Yun Peihan looked 'puzzled'.

Luoxun shook his head helplessly, and used a towel to brush his hair that had not yet dried.

It seems to be a little long.

After thinking about it for a while, it's been almost three months since the last time my long hair was cut short.

Now this length can be tied into a half ball.

After putting the towel in the bathroom, Luoxun changed his slippers into white board shoes, and then took his mobile phone, mask and student electronic card, "Yun Xiaohan, I'll go out." ”

Yun Peihan, who was peeling grapes and eating: "Hulahuhan: "Huh? Where are you going? ”

Luoxun's eyes flashed, "Something." ”

Turning around, he just turned the doorknob, looked back and said, "You can solve the dinner yourself." ”

Yun Peihan had two big grapes in his mouth, chirp, chirp.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, he reacted, and muttered in a low voice, "God is mysterious, go to a tryst?" ”

......

After going downstairs, Luo Xun didn't call Xiao Chen.

With intuition, I came all the way to the corner of the west gate of the school.

During the last military training, one morning, when Xiao Chen brought her breakfast, he parked the car in this position.

Sure enough, as soon as I went out, I saw a low-key black Aston Martin, parked not far away.

Luo Xun was just about to walk over, when he caught a glimpse of the wall at the entrance of the campus.

The man's graceful figure reclined there, under the white cap, and the corners of his delicate eyes rose slightly.

One toe was halfway up, and a cigarette was in his hand, but he didn't smoke it.

Tilting his head, his gaze following somewhere.

That look, detached and rebellious, lazy and evil, charming and crazy.

The eyes are cold but delicate, and the corners of the lips have a graceful curvature.

It's indescribable, it's beautiful.

This man is really discharging all the time.

Rao has seen a large number of beautiful men, and he was also fascinated by the men in his sight at the moment.

He was born with capital to look up to.

There was almost no hesitation in his footsteps, and he ran directly towards the man.

Then, she dragged the man by the wrist and pulled him between the two high walls.

It's a dead end, there are no cameras, and no one is going to pay attention to it.

Luo Xun was just about to let go of his hand, but his little hand was suddenly wrapped in a big palm.

Leaned over and fell into the embrace with a cold fragrance.

Her arms were wrapped around the man's waist.

There was a faint fragrance from the nose after the girl washed her hair.

Damn good smell.

A muffled voice sounded above Luoxun's head, "Don't blow dry your hair?" ”

Luo Xun nuns.

Can she say that as soon as she took a shower, she was called over to look at her back, and then she didn't have time to blow it at all?

"It's better to do it naturally."

Now that it's hot, short hair like hers will dry out quickly.

Luo Xun pulled down half of the mask on his face and raised his little face, "Hmm, are you feeling better?" ”

The man did not answer, and squatted down in a slender figure.

The gaze is level with the little girl's knees.

The wrist was raised, gently covering her injured position, and her voice was full of self-reproach, "Does it hurt?" ”

When he woke up this morning, Qin Huanzhi was beside him, babbling about the situation last night.

He finally learned that the little girl had seen him lying in a pool of blood and unconscious, and in a panic, she fell to her knees on the ground strewn with shards of glass.

Hurt my knee.

But, the wound has already been treated.

Qin Huanzhi told him not to worry.

However, it hurt the little girl, and it hurt in his heart.

"It doesn't hurt."

She wanted to pull someone up.

Helpless, didn't pull.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore, I have a strong ability to heal myself!"

Even when you just run too fast, there will be a trace of numbness.

Out of the way.

"Hard-mouthed."

When the glass is pierced into the flesh, how can it not hurt?

It's not invincible.

The fingertips caressed, reluctant to retreat.

Would love to be injured instead of her.

The breeze blew and lifted the red plaid skirt.

Dazzlingly beautiful.

Xiao Chen's face darkened, got up, and hooked the little girl's chin, "In the future, don't wear this kind of skirt." ”