I was still thinking that there was something wrong with this person, but suddenly I saw that the young man in front of me was holding his extremely precious hand in his arms, as if he was holding some unique treasure in the world, and he wrote carefully stroke by stroke, so he thought about it, he was just joking, and he was a little funny about what he was thinking about with him.

It's like standing under the cypress tree after the sun has just rained, and the raindrops left on the leaves inadvertently drip between your eyebrows, cold and cold, just like his hands.

He was unintentional, falling between your eyebrows, wanting to see your reaction, wanting to see you jumping up in the cold, but he couldn't help his appearance. However, what is hidden under this trick is also the idea that I really want to get close to you and want to get close to you, and there is no bad intention.

She didn't hate the good-looking boy in front of her, after all, this boy had helped her hide the cat at the beginning, and she also knew that he kept teasing her like this just to get close to her.

Forget it, he hasn't been out of the yard much since he was a child, and he doesn't have any friends, so if he wants to get up, let's come.

As long as...... As long as he can survive until the end, when he opens his heart to him, and he doesn't hate her, then ...... They're friends.

The girl's expression softened in an instant, and she also looked down at him seriously, the young man's fingers gently crossed the girl's palm, and the slight feeling of touching was like a butterfly kissing the palm of her hand, and there was some indescribable crispy and numb itching.

The boy endured to write a good stroke, and the girl endured to make out the handwriting.

This itch seems to go all the way to the throat along the palm, and I don't feel it seriously when I just write, until I come back to my senses at this time, I feel that my throat is a little dry, and I subconsciously want to swallow a mouthful of saliva to moisten my throat.

But unconsciously saw the girl in front of him who was carefully recognizing the handwriting, and suddenly felt that if he swallowed it, he would disturb her, and it would also be an abrupt beauty.

What's more, the person in front of him is so elegant, Su Bo'an wrote, slightly drooping his eyelashes, the black pressed eyelashes covered the deep black under the eyes, cast a little shadow on the lower eyelids, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, drawing a little tempting arc.

The appearance of the young man is more and more handsome, and the more ...... Charm. The raised eyetails made the boy a little less flamboyant and sunny, and a little more evil spirit.

Su Poan sat with his back to the Empress Dowager Shen, and the Empress Dowager Shen could only see Shen Weizhen's face, and none of the maids dared to look up more. No one in the room noticed him, and no one appreciated the slightly wicked and seductive face.

And the faint dryness between the throats, slowly going up, seems to have climbed to the cheeks. His cheeks suddenly heated slightly, and his hand that was clenching his fist and writing couldn't help but clench a little more, and the protruding sleek bones on his hand became more and more obvious.

He wanted to blush just by shaking the girl's hand!

Su Boan was a little embarrassed and wanted to throw away the slippery tenderness in his hand, but he was reluctant......

Shen Weizhen was still reading when he saw his hand stop, hanging on her palm, a little puzzled: "Finished writing?" ”

A sentence woke up the dreamer, "It's not finished yet, right away, do you recognize it?" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, but fortunately, he regained his clear voice after saying two words. His face was still silent, forcing himself to suppress the changes in his eyebrows and eyes and return to his original appearance.

After writing a few strokes, Su Po'an's palm was slightly sweaty, and his other hand suddenly didn't want to let go of the softness in his hand, but Shen Weizhen gently withdrew his hand, and Su Po'an still let go of his hand.

Su Boan put his hand to the side of his body, and couldn't help curling up slightly, nostalgic for the feeling just now.

immediately scolded herself for being unproductive, I haven't seen any beauty for so many years, this is just a stinky girl.

Su Bo'an returned to his cynical appearance and handed over his hand to Shen Weizhen and said, "What are the words of Sister Zhen's name, might as well write it?" ”

Shen Weizhen took out a handkerchief and put it in the palm of his hand and ignored his suggestion, but just spoke: "It's Wei Zhen of 'Wang Guokesheng, Wei Zhou Zhizhen, Jiji Duoshi, Wen Wang Yining'. ”

Su Bo'an didn't feel embarrassed, put down his hand and smiled: "Sister Zhen's name is really nice." ”

Shen Weizhen nodded: "It was my aunt who got the name......

Before she finished speaking, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and she said what she was doing with a good attitude.