Yes, it must be her, it must be the single cutie on the top floor of the sixth floor. The fifth floor is a pair of old people, and the hostess on the fourth floor looks tacky, so there shouldn't be such a bold and outrageous ......

The young cutie is tall, with a melon seed face, long hair tied behind her back, big and charming eyes, a kind of seductive taste in her eyes, a small and moving mouth, a cherry mouth outlining a perfect arc, with a delicate face, and an impeccable figure.

But she's cool, always smiling, cold and mysterious, doesn't seem to have a set time to work, and, unlike the average woman who likes high heels, she's always in leather boots or sneakers, going up and down the stairs quietly.

There is also an obvious feature, Song Yang found that she seems to like to wear black, black coat, black trousers, and black boots in winter, as if she is a young woman who has just died of her husband. In the spring, it is a black cropped leather vest and black leggings......

In the same way, her expression is always cold, and her gaze is like a winter wind blowing over, making you feel cold on your back.

Absolute black beauty!

In the corridor, Song Yang met many times and accosted her once, she didn't pay attention to it, Song Yang didn't care, the so-called victory is not arrogant or discouraged, and she always gives her a warm smile when she sees it.

She was still cold, not saying a word, and she didn't even want him to know her name!

Hard work pays off. One day, I met a postman delivering express mail downstairs, one from Song Yang, and one from the sixth floor. Song Yang accosted the young postman and learned her name from the EMS address bar, Mu Yuhan.

It's a nice name, a beautiful name, but it's also cold, no wonder the expression is always a cold iceberg.

Song Yang is a night owl, once, writing at two o'clock at night was stuck, and he turned off the light and meditated in the small living room.

I heard the slight sound of going upstairs outside, and when I approached the cat's eye on the door, I saw that it was her, dressed in black night walking, and came back......

It won't be an escort, right, it's not like ah, is there such a beautiful escort girl?

In addition to the Golden Phoenix, it is a top KTV club known as having the most beautiful women in Jinling!

……

Song Yang's fingers gently caressed the silky texture, as if they were caressing a woman's body.

"It's going to be hers."

Song Yang muttered, stretched his neck, and looked around on the balcony, wanting to see whose balcony also had underwear of the same color, if there was, this one would find the owner, but unfortunately, I didn't find any underwear of the same color hanging on the balcony.

In this way, it is better not to return things to their original owners.

Facing the bright sun, he held the strip of cloth under his nose and sniffed lightly, a faint fragrance penetrated into his heart and lungs, and at that moment, he swelled violently.

In the past few years of studying in Jinling, his peach blossom luck was extremely poor, and the goddess Ma Xiaoman, who was infatuated, suddenly disappeared before he arrived, which made him languishing for several years, and also made him like to be a little debauched. The girlfriend who broke up earlier didn't actually have too many real feelings, but more of a boring and playful attitude.

Don't talk about pink lovers before girlfriends, it seems that the mosquitoes in the dormitory are all male in the past. It is said that female mosquitoes love to bite people, but he does not even have a chance to be bitten by female mosquitoes. Whenever he can't sleep alone, he can only fantasize, and after fantasizing, he will be bored after all, because the woman he fantasizes about is still the school flower.

In the evening, he hurried back to his lodgings after checking the materials in the library, and took out another strip of black cloth from under his pillow, which was very small and light, and soft and smooth.

He gently spread out the strip of cloth, and it was a wonderful feeling, fantasizing about the beauty of a woman.

Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door cut through the silent space, disturbing his illusions, and his hands stopped abruptly.

Although he was extremely angry, he had no choice but to stuff the strip of cloth back under his pillow, and he looked in the direction of the door and exhaled deeply, calming the sharp fluctuation of his breath.

"Who?"

"Me." A very low female voice.

"Who is it?" He didn't tell.

Hurriedly added a pair of sports shorts and walked out of the living room, opened the door, and unexpectedly, there was a woman in black standing at the door that was so beautiful that his heart was beating wildly.

Bright and bright eyes, goose-egg-shaped face, small nose, snow-white skin. The long dark chestnut shawl hair is softly scattered on the chest, but the hair is slightly wavy and curly, which is very fashionable. A small black camisole with black leggings outlines the beautiful figure. Black stockings, black sandals, and a plastic loose-leaf bag full of information......

Today's dress is a standard white-collar dress, which is the OL that men say.

At such a close distance, the fragrance came to the nose, but unfortunately the binder blocked the key parts, and it was impossible to judge whether her breasts were as tall as the legend, and it was even more regrettable that although the woman was extremely beautiful, her expression was indifferent and indifferent.

It was none other than the young woman on the sixth floor.

She has a nice name, Mu Yuhan.

"Hello, I live upstairs from you, on the sixth floor."

Mu Yuhan is not only beautiful, but also softly spoken, like a yellow stork by the stream.

"Oh my God, she actually took the initiative to find me today, and she actually stood in front of me and talked to me......" Song Yang was so excited that his whole body trembled, just like just now.

"Oh, I know, I know...... Can I help you? ”

He stammered, and he couldn't be blamed for that, but another man might have drooled his mouth.

"I ...... One of my black bands fell onto your balcony, and I'm here to retrieve it. ”

Mu Yuhan said embarrassedly.

"Huh? Black straps? He was stunned, and then he almost jumped up with excitement, it was her, sure enough, it was hers, and its owner came to the door.

Sure enough, Mu Yuhan smiled shyly: "Yes, it's not, it's an underwear." ”

Her indifference seemed to disappear briefly, and she gave him a charming smile that made his heart beat faster.

He was ecstatic in his heart, which showed that Mu Yuhan had a good impression of his name, God, you are so merciful!

However, his gratitude to God was only a second and he suddenly wanted to cry, not so grateful that he wanted to cry, but so painful that he wanted to cry; Because her visual angle stopped at the inside of the open bedroom door, the large white bed, revealing a small piece of super black under the white pillow. The black, it's so dazzling......

Moreover, black and white!

The bed is white, the pillows are white, and the sheets are white, and the black stands out in a patch of white. Mu Yuhan's eyes widened, staring at the small piece of black.