"I ...... When did I promise you to be my boyfriend? Ling Xingyu's big eyes rolled, and he glared at him half-shyly, half-hurriedly, "You haven't chased me yet." ”

It is said that feng shui takes turns, and now it has finally turned to her.

Thinking of the days when he was forced not to be late, leave early, and even be warned if she was slightly distracted in class, she felt that the whole person was not good.

No, she had to let him chase her well, so it was fair.

"Okay." Mu Luo took a deep breath, readjusted his emotions, and looked at her with a smile, "Ling Xingyu, I declare that from now on, I will officially pursue you. ”

"Hmm, let's see how you behave." Ling Xingyu raised his chin beautifully, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

She has already decided in her heart that she must be reserved, and she must let him have a process of pursuit.

The most beautiful stage of a relationship is this ambiguous stage.

"That'...... Let's go, I'll send you home. Mu Luo held out his hand to her.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xingyu glared at him and vigilantly put his hands behind his back.

I haven't started chasing her yet, and I want to hold her hand.

There are no doors, and there are no windows!

Mu Luo explained a little helplessly: "I mean, let you give me the schoolbag......"

He was just thinking, isn't the one thing that girls value very much is whether their boyfriend is willing to help him carry his bag?

A boyfriend who is unwilling to carry a bag for his girlfriend is not a good boyfriend!

"Oh." Ling Xingyu realized that he was making himself amorous, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and then handed him the schoolbag on his back.

Mu Luo smiled and reached out to take it, and naturally carried her pink and purple schoolbag in her hand. And on his shoulder, he also carried his own black school bag.

The combination of black and purple is an unexpected harmony.

Ling Xingyu looked at it, and suddenly felt that his very ordinary pink and purple schoolbag was carried in his hand, how could it be so good-looking.

The two of them walked quietly along the tree-lined path of the campus, the bright moonlight shining through the gaps in the leaves, casting a silver halo around them.

Ling Xingyu lowered his head slightly, occasionally glancing at the young man beside him with his spare eyes.

His side face, in the moonlight, looked so perfect that she couldn't help but lose her mind.

Just as she peeked at him, he also happened to come to his senses, and the eyes of the two collided, causing ripples.

Ling Xingyu hurriedly retracted his gaze: "You...... Why are you peeking at me? ”

Mu Luo chuckled: "If you didn't peek at me, how do you know that I peeked at you?" ”

Ling Xingyu: This conversation is familiar.

However, isn't this guy chasing her, is his desire to survive so weak?

So she coughed lightly and expressed her dissatisfaction: "At this time, you should say it, because you are good-looking." ”

What a piece of wood, this kind of official answer, will not be said! I also want her to teach him personally.

As she was thinking about this, she felt Mu Luo suddenly approach, and a pair of deep eyes stared at her for a moment: "Do you still need to talk about your good looks?" ”

With such an ambiguous love story, even Ling Xingyu, who had always been very aggressive, instantly turned red.

I didn't expect this piece of wood to suddenly provoke people, and it was also unwanted.

What to do, she felt a little overwhelmed......