My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"Want to go shopping until after the school festival, about two days later-it's almost the weekend of this week, no problem, Kasumi...what's the matter with Kasumi?"

Xia Zhiqiu opened her mouth, revealing her deep throat. The huge Oppa trembled, his legs clamped the pillow, and he kicked his feet...

Finally hang up!

... Just now, I inadvertently described some parts of the girl or some usefulness-I shouldn't mean it.

"——dead fisheye, what are you proud of?"

The girl changed her posture and lay on the pillow again, her crimson eyes revealing a touch of sadness that belongs to a young girl.

This sadness... is purely idle and nothing to do.

No, she still has something to do, and strive to write out the contents of the third volume of "Love Lovers" before the New Year-absolutely not let that bastard pick!

There is absolutely nothing wrong with it!

At that time, you can triumphantly accept his compliments and compliments.

What's so great about the detective...

………………

"what is this?"

The girl who flipped through the photo album on the bed found out strangely that he was handing his own phone to herself, with his fingers touching his cheeks.

She frowned displeasedly: "What?"

It is now approaching the evening, the last scene of Sobu High School before school-to be precise, the last meeting of the day before the start of the cultural festival.

If she hadn't gotten sick, if this person hadn't imprisoned her aggressively, she would probably be in a meeting room with the group of executive committee members now.

If you limit your mobile phone, no matter who you call, you will automatically jump to the number inquiry desk without manual service, except for calling him.

Although he compromised and no longer restricted the computer or restricted her to go out, she just didn't like to be upset.

She was just a little unhappy.

This person is too much!

——And he often teases her. In the past two days, the thing he did the most was to make her talk, make her angry, and then make her happy, just like now...

Are you treating her as a cat?

Xue Nao held a small Mr. Pan, looked curiously at the mobile phone he handed over, and asked with her eyes, "What?"

The boy gave a weird smile: "You know when you listen. Your sister vented you on the committee and said that Sagami was speechless."

Suspiciously, she took it and put it next to her ear. Within a few minutes, her shoulders began to tremble, and she immediately covered her face with Mr. Pan to prevent him from seeing her expression.

He sat on the bed and wanted to carve this person deeply into his heart.

Not only the appearance, but the soul is the same, very cute.

He was digging out the cuteness of Yukoshita Yukino little by little, and at the same time, he was correcting her character little by little—in fact, no matter whether it was corrected or not, he had already identified this girl.

And doesn't Komachi like her very much too?

Biqigu, with the purpose of getting married for the first time, dated a girl.

Although, there is still no confession.

Xuexia's trembling shoulders lasted for a while, and after a short sigh of "huh", the girl put down the phone and Mr. Pan.

Raise your head.

"Master Biqigu!"

The boy couldn't help but leaned forward, and stared at the clear and transparent cyan eyes.

Xue Nai's snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed.

The corners of the smiling mouth are shown like a flower blooming.

The beautifully shaped cherry lips moved slightly.

He was forced to look away, for fear that he would do something extraordinary if this continues.

The girl smiled and blinked three times. Then, the smile that was almost grand, like a blooming flower, bloomed with a smile he had never seen before.

Declare.

"I'm hungry……"

"..."

I thought she was going to say something terrible, but she was hungry.

When you are hungry, you are hungry, why are you smiling so happy?

"It's still early. I will cook in half an hour. Do you need some snacks now? Nori or something? I went to the supermarket to buy some in the afternoon."

The girl's smiling eyes brought a little warmth.

She is now forced to rest for nine hours a day, and some finishing work is done by him using the computer and Ye Shan.

"What is the one just now?"

"what?"

"It's your hopeless slogan. The slogan of your class doesn't even have a sporadic taste-'The Flame of Class F', I don't understand the meaning at all."

"It does not matter."

He sat on the bed and took his mobile phone: "Anyway, no matter what slogan I put out, as long as I have the name Biqigu, I will never be selected. I am very confident about this."

My slogan,

[Picture: Good Euphemistic Slogan] Link: http://novel-cdn.kuangxiangit.com/uploads/chapterimgs/13844170402/093824-29156.jpg

"It's so self-aware."

Xuexia snorted and smiled: "Has anyone ever said that you are actually a fool?"

The idiot glared at her, then climbed onto the bed, slowly leaned down in front of her, and kissed her forehead gently with his lips like a dragonfly.

Xuexia lowered his head, his fingers paused, and his face slowly turned red, deliberately ignoring this person's increasingly intimate movements.