He bent down to her ear and said, "You just sit here, with your back to me, and ask me any questions, but don't move around for nearly two hundred." ”

Feeling his fresh and warm breath in his ears, Ye Lanxi shook his neck imperceptibly.

The root of the ear "smack", red to the base of the neck.

Fu Jingan then asked, "Classmate Ye Lanxi, did you hear what I just said?"

He was close.

Even when she spoke, her lips gently brushed over the tiny fluff under her delicate earlobes.

Ye Lanxi was dumbfounded.

The delicate figure was stiff for a moment, and he teased him with a blush and heartbeat.

......

I didn't see her speak for a long time, and Fu Jing'an's calm tone rose a tone: "Huh?"

"Uh-huh......"

Ye Lanxi suddenly withdrew from her thoughts, blushed and nodded: "Listen, hear clearly......"

Fu Jingan straightened his waist, and his tone of voice was still smooth and gentle: "It's good to hear clearly, then I'm going to start drawing, remember, don't move your head." I'm sitting right behind you, and you can talk to me. ”

Ye Lanxi nodded twice: "Okay." ”

......

The air seemed to be quiet.

In the huge living room, you can only vaguely hear the sound of paintbrushes leaving traces on the drawing board.

Ye Lanxi sat quietly on a creative carved wreath chair, facing the balcony where the light was transmitted.

......

Shredded sunlight poured in through the bars of the burglar-proof windows.

The squirming points of light fell on her body, mottled and disjointed.

She basked in the sun with her face up.

Squinted pleasantly for a moment.

The gentle wind blows her flexible hair, which makes her back particularly enchanting.

About three meters behind her.

Fu Jing'an, a young man from Qingjun, was sitting precariously, staring at the drawing board in front of him, and sometimes raised his eyes to look at the delicate back of the little girl in front of him.

The little girl didn't reply and said a few words: "Senior Jing'an, you are going to take the college entrance examination next month, come on!"

Fu Jing'an's face was expressionless, and he didn't stop writing, and responded in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

His "um" sound fell, and after that, the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

Ye Lanxi knew that the young man sitting behind her was painting seriously.

But she was so bored to sit......

I held the phone in my hand and rummaged around for a while.

It's still boring.

I don't know what to think of, she suddenly asked, "By the way, Senior Jing'an, I don't know what type of girl you like?"

Hearing her words, Fu Jing'an, who was painting seriously, frowned imperceptibly.

Still holding a cold, expressionless look, he said lightly: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

The topic was blocked by the other party, and Ye Lanxi was stunned for a while.

Slightly droop your eyelids.

She didn't know why she asked that question all of a sudden.

Just ask casually.

She then said: "I'll just ask, Senior Jing'an, you don't have to let ...... it"

In the heart......

Before she could finish her words, the young man sitting behind her said calmly: "Lively and cute." ”

Ye Lanxi blinked: "Huh?"

- Lively and cute.

Is he answering her question?

She just asked him what type of girls he liked.

Then his answer was, lively, cute......

He likes lively and cute girls.

Lively......

Lovely......

Ye Lanxi's expression instantly darkened.