When I went to buy coconuts, there were a lot of people, and the little guy who sold coconuts was wearing skinny jeans, flowing brown hair, and sunglasses on his head.

The little brother shouted 'five pieces of coconut for a piece, coconut for five pieces a piece', and the technique of opening the coconut with three knives attracted many people, and there were more people who came to watch the knife performance than those who bought coconuts.

Just now, the girl with dyed blonde hair, wearing a black tank top, and narrow-legged jeans reappeared.

Her golden semi-long hair was tied with a ball, dazzling in the morning light, a few golden broken hairs on the side of her face, more than one meter and seven meters tall, two ingenious small pendants hanging on her small ears, and a light cyan sunscreen jacket on the outside of her black vest.

The hot girl belongs to the misjudgment caused by the wind unreasonably on that blonde hair, this person has the temperament of a girl in the literature department in addition to the blonde hair, and belongs to the white moonlight level girl on the youth campus.

It is conceivable that in the afternoon of self-study in a library, when I looked up, I caught a glimpse of the woman sitting by the window reading a book, her shoulders were thin, sitting quietly and with her legs on, the pleats of the white skirt seemed to hide the girl's thoughts, the oblique sunlight happened to fall on half of the other party's face, the white light of the page in her hand shone the girl's face, she looked at the book and sang magic, the hurricane on the flat ground overturned the library, and countless books were in the air with the hurricane, And the corners of her skirt flutter in the storm of your imagination—and suddenly you wake up and realize that it is an illusion.

But the girl in the white dress reading a book in the sun is real.

She looks over, looks at you, smiles at you, and the white lace socks on their feet are so cute.

From then on, they will worship each other as gods.

She never took her eyes off herself.

Feng Wuli also glanced at her in return, and his eyes signaled that something was wrong.

She didn't shy away at all, her smile was bright, and her voice was very thin, soft and sweet: "I see that you are a little familiar, have you seen it somewhere." ”

It's just a one-sentence confrontation, and the wind is unreasonable to judge that the boy who saw her in the library will never be able to deal with a girl of this level.

He even suspected her of eating people, but it was too rude, and Feng unreasonably condemned himself.

He said euphemistically: "My girlfriend is over there, she plays a knife better than the boss, and she doesn't need to slash me three times." ”

"That's your girlfriend? It's beautiful. ”

"Thank you."

"Do you eat sugar?" She asked, she really took out a white rabbit toffee from the pocket of her jeans and spread it out in front of him, her fingers white and cute.

"No need."

"yes, you look like someone who likes sugar."

Feng Wuli didn't know how to see this: "You don't look like a person with candy with you." ”

"I know a guy who likes sweets, he used to like sweets, but at that time, the conditions were problematic, and it was not so easy to eat sugar, so I carried one with me."

Feng Wuli always felt a sense of disobedience, and looked at her face carefully, her face was very small, and her smile was very sweet, but he really didn't know this person.

One of her companions who had come with her came to this side, and one of them saw that Feng Wuli was talking to her, and looked at Feng Wuli a lot, and the gaze was aggressive, the eyes of males fighting for territory and mates.

"Coconut table, five pieces a piece!"

The boss asked him, "Handsome guy, how many do you want?" ”

He withdrew his gaze: "Pick two for me." ”

"Helped you open?"

"Thank you."

The wind is unreasonable, and he vaguely hears the conversation next to him, which is like this:

"Do you remember when the first year of high school started, the old class asked us to clean up, and I happened to be in a group with you......"

The confessing boy looked at the woman he liked, the other party did not refuse him, but he felt that he couldn't say the next words.

Because the girl didn't show impatience, but the smile at the distance that everyone was the same made him feel panicked.

He remembered the first time he talked to her, it was the first time he was assigned to clean up in the first year of high school, and he happened to be in a group with the beautiful classmates in this class, she closed the book and got up from her seat, smiled and said, "Everyone in the world is an island, do you know who said this?" ”

So he paddled hard in the sea for three years.

He thought he was close to the island, he had seen the island, and now he even heard the coconut seller on the island shouting, 'Coconut table, five pieces each', but before landing on the island, he found that the island was surrounded by glass.

This island cannot be landed.

He remembered the rumors that she had been bad for this beautiful girl, that she had promiscuous sex, that she had wandered among the rich children of many schools, and that some people had seen her get into a luxury car.

He had always been a disbeliever, even a fighter, and would fight for anyone who denigrated the holy island in his heart.

But when he finally came to the island, he found that there were already countless corpses on the edge of the island, floating and sinking in the waves of the beach, some of whom he knew and some of whom he did not know.

He once felt that she was different to himself and to other people, so he stood beside her and jokingly witnessed the appearance of one floating corpse after another.

Do you land on the island, or do you want to be a floating corpse? He already had the answer in his throat - he was actually the same.

The blonde girl slowly peeled off the white rabbit toffee's sugar coating, took off the sugar coating, pinched it with her fingers and handed it to her lips, held it, looked at herself, and her eyes signaled that he could continue to speak, and she would give patience to listen.

As the object of the confession, what are the chances of a person who is slow to eat candy when you confess to accept you?

Feng Wuli sighed in his heart, what a standard bad woman, and at the same time mourned for that buddy.

The boy was quite unwilling, but he didn't plan to give up.

But all this has nothing to do with the wind being unreasonable, he is just a handsome guy who buys coconuts next to him.

Not surprisingly, girls don't like boys.

The man seems to be a rich and handsome, a little strong, pestering girls, and always feeling that he has a chance.

The five of them went out to play together, and the other three were helping the boys.

A glasses sister next to her also advised: "Yes, Xiaoshu, just try ...... with Xueliang"

Receiving a gentle but murderous gaze, the glasses sister lowered her head with a whine.

In the end, the girl still kept smiling lightly and said, "By the way, I just forgot to say, I have a boyfriend." ”

The other four looked suspicious.

Sister glasses was a little speechless: "Xiao Shu, don't use such a boring method if you want to refuse, why haven't I heard you talk about a boyfriend?" ”

Feng Wuli just passed by with two coconuts, and this person was not polite at all, so he took one and drank it.

"Solemnly introducing, this is my boyfriend."

Over there, Wang Xilou was still giving her photos and frantically adjusting her beauty.