Xia Yu looked at the staircase, the young man leaning against the wall, his hands in his pockets at random, one leg bent loosely, shaking gently.

He lowered his eyes, the orange light sprinkled on his face, soft, illuminating the side of his face extraordinarily brightly, and his lips were slightly red.

Smoke between fingertips, sparks, and misty smoke wafted out.

He didn't know what he was looking at, the expression on his face was still faint, and when he raised his hand slightly, he put the cigarette in his mouth, and seemed to see a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Raising his eyes, Xia Yu, who was holding the garbage, came into view, staring at him, a little dazed.

He took a puff of his cigarette and exhaled it lightly, the smoke lingering on his face, enveloping his entire face, hazy.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and it looked sexier and more charming.

Xia Yu almost didn't hold the garbage in her hand steadily, and when she was about to slide down, she hurriedly grabbed it, and the mouth of the bag was steady, but the sound of her heartbeat jumped at the empty and quiet staircase.

She pursed her lips and paused for a few seconds before stepping down.

At this time, He Yi'an also retracted his feet, stood up straight, and seemed to restrain his laziness a little, and he clamped the cigarette in his hand tightly.

"You...... Are you waiting for me? Xia Yu's voice trembled, and the soft and soft tone was unusually loud at the quiet entrance of the building.

There was a hint of tentativeness in the tone, a hint of caution.

The mouth of the bag in his hand couldn't help but clench a little, and his white fingers scratched a little twisted and pale on the black bag.

He Yi'an didn't speak, glanced at her lightly, and went downstairs one step ahead of her.

In the cold light, the slender and upright figure was particularly prominent, her eyes kept chasing him, gritting her teeth, and following him, not far away.

And he walked unhurriedly, as if he was waiting for her.

In the past, she followed him every time with her cheeks, but today, it's a little different.

When I saw him standing at the top of the stairs, the place in my heart seemed to collapse in an instant.

It's softer, it's warmer.

And he, as for whether he is waiting for her or not, it doesn't seem to matter, the important thing is that he is there, just do it.

She looked at him with warmth in her eyes.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to warm up.

She hurried to the basketball court, threw the garbage in the bucket, and hurried back behind him, her thin figure jumping around like a child.

He still has a smile on his face.

He Yi'an paused at the intersection of the boulevards, and put his eyes on her, his eyes softened, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he vaguely smiled, but it was fleeting.

As soon as she turned, he reverted to his indifferent appearance.

He stepped forward to the parking area, unlocked the mountain bike, and as soon as he pulled it out, she followed behind him, still smiling on her lips.

She neatly pulled the bicycle out, grabbed it on the handle, and before she could raise her face, He Yi'an snorted and galloped forward.

She followed.

The fragrance of magnolia flowers at night on the campus seems to be more fragrant, and you can smell the fragrance from afar, and when the wind blows, the fragrance of flowers enters the nose, and the whole person is refreshed.

The street lamps on the boulevard lit up one by one, illuminating the road exceptionally brightly, and sprinkling it on the body like a layer of soft light.

There was silence in the air for a long time, and only the sound of the wind was in my ears.

Xia Yu couldn't hold back her desire to talk to him, stepped on it a few times, and the car slowly approached He Yi'an.

His expression was faint, facing the wind, his broken hair was floating in the air, his full forehead was getting whiter and whiter under the light, his lips were slightly pursed, a little red, and his handsome side face made her more and more fascinated.

"Why haven't you gone back today?" Xia Yu asked.

The voice was soft, a little soft, and the wind blew into my ears.

It may be that she is used to being cold when she speaks, and she didn't pay attention when she just opened her mouth, and she was a little cold when she spit out her words, but it sounded more crisp and comfortable.

He Yi moved with peace of mind, his dark pupils closed slightly, and he opened his eyes in an instant, his emotions were covered in his eyes, and then he said lightly: "Something." ”

He tilted his head slightly, glanced lightly at the man riding beside him, and paused before quickly looking away.

The breeze blew on her face, her fair cheeks flushed, and her eyebrows and eyes faintly showed a shallow smile.

Seems to be in a good mood.

"What's the matter? Didn't you make an appointment with basketball today? Xia Yu knew his whereabouts well, and she had a vague feeling in her heart that he was waiting for her.

At the thought of this possibility, the hope in his heart swelled up, and his eyes were fixed on him.

He Yi'an froze for a while, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Xia Yu didn't urge, he followed quietly beside him, approaching him from time to time, and the touch of nothingness made people's hearts a little confused.

He Yi'an's lips were almost pursed into a line and he didn't make a sound, and when he was about to pass through the noisy street, Xia Yu asked again.

"You're in charge of everything?" His thin lips opened slightly, and he replied in a somewhat nonchalant tone.

Xia Yu chuckled lightly and raised a smile at him, his voice was sweet, "yes, haven't you always been like this?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two galloped into another intersection, the street was full of pedestrians, traffic, and it happened to be rush hour, a little blocked.

