"You're welcome."

The sunset, which was as soft as a flocculent and light gauze like a juan, with a simple and elegant afterglow, reflected on Ling Junxuan's beautiful face, his flower-like lips bent, as if there was starlight shining in his eyes.

"You... Hello. ”

Several little girls full of youthful atmosphere stepped forward timidly, and they looked up at Ling Junxuan's beautiful handsome face, revealing a shy and admiring expression.

Opposite his watery eyes, the white and tender faces of several little girls "soared", and the afterglow of the sunset was far less than the red glow on their faces.

Brushing the floor, they lowered their heads shyly at the same time, and the moist ear beads exposed on the outside of their hair were also dyed with a faint pink halo.

There's no way, not every young bean who is in the flowering season can be calm and calm when facing Ling Junxuan, who is as beautiful as an elf prince, and his face does not change his "color".

Because of his beauty, his elegance, and his noble temperament, the visual impact caused by the girl's spring season is really too big.

To tell the truth, his appearance is more beautiful than most girls, but he can't stand his politeness, and his dignity and elegance are really deeply admired by the girls, so that they can't give birth to the slightest jealousy in him.

He's so good, so good that it's almost perfect.

This kind of him will only make people like him from the bottom of their hearts and get close to him.

Not again.

This thing that often happened to him made Ling Junxuan sigh silently in his heart.

With a flicker of his eyes, he glanced at Loi, who was picking up the wreckage of the mobile phone on the ground, and found that she hadn't paid attention to him at all.

His heart was a little lost.

Turning around, he looked at the little girls in front of him again, and the voice of the voice was gentle, and polite as usual:

"Hello."

As soon as they heard this gentle and elegant voice, several little girls showed shyness, but they could not hide their joyful looks.

"It's... Please accept this. ”

Standing in the middle, the pretty cardamom, blushing like blood, plucked up great courage, and she bravely passed her hands forward, and in the palm of her hand, facing the sunset, was a romantic pink envelope, and a red peach heart was attached to it.

Undoubtedly, this is a love letter.

All of a sudden, next to the love letter, there were two more small gifts carefully prepared for him. It turned out to be two other little girls, who also handed him the gifts of their love at the same time.

To the left of the pink erotica is a beautiful red and blue bag. On the upper left side of the bag, there is a bright red bow fluttering in the wind, which is docked elegantly and beautifully, and the long flying ribbon is particularly eye-catching.

On the right side of the love letter, there is a transparent and bright box, which makes people see at a glance, and the colorful and delicate little cakes inside look very delicious.

Ling Junxuan lowered his eyes quietly, he just wanted to sigh lightly again.

He had just arrived at school, and he was going to face the love gifts from these little girls again, alas...

Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but pay attention to Luo Yi's every move, he wanted to see her reaction, and he also wanted to test whether she really didn't have feelings for him.

He was disappointed by the results, and Luo Yi just lowered his head and carefully examined the wreckage of the phone, and then slowly popped out the card in the phone and put it in his pocket.

A flash of disappointment quickly flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyes to look at the little girls in front of him who were full of expectations, and apologized to them softly:

"I'm sorry."

He smiled kindly, and he was slightly apologetic.

His refusal made several little girls widen their big black eyes at the same time, and they looked at him with disappointment, and their faces as red as apples instantly faded most of their crimson.

With a slight fluster, they seemed to have never thought of his refusal. The three of them stared at each other with big eyes, you look at me, I look at you, they are all a little overwhelmed.

Luo Yi, who has already checked it, doesn't want to stay here anymore, boringly giving them a background board for a confession of love. She chose to leave, went to the bottom of the stairs and took out a broom, and cleaned up the scattered pieces of mobile phones on the ground.

Several pairs of bright big eyes silently exchanged messages with each other, and the final result of the exchange was the little girl with the exquisite bag coming out.

I saw her bite her pink lip, quickly reached out and carefully packed the gifts of the other two into her bag, and then half-bent down and placed the bag in front of Ling Junxuan's straight long legs.

"I'm sorry."

She nodded hurriedly at him, turned and quickly left the encirclement of onlookers.

There is no way, the princely Ling Junxuan, since entering the school, has not only gained the resounding nickname of "school grass", but also gained the hearts of countless bean girls, as well as countless fans and fans.

The position where they were standing at this moment was the center of the encirclement.

The other two girls didn't wait for him to react, they also nodded to him quickly, and quickly turned around and evacuated the encirclement of the onlookers, not giving Ling Junxuan a chance to refuse.

Seeing them flee at the speed of a little white rabbit, Ling Junxuan had to sigh helplessly in the bottom of his heart, and looked at the eyes that were as clear as a flood of autumn water and the countless beautiful eyes of the onlookers.

Soon, they all shy and defeated one by one, and left quickly with their hot faces touched.

Seeing them scattered, Ling Junxuan stopped his gaze on Luo Yi, who had just emptied the garbage.

Luo Yi walked slowly towards him, and when she bent down to pick up the crockpot on the steps, he hurriedly spoke to stop him:

"I'll come."

Taking a step forward, Ling Junxuan preemptively lifted the two dark brown crockpots:

"Roy, it's my job."

His eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he smiled at the splendor between his lips and teeth.

"Let's go, I'll help you get your things up."

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