Yes, why did he wear it so tightly.

It's cold, and it's indoors, so it shouldn't be wrapped...... Near-abstinence?

The ancient rhetoric snorted coldly in his heart, abstinence? He is not an ascetic person, and he is addicted to that kind of thing, to the point of being unreasonable.

Lu Zhiyuan couldn't read the documents by her, but if he was affected just because others read it twice, don't say that others don't believe it, he doesn't believe it.

But now he just couldn't read the words on the paper, and couldn't help but look at her reservedly, as if the clouds were light and light, and he didn't care: "Something?" ”

Gu Ci shook the pen in his hand, a little distressed: "I want to think about the details of the clothes." "Forced to let his eyes return to the cufflink, all those who are delicate, do you know what it feels like to be crushed into mud?

The old rhetoric adds the newly formed folds of the clothes with the wrist, and the tip of the pen can't help but stop on the paper, and the person who usually wraps himself is either physically traumatized or in the heart?

Would a proud son of heaven like him be traumatized? Can it only be - the shadow of childhood?

The gaze of the old rhetoric fell on his clothes again.

Lu Zhiyuan endured the strong restlessness, holding the edge of the paper motionlessly.

Shen Guangyao was about to die and came back to life, and was looked at without blinking by a pair of clean eyes, and those eyes were obsessed with Mr. Lu! It's a man who can stand it, but what if she has other thoughts? Her eyes are too clean, maybe she thinks too much, and people just feel the truth.

If that's the case, it's not incomprehensible, after all, Mr. Lu is excellent.

Lu Zhiyuan was defeated, admitting that his skills were not as good as others, and he was almost out of breath if he didn't move anymore.

Lu Zhiyuan quietly put down the document in his hand, helped her push the juice into it in disguise, took one from the pencil case, hesitated, and still gave her a softer pencil: "I don't know how to write, just rest for a while." ”

"Huh?" Gu Ci looked at the pen, there are many kinds of pencils, she only knew that pencils are also divided into types after coming into contact with the art examination, she has seen this one countless times, and has not bought it.

The old rhetoric subconsciously stretched out his hand.

Lu Zhiyuan watched the pencil fall into her slender snow-white hand, grasped her delicate wrist, and pretended to be unharmed to look at the document, she didn't think much about it.

Gu Cici looked at the pen in her hand, and she laughed at herself in a trance, she was used to taking what Lu Zhiyuan gave, if she didn't take it or took it slowly, she was unlucky.

If she had been a little shallow and rich, or if she had met him first, everything would have been much simpler, or she would have been more secular later......

Unfortunately, the hardships of life have never been her problem; Poverty will not make her feel unacceptable, there is no him in everything she likes, and she loves her former self even more, if he doesn't appear, if Ji Yunxuan is still there, everything is just right.

The hand of the old words fell back on the paper, and the lines of the pencil showed a clear gap between the lines just now, just like she and him, people from two worlds.

So Gu Ci raised her head, she didn't mind others talking about her family, and she also admitted the gap between people, she and Lu Zhiyuan were already strong and weak! She admitted! So...... What did he seal?

Gu Ci is not the one who leaves the question overnight, and without any hesitation, she reached out and shook his arm.

If he has a problem, he will subconsciously reject others to touch!

But Lu Zhiyuan didn't have any overreaction, just looked at her slightly, followed her line of sight to look at her hand, and turned to her indifferently, his voice was as usual: "What's wrong?" "I didn't even move away quietly.

The ancient words are confused, could it be that I am wrong? He's just himself? Dress properly and be upright? Doesn't it have a special significance?

Otherwise, in such a sudden situation, it is impossible for him not to have a little superfluous reaction.

“？”

"You look good with this cufflink." The old words rubbed his arm unwillingly.

"Don't move." His voice was low, and he patiently unbuttoned it, as if all his attention was on the cufflinks, and his arms did not tremble.

But Gu Ci found that during the whole process, the outline of his clothes was not deformed due to taking things, and it still stopped straight at the position of his wrist, not above the wrist.

"Alright." Lu Zhiyuan took the opportunity to take her hand, pinned the emerald cufflinks to her wrists sideways, and glanced at her painting by the way, and the noisy painting of this cufflink was particularly delicate, and it seemed that he really liked it: "If you hold it and observe it for two more days, you may be able to win a character award with the button." ”

The old saying 'annoyance and shame become angry', you will pinch him.

Lu Zhiyuan easily grabbed her wrist and helped her put it back in the sketchbook, the smile between his eyebrows was faint and genuinely gentle: "Don't make trouble, go to class, let people see, draw." ”

Gu Ci's hand didn't move again, just now she felt a borderless scar, different from the lines of the muscles, the natural marks left by the old scar, because the wound was too deep, because it was not properly treated, and the uneven scar was intertwined.

It was supposed to be long, so she didn't reach the edge with one finger.

Lu Zhiyuan knocked on the table in front of her: attention.

The old words smiled, she pulled him several times, but she didn't pay attention, just one? It suddenly occurred to her that she should have touched many such marks on him, and when she scratched him, her nails slipped to a lot of touches that were different from the skin, or they should not be bulges of muscles.

The old rhetoric is a bit dazed, if so, there should be a lot of them? But how could it be, with his identity, with the terrified service of the two dogs around him, who could hurt him like that!

Was it when I was a child? Did you have access to him as a child? Parents? Close relatives? Servant? Neighborhood? Accidentally? Kidnap?

She didn't care before, but now that she thought about it, there should be a lot of such abnormalities on his arms, and that level of scar was not the effect of her fingernails.

What's more, at this time, she hadn't scratched him yet.

So the scars on his body have a secret that can't be touched, which causes him to have problems with his feelings?!

Lu Zhiyuan was really helpless: "The resignation ......"

Gu Ci immediately stretched out his hand quickly, not paying attention to the difference between his name and before!

Lu Zhiyuan easily pressed her hand, and before she could touch it, he stopped at an inch away, but his expression was still not in a hurry, slightly doting, and lowered his voice: "Don't make trouble." ”

Gu Ci thinks that he is not a person without a city, but he still can't tell from his expression that there is any difference between these wounds, is it his taboo? It is said that it is impossible for a normal person to have so many old wounds, and the height of the little finger and the thumb indicates that there may be a difference in the time of their formation?

If so, he can't be without a stress response, but he can't be excited?

So Gu Ci didn't want to back down, blinked, and looked at him as if puzzled: "You know, I just learned to draw, and the direction of some muscles and bones is not clear, so you let me take a look......"