All of a sudden there was silence again.

It wasn't until some distance had passed that the noise slowly faded away.

"Don't think too much, it's nothing." He Yi'an knew what she was thinking, but deep down he felt strange, he couldn't figure out what the situation was, and he was silent for a few seconds before he gently spit out this sentence.

The pedal movement couldn't help but be faster, as if he didn't want to continue this boring conversation.

But Xia Yu stared at his back and suddenly laughed, and a sound sounded in his chest, like the sound of fireworks blooming in the sky.

She didn't believe it.

Her instincts weren't wrong, and he was trying to get close to her.

This is very different from the feeling in normal times, how can she be wrong with such a strong sense of perception.

She followed him, looking at the figure, occasionally couldn't help but lose her mind, sitting upright, her waist straight, her thin waist looming in the light of the light under the loose T-shirt.

She had seen it once, but it was only a little exposed, and a hurried glance was not enough to satisfy her heart's desire.

Subconsciously licked his lower lip, slowly down from his waist, his slender legs were wrapped in clothes, revealing an ascetic atmosphere, and the white ankles, like the carved artwork, made people fall in love at a glance, exquisite and beautiful.

With a "bang", Xia Yu's wheel accidentally pressed against the stone on the road, which was a bit big, and the front of the car jumped up sharply when the wheel passed, and this sudden change brought back her thoughts, and she quickly clenched it, so that the car did not fall to the side of the road.

A false alarm.

After Xia Yu stabilized the front of the car, she felt a cold sweat on her forehead, she raised her hand to wipe it, and then cast her eyes forward, seeing that He Yi'an was not unusual, as if she didn't know what was happening behind.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her gaze couldn't help but drift back to the place where she was just now, no matter how frightened she was, she couldn't stop her fantasies about him.

Suddenly she felt a little dry in her mouth, and she couldn't relieve it with a few movements of her throat.

An idea suddenly appeared in my mind, and I hadn't figured out whether to implement it or not, but the movement under my feet had already accelerated.

Stopping in front of He Yi'an, she was still a little confused, but she quickly reacted, and her hands were propped up on the basket, blocking his way, and he was forced to stop.

He Yi'an raised his eyes, his eyebrows moved, his eyes were level, and he fell on her for a while and then moved away, "What are you doing?" ”

A white and delicate hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, and he looked at its owner, only to see her face up, the whole person was shrouded in darkness, and the place where she was standing was next to a tree, and the light was dim.

But he could still see her face clearly, small and delicate, and her eyes were shining brightly.

But I heard her say, "I am thirsty, and I lend me your water to drink." ”

His body froze for a moment, as if he had a delusion, but her face was extraordinarily serious.

"There's a commissary." He looked away coldly, ready to go around her and move forward.

Before she could exert her strength, Xia Yu pressed her whole body on the basket, in a lying position, she blinked gently, looking innocent and innocent.

The dark pupils are full of smiles, intentionally or unintentionally emitting seductive light, and the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned, revealing a seductive charm.

The lips are slightly pursed, red and moist, like a blooming flower, which is delicate and gorgeous, attracting people's picking.

He Yi'an didn't feel that he wanted to stay away, his body had moved back a little, and he kept a distance from her.

He always knew that she would always change tricks to make him "succumb".

"It's a long way to the commissary now, I'm so thirsty now, if you have it in your bag, give me a sip first, don't be so stingy." Xia Yu's tone of speech became softer and softer, and every sentence had a tone particle, which was even more coquettish.

But the person in front of him was unmoved, pursed his lips to look at her, his expression was indifferent, but the silent dry well under his eyes seemed to fluctuate a little.

"You can go back to the other street and buy it."

"It's too far, I'm rushing home."

"Then you can go back quickly and have water to drink."

Xia Yu slowly approached, stubbornly staring at the backpack hanging on his chest, which was bulging, and she knew that it was water.

"I don't want it, I'm going to die of thirst now." As she spoke, she leaned forward, and the two of them got closer and closer, so close that they seemed to feel each other's breath.

The breeze blew, blowing Xia Yu's long hair up, and a few long hairs moved forward unconsciously, gently falling on He Yi'an's chest, grinding against his neck, itchy.

With a little puff pastry.

He lowered his eyes and turned sideways, but the strand of hair persistently followed his movements, and inadvertently fell into the neckline, as if something was scratching, and it itched even more.

He couldn't move, and if he moved again, he would go in more, and he froze.

Her warm breath was immediately sprayed on his face, softly taking one sip after another, and the fragrance on her body also came to her nose, although it smelled good and comfortable.

But the distance was very close, and he couldn't help but hold his breath and look at her quietly.

She does everything as a matter of course.

The invisible is forcing him.

Xia Yu stopped suddenly, blinked at him, his eyes were shining with a clean and clear light, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that the water light inside was about to overflow, and it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.