome than now.

After thinking about it, she felt that the time was very long, and there was a little ...... Tough.

However, if there is an Anyang by your side, it seems to be ...... It's not that hard anymore.

"Bend over." She opened her mouth nonchalantly, as if to say what she was eating today, and he smiled and bent over to her.

Facing her sideways, wanting a kiss.

But Bai Nuan reached out and pinched his chin, turned his face over, and pecked him lightly on the lips.

……

It was another repetitive process, Bai Nuan took a paper to plug Anyang's nose, and glanced at him with some sympathy.

This is just a kiss on the mouth, how should I live after this...... Or else...... Just come a few more times, and you should be fine when you get acquainted with it.

Anyang didn't know what Bai Nuan was thinking at all, only that he was sitting here now, and his mind was confused.

White heating kitchen for cooking.

Her cooking skills are average, not as good as Anyang, Anyang used to do it, and her stomach was nourished a lot, and now she suddenly ate a bite of her own cooking, and there was a kind of white warmth...... Indescribable feeling.

I really wanted to pull the tired Anyang over, ignore his bleeding nose, and let him cook.

But this kind of heart-wrenching thing, Bai Nuan just thought about it for a while, and did not put it into practice.

After eating a few chopsticks by myself, I gradually got used to it.

After the meal, Bai Nuan set the alarm clock and pushed the person into the room: "You can sleep for two hours, and after two hours, I will call you." ”

Without waiting for An Yang to send out an invitation to sleep together, she simply closed the door with a "clang-" sound.

Only An Yang was left standing in the room, looking at the closed door, turning his head and falling on the bed, his face covered in the quilt, and laughing in a low voice.

He's so happy now.

People who feel unusually happy sleep in bed for more than an hour, and then pull their clothes and pose.

But Bai Nuan didn't go in, only knocked on the door, called him a few words, and went to work on himself.

Anyang could only get up.

The afternoon competition is the high jump.

When Bai Nuan went with Anyang, they were laying out the mat, and the referee was testing the height of the pole.

As soon as everyone saw Bai Nuan and An Yang, they laughed, with a playful and gossipy look in their eyes.

Bai Nuan ignored it and sat down with An Yang on the side.

She is a special guest classmate with a red card and has a seat.

Bai Nuan didn't sit down, pressed An Yang up, took out his mobile phone, pulled the video of Anyang to the technical essentials of high jump, clicked play, stuffed it into his hand, and opened his mouth lightly: "Take a good look, pay attention to it for a while." ”

Fortunately, she usually took him for a morning run, otherwise, his leg would definitely be sore and sore now.

An Yang was forced to watch the video helplessly, and Bai Nuan leaned next to him, casually spreading his eyes.

The two of them obviously seem to be people who can't be beaten by eight poles, but they just log on like this, you say that fate is not coincidental.