"My keyboard is a little cute ()"

I have read a lot, although I have not felt the extreme cold, but Chen Miao knows that now I must make the blood in my hands active as soon as possible, even if it is uncomfortable, I must endure it.

In order to divert attention, Chen Miao's memory rewinded ten minutes, returning to the moment when Mu Yun dusted the snow for him.

Teacher Mu...... It's so gentle.

Chen Miao only has gratitude and respect in her heart, the most...... At most, a little admiration, probably...... There is also some attachment.

This is all normal, because she has received a lot of care from her, and all kinds of complex feelings have arisen unconsciously, so she will be substituted into an image that she has always imagined and that adolescent teenagers crave.

It must be that way.

After removing this image from Mu Yun in cognition, Chen Miao felt that he had been able to completely distinguish the difference between the two, and his mentality immediately became natural.

Of course...... It also became presumptuous.

To like it is to indulge...... The heart moves at will.

Chen Miao's breathing gradually became short, the author's brain domain is vast, and it can even accommodate the changes of the entire world, and it is a sea of vicissitudes in an instant.

The red candles drip hot tears, and the sun shines day and night.

In one room, perform a lifetime of life.

In the sound of clouds and rain, indulge in joy and rain.

Breathing gradually became short, and Chen Miao's palms soaked in hot water unconsciously clenched into fists.

His imagination is wild, but it is also poor.

It seemed that he could spend his life with her in that small home, and do all the interesting things he could.

The simple life process is the first to go, and he even accompanies her until the green silk turns gray, but when it comes to the most important details, it looks miserable.

Even after putting aside the specific image of Teacher Mu, although Chen Miao was calm and self-deceiving, and did not restrain the hormones he released, he was still a weak chicken after all.

Thanks to the good net purification effect of the Apocalypse System, he even ...... just blushed his face, and then ...... Without.

The plot is very sufficient, and you can even write a 100,000-word love story of growing old together, but there are too many details and actions missing in it.

In this way, the whole plot seems to be incomplete enough.

I don't know when the water in the basin has become cold, and my hands have long since become numb.

Shaking off the residual water, Chen Miao smacked her lips regretfully, as if she was savoring the unfinished aftertaste.

It was very fragrant just now, but it wasn't fragrant enough, and there was always something missing.

This feeling...... Actually, it's not good, I'm very hungry, but I can't say what I want to eat.

In a word...... It's just not enough, I want to be closer, I want to be closer.

Regrettably clean up the mess, Chen Miao is an absolute sage at this time.

I wiped my hands, and both hands were back to normal.

At this time, the snow outside had stopped, but Chen Miao, who had just recovered, did not have the courage to go out again.

Maybe the key is no longer where it is, and it's in some trash can or even garbage station.

Even if he picks up the snow 10,000 times, he can't find it back.

Chen Miao frantically made all kinds of excuses for himself in his heart, in sage mode, he didn't want to care about the task at all.

Anyway, Chen Miao gave up the plan to immediately re-enter the snow as a second copy.

As...... Tomorrow......

Chen Miao thought of the previous activity where everyone was looking for bugs together, but the traces were erased by the Great Forgetting Technique.

Again?