Fu Xin felt that it was the first time he had been kissed so seriously.

Probably because it was the first time, Yan Zhizhou was a little cautious, but with a very curious aggressiveness, he deepened the kiss step by step, and even secretly felt her reaction, so as to explore the kiss method that made her the most sensitive.

Fu Xin had a feeling that this eldest brother kissed himself with an attitude of doing serious experiments in the laboratory.

It may not be long before he can publish an empirical talk like "One Hundred and Eight Styles of Kissing".

It wasn't until a slight wheezing sound appeared that the two gradually staggered their faces, and instead of looking at each other, their heartbeats kept pounding.

The wind was blowing coolly, but the temperature was rising.

Fu Xin said shamelessly: "I was almost killed by you." ”

Yan Zhizhou: "It's obviously the result of joint efforts. ”

Fu Xin: "Can you not be so serious and say things that are not serious." ”

Yan Zhizhou: "I've done all the indecent things, and I'm still entangled in what indecent things to say." ”

Fu Xin: "......"

Only now did she realize that the word sullen seemed to be more suitable for this senior.

The half-month trip ended quickly, and it didn't take long for Fu Xin to receive a text message about the results of the college entrance examination.

This achievement, the emperor is stable.

She sent the results to Yan Zhizhou, with a sentence: "Baby, wash the fragrance and wait for me!"

After a long time, she successfully received an emoji from Yan Zhizhou, on which only a few big words were written - hold back your words, kiss me.

This may be a counterattack that he found only after searching his intestines.

Fu Xin found that his seniors could be said to be much more reserved than the Jingche male gods in other planes.

Falling in love with each other never crosses the line, and it can be summed up in one sentence - the time has not yet come.

So Fu Xin waited sadly for the start of the university, and dragged his suitcase into the Imperial University campus.

Yan Zhizhou said that he would come to pick her up, but the Imperial Capital University was too big, so she stood still after she walked to the school gate, not daring to walk around, lest it be more difficult to find her if she got lost.

After a summer vacation, Fu Xin's hair has grown a lot, the black shoulder-length hair is a little neutral and neat, the broken hair hanging slightly from the forehead falls on the ears, fluttering in the wind, revealing a bit of elegant and tranquil charm, she supports the pole of the suitcase with one hand, leans on the suitcase at will, and observes the environment of the emperor, the dark brown pupils reflect the surrounding beauty, revealing a crystal luster under the sunshine, and the light smile on the corner of her lips reveals a hint of comfort.

Suddenly, she has become a scenery at the gate of the Imperial University, and her return rate is 100%.

She heard a lot of talk.

"Why does this person look so much like Jiang Chuhuai in the emperor?"

"Maybe it's a relative or something."

"She's too good-looking, but her eyes are too similar to Jiang Chuhuai, so I'm shocked."

It didn't take long for a senior to take the initiative to talk.

"You're a freshman, get to know you? I'm Song Qiao, a sophomore majoring in computer science. The senior named Song Qiao smiled, "Which dormitory have you been assigned to?" I'll help you get your luggage up. ”

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows slightly, and just wanted to say "No thanks", but was taken a step ahead of him.

"No thanks."

Seeing that Yan Zhizhou finished speaking in a friendly tone, he took the suitcase from her hand, took her hand, clenched his palm, glanced at Song Qiao, and pulled Fu Xin towards the dormitory building.

The look in his eyes was clearly announcing in a high-profile manner - the new student, my girlfriend, can't be pried away.

Song Qiao, who was abandoned behind, was stunned.

When has it become popular to start the high-end operation of future school girls?