"Then don't go." Shen Qingqiu was extremely insecure and whispered.

"Okay." Jun Demon Moon hugged him tightly.

The boy was wearing a blue sportswear, looking very refreshing, with short and soft black hair, a fair face, and delicate facial features. It's a very beautiful place to look at.

is worthy of being the target of her strategy.

Jun Demon Yue can't deny that she is very persistent about skin, if it is not the person she likes, she will not look at the rest of the things that are not good-looking.

However, if it is a very cute person, she is acceptable.

For example, like Ah Yu and Shen Qingqiu, she likes it quite a bit, but... It's only going to be likes.

People like her are not worthy of feelings, and they can't even show their sincerity, so how can they let others show their true love for themselves.

Shen Qingqiu looked unusually well-behaved and beautiful when he was asleep, Jun Demon Yue looked at it for a while, and gently kissed him on the forehead.

May all the good things happen to you, and I will always be with you.

Liking a person is like a chronic poison, at the beginning, it doesn't matter, and when you find out that you have sunk, you can't be helped.

Jun Demon Moon is Shen Qingqiu's poison.

Song Huan looked at the two people hugging each other in the attic expressionlessly, the picture was so beautiful, but his heart was extremely painful.

Obviously, it is only a little bit away, this person is his, and he can also hold Yan Li unscrupulously, but unfortunately it is impossible to miss a thought.

Yan Li won't like him anymore, for Yan Li, Song Huan is just a boy he liked before, but Yan Li's meaning to himself is different.

Song Huan has liked Yan Li since he was very young, the first time he and Yan Li met, it was a summer day, and he slept in the summer heat, but he had no intention of sleeping, so he ran to the park to play.

Song Huan met a little beauty in the park at that time, she was sitting alone on the swing, slowly pushing herself, her expression was indifferent, as if she was thinking about something.

He didn't know why, so he just ran over.

"Don't you need me to push you." Song Huan smiled at her.

The little beauty was stunned, and then nodded lightly: "If... If you want. ”

Song Huan pushed the swing heavily, the swing frame crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the little beauty closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being off the ground.

"The swing has to be pushed higher to be fun." Song Huan laughed.

"Thank you, you're so nice." The little beauty said very seriously.

"No, no, I just think you're good-looking and want to help you." Song Huan doesn't like the good guy card at all.

"Oh, my name is Yan Li." The little beauty said word by word, as if she wanted to engrave him into her heart.

"My name is Song Huan, Happy Huan." Song Huan laughed and said, "Hurry up and go home, your family should be worried." ”

The little beauty realized that she and Song Huan had been playing for an afternoon, and she shook her head indifferently: "I don't go back to see those stinky things, they won't worry about me, they only care about that nasty guy, I'm just a foil." ”

The little child's words have revealed a strong sense of malice and hatred.

"To be honest, sometimes I really want to kill her." The little beauty smiled, "But my sister is also innocent, what can I do, I can only survive until they die." ”

"Don't be sad, I can accompany you in the future." The little boy said seriously after taking the oath.