Chapter 8 Have You Plastic Surgery?
The dragonfly touches the water, and it is divided at the touch of a button.
It's normal to kiss separately.
Then he turned his head and ran away shyly with his face covered.
Leaving Qin Jingcheng, who was stunned, standing in place.
Raising his hand, he touched the place where she had just kissed, and then touched the other side, and a touch of irritability crossed between his eyebrows.
Staring at her distant back, his eyes fell on the faint snow white on her waist, and his eyes sank suddenly.
This school uniform ......
For some reason, I remembered the image of her sitting on the bed and wiping her body lotion that night, and suddenly felt a little dry and tight in my throat.
Qin Yunyu knew that the man behind her was observing her, so the running posture was all well thought-out, not seeking moderation, only beauty.
After turning a corner, after cutting off the man's sight, the innocent smile on his face disappeared in an instant.
He took off his black-rimmed glasses, sneered, and stuffed them into his bag.
Then he took down the black backpack he was carrying behind him, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, pretending to be a good girl or something, it was really not fun.
Carrying the bag with one hand, he threw it casually on his shoulder, and inserted the other hand into the silk from his forehead, and lifted the long roll back, and the breeze blew, revealing the face that charmed all beings.
Radiant and sultry.
The dormitory of the Imperial Capital Chinese Art Institute is a four-person room, and Qin Xunyu usually lives and goes home on weekends.
According to the memory of the original owner, I found the dormitory number.
The door was open, and there was a skinny little girl sitting inside, and Qin Xun's heart softened.
This is the feeling of the original owner, because the thin ugly duckling Tang Jianing in it is the same table of the original owner in high school for three years, and he was admitted to the same school, the same class, and the same dormitory in college.
Tang Jianing is the only confidant friend of the original owner.
Qin Yunyu has never had a friend, so this friend of the original owner is still quite fresh.
Leaning on the doorframe, he flexed his green fingers and knocked on the door.
Tang Jianing turned his head, the tomboy type, sallow skin, thin cheeks, small eyes, and a little small nose, not good-looking, but also clear eyebrows.
When he saw a bewitching beauty on the oblique chair next to the door of the dormitory, Tang Jianing was stunned and said, "Classmate, who are you looking for?" ”
Qin Xunyu, "......"
Straight long legs stepped in, and a schoolbag smashed on her head, "It's me." ”
Tang Jianing was stunned for two seconds, this voice is so familiar, a bit like Xunjun, look at that face carefully......
Tang Jianing's myopic glasses were shocked, "Huhan?!" ”
Qin Yunyu clasped her hands around her chest, her chin raised slightly, like a queen standing tall, "Uh-huh, it's not who I am." ”
"Oh my God, you've had plastic surgery?! I don't even recognize you! ”
Qin Xunyu, "......"
"I think your face needs to be groomed even more." I just changed my style and took off my glasses, but the change wasn't that big, right?