Xiang Yang walked behind Wen Wen and gently rubbed his hands a few times.

His fingers warmed up a little, and he covered his warm eyes with both hands.

The fingers are white and slender, and the face under the fingers becomes more and more exquisite.

"Guess who I am?" Xiang Yang raised his voice and let out a thin, slightly sharp sound.

"I guess you're Grandpa Yang, right?" Warmth let the hands cover his eyes, and said cooperatively, of course, if you can ignore the playfulness in the words.

"Begging, guessing wrong, come again?" After Xiang Yang heard the warm answer, he was stunned, lowered his voice slightly, and changed his tone.

"Oh, that's definitely the old king next door to my house? Isn't it Big Brother Wang? "Warm is still very cooperative.

After saying that, I couldn't hold back the laughter at all.

"Hahahaha, it's funny."

Leaving Xiang Yang messy in the wind.

Letting go of the warm eyes, the warmth said: It feels good to see the light again.

There were more and more people in the dining hall, and the two looked at each other and smiled, putting away their thoughts of fighting.

Xiang Yang sat on the opposite side of the warmth, and as soon as he sat down, he saw the upgraded beef ramen on the table.

Good-looking brows furrowed slightly.

Reaching over, he pulled up the warm hand on the table.

Carefully examined.

"It's all red, and it's all hot for you, you shouldn't do this kind of thing, does it hurt?" Xiang Yang rubbed his warm hand, which was only a little red mark, and his tone was obviously distressed.

"Brother Yang, this is too exaggerated, it's a little red~" Wen Wen looked at Xiang Yang's distressed expression, and subconsciously pursed his lips.

"You, I feel sorry for you, this kind of thing should come to me in the future, obedient." Xiang Yang's tone was doting, like coaxing a disobedient child.

"I really should record your current expression and let others see it, this is the flower of Kaolin, an ice beauty that can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed~" muttered in a warm mouth, but her eyes with a smile obviously betrayed her truest thoughts.

"My girlfriend is just a pet, I'm happy, okay, eat, after dinner, we'll go to the library to review." Xiang Yang heard the warm chirp, and what returned the warmth was a doting smile.

The blood tank of the warm classmates is empty.

One hit kills.

Eating the upgraded version of beef ramen, Xiang Yang didn't ask the slightest question, or question.

Warmth didn't ask Xiang Yang any different questions about ramen.

Maybe it's ~habit~.

……

The noon sun is still not dazzling, not strong, still mixed with warm golden light and softness, the breeze blows through the tree trunks, with the golden plating edges, a piece of time is quiet.

On the third floor of the library, Xiang Yang held a small head on his slender fingers.

The second time.

Xiang Yang was doing a profound self-examination in his heart at this time.

Is your voice too much like a lullaby? Or is it too boring to lecture on your own?

Wake her up?

Let her continue to sleep for a while?

Shake awake? Sleep?

Xiang Yang was constantly entangled between the two choices.

Finally, the conclusion was reached.

It's 14:35, give her another five minutes, let her rest for five minutes, and definitely wake her up.

My girlfriend is just good-looking, and the more I look at it, the better it looks.

Xiang Yang looked at the little head sleeping sweetly on his palm and smiled dotingly.

Everything is fine, but the arm is a little sore.

Then he gently changed his position, afraid of waking up the warmth of his sleep, so he found an angle to prop his arm on the table.

Five minutes have passed, well, the girl may not have slept well yesterday, she slept so soundly, let her sleep for another five minutes, the last five minutes.

Five minutes later, five minutes later, until 14:57, when the person in the seat next to him got up, moved the chair and made a slightly harsh sound.

Wen Wen shook his head and slowly woke up.

Subconsciously raised the back of his hand and wiped the corner of his lips.

Then in the next second, he found that his head was pillowed on Xiang Yang's palm.

Xiang Yang slowly withdrew his arm, because it was a long time, there was a clear soreness in his arm.

The arm was withdrawn, and after hanging down, under the cover of the table, he gently pinched the sore arm with his other hand.

Of course, this action did not escape at all, and I have been watching the warmth of his movements.

was about to say something, but after seeing Xiang Yang's smile, he stopped his unspoken words.

Some people have their eyes hidden in the entire starry sky.

Xiang Yang's eyes are.

Warmth saw the starlight in Xiang Yang's eyes, and he lost his mind in a smile full of happiness.

Xiang Yang reached out and rubbed his warm hair.

"Sleep for a while, rest enough, and learn English for a while, okay?" The voice was low and cold, but with just the right temperature, and the tone was obviously like coaxing a child who was sick and didn't take medicine well.

"Okay." Originally, a thousand sentences, 10,000 sentences of complaining and tricking could not be said, and turned into a good word.

"Come, let's do this reading comprehension first, the first step, a cursory look at the article, the second step, take a look at the question again, the third step, we bring the question to the article to find the answer, and then ......"

Xiang Yang turned a new page of the fourth-level test paper reading comprehension and began to carefully explain the key points of the question.

One of the two spoke seriously, the other listened hard, listened carefully, cooperated more tacitly, and the efficiency was relatively improved.

Until......

"What a coincidence, warmth~" The soft and crisp voice stopped the two from exploring and learning at a deeper level.

"What a coincidence, Ding Ding~" Wen Wen pulled his head out of the sea of questions and saw the owner of the voice.

A friendly hello.

"I thought I was wrong just now, I only saw half of your body, your head was still low, and I couldn't see it clearly." Li Dingding sat across from the two.

"Are you alone? Where's your home? Wen Wen looked around Li Dingding and found no one else.

"I went to the reading room to borrow a book, and I came out first to occupy a seat, and I happened to see you." Li Dingding pointed in the direction of the reading room and replied.

"Oh, that's right." Wen Wen smiled and nodded, indicating understanding.

After chatting for a while, Li Dingding said goodbye very interestingly and went to other seats.

After Li Dingding left, he warmly glanced at Xiang Yang, who had been treating Li Dingding as air just now.

"Why didn't you just say a word?" Warm, hold your cheeks with your palms.

"There's already someone at home in charge of the reception." Xiang Yang flipped a page of the book and replied.

"Oh, why don't you have a smile at all." Nuan continued to ask with his cheeks on his cheeks, his eyes unblinking.

Xiang Yang flipped through the fingers of the book, raised his head, and looked warm.

"My joys and sorrows, my smiles, my sorrows, are all yours, just yours." Xiang Yang paused word by word, and his eyes were as deep as a whirlpool.

Leave it to you, and you can't extricate yourself.