Chapter Seventy-Nine: Obsessively Watching Down

If all the things in her previous life made Xue Qing'er bruised, then in this life, she seems to be destined to be hurt by the handsome boy in front of her.

The mist enveloped her bright eyes again, and her eyes couldn't stop being moist.

"Ouch!"

Wan Xin didn't hold it steady and fell out from behind the wall.

She threw herself hard and shouted loudly.

Xue Qing'er was held by her and brought out.

Li Chengbin's eyes looked over there gloomily, those two familiar people, those two were no longer the former classmates who looked young at the beginning.

When he saw Xue Qing'er leaning down and asking how Wan Xin was, his eyes softened a little.

"Cousin, haha, sure enough, there are girls peeping at you, look, I have blown it up! Ha ha! Zhai Meng was also disturbed by the sound and looked at Xue Qing'er and them.

"It's okay, it's just, ouch, my waist seems to be twisted!" Wan Xin felt very unlucky, and she had to join in the fun if she couldn't fight with her eight poles, but now it's good, she is injured, but the injury is so unworthy.

She crossed her waist with one hand and grinned at the same time, constantly making "hiss" sounds from her mouth.

"I'll help you go!" Xue Qing'er couldn't care about the embarrassment, put Wan Xin's arm on her own shoulder, and the two of them limped towards the main entrance of the girls' dormitory.

When Xue Qing'er came over, Li Chengbin kept looking at her, he felt that her body seemed to have a golden light of its own, how to look at it and feel beautiful.

This kind of beauty makes him can't help but want to keep watching, for the rest of his life, obsessively.

As she passed by his, she raised her eyes to meet his dark and affectionate eyes.

Her eyes quickly lowered, and with Wan Xin's groaning sound, she gradually disappeared into the door of the dormitory building.

"Haha, cousin, this is so funny! Such an elegant girl always walks with such a naughty girl, this picture is so interesting and interesting! Zhai Meng covered his mouth with a hand as white and tender as an onion root, and giggled.

But her smile didn't infect him again, and something seemed to be shining in his eyes. His eyes were slightly red, a little reluctant, and some wanted to rush up to help her share the burden, however, he just stood there, and could not do anything, nothing.

She looked at him with a look in his eyes, was she so afraid of him?

Seeing that his cousin, who had always been cold, suddenly had such a strange expression, Zhai Meng's hand shook in front of his eyes, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he shook it again: "She is far away, cousin, do you like ......"

Before the word "she" could be spoken, a voice was heard, "Go back!" "It came out of his vocal cords.

He was a little tired, and one hand was raised, pinching the center of his brow, which he had been frowning. I remembered the moment when she had just fallen from behind the wall.

In fact, the moment he saw her just now, he was amazed and liked it.

However, it seems that there is a deep ditch between him and her, and it cannot be crossed.

Zhai Meng stopped his mouth in amusement, waved at Li Chengbin, and walked in with a jump.

Looking up at the lights in the girls' dormitory, Li Chengbin left lonely with the glory of the night.

He went back to the dormitory, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep. He got up, sat down at his desk, turned on the lamp, took out a piece of stationery, rested the tip of the pen on it, and began to write.

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