My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

"Never!"

Those big, moist eyes, as if begging for mercy, gradually revealed the will of this true harem master: "I, I don't want to lose small businesses or Xiaoxue, that's it! And it's not a small thing to become like this. It’s the fault of one person, and so am I, the same..."

Basically, he would indulge his request, and the girl who was too gentle looked at Xuexia's face.

In addition to gentleness, there is a little blame.

Why didn't you say you like him earlier...

Yukoshita met Yui's gaze head-on, as if willingly accepting such accusations, closed his lips tightly, turned his head slightly, and lowered his voice a little bit: "Anyway, he was wrong. Obviously, I just meet one and like one..."

"I feel that what Xiaoxue said is a little bit cunning."

Miss Tuanzi must rebel today, staring at her Xiaoxue firmly, her eyes become more serious, even a little aggressive.

"...You, it's mean to say so now."

When she heard Yuukishita's words, she bit her lip lightly.

The two girls looked at each other as if they were staring at each other.

Finally, the gentlest guy was still no match for his inner liking, shaking his throat and swallowing choked: "Xiaoxue, there are some things, but if you don't say it, you won't understand it."

Yukoshita's expression seemed to be frozen, and it took him a long time to speak, repeating Yui's muttering to herself just now: "Why... is this? He is too carefree, you are too greedy..."

She and she have been pampering each other all the time.

Spoil each other, spoil each other's character and truth.

Whether it's Yui who often acts like a baby to her, or she often cooks for Miss Danzi with poor grades, and even accommodates each other's personality defects, she doesn't think she is cold and difficult to get along with, she doesn't think she is noisy, she is a fool... …

Saying they are friends, they are already a little humble, and they are obviously like lovers, right?

I don’t know when, Yui had already stood in front of her, and then rushed into her arms like she used to be a coquettish, rubbing like a small animal, her voice trembling almost crying: "Koyuki... favorite Up."

The girl who was stiff and motionless, wanted to laugh and cry, the corners of her mouth twisted sadly and happily, and the tears slowly emerging from the corners of her eyes seemed to fall to zero.

Slowly rubbed her hands gently on her dumpling head: "Really... there is no way to take you as a fellow..."

…………

"Senior, what are you listening to?"

In the corner of the library, the teenager who had been listening to something with his mobile phone waved his hand to Isshiki with a calm expression, but for some reason, he always felt that he was nervous.

After a while, the young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath all over his body suddenly became happier, his eyebrows danced annoyingly, and he felt like he had advanced love cancer.

Love cancer is a common disease since ancient times. The clinical manifestations are: women love to dress up and spend money, men love to show off their wealth, the number of oaths and the number of estrus are roughly the same, and they like to use "forever" or "forever" this kind of unscientific Vocabulary, accustomed to lying and being lied, accustomed to life and death and IQ decline-in short, this is a temporary, abnormal, but dedicated epidemic romantic syndrome.

(Syndrome? Syndrome?)

There is also a solution, and that is marriage.

If you unfortunately got this disease in China, please go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for treatment in time. The registration fee is only ⑨ yuan.

Mr. Biqigu’s radish not only needs marriage to save lives, but also electrotherapy to cure his radish!

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Isshiki is even more depressed. Before, she thought that nothing was more disgusting than a victory that she took for granted-but now she found that there was something that made her even more disgusting, that is, after winning for granted, there was not even a cheer...

Seeing that he seemed to fall into a delusional silence again, he felt bored, and made a slightly coquettish voice: "Hey, predecessor~, do these things have any meaning to deal with? They are also specially copied by hand... "

"Then you try to copy with your feet?"

The young man who was immersed in the beautiful imagination of the blessings of the people raised his eyelids: "This is to familiarize you with the information of everyone in the student union. It is to get acquainted with these people who want to be lazy and grab their hands... Let me put it another way. Only by addressing their weaknesses can you command them."

"I always feel...Senior is so scheming."

"Bah, what's your position on my scheming?"

Yishi looked at him straightforwardly: "It's just a threat... surely it won't last, right?"

"...That's right, it won't last long when you are caught. As a leader, you must learn to pay equal attention to kindness and power. When it is beneficial, don't forget to share it with your subordinates."

"Uh, like... my good mood?"

Biqigu looked at her lazy appearance, as if looking at a strange thing: "...I suddenly found out that you are not very suitable to be the president of the student council, so let's change to the snow."

Yishi waved his hand weakly: "Senior sisters are definitely not interested."

Yawata said to himself: "If the two of them participated in the election for the student council, you would definitely not be able to win. Of course, it doesn’t make sense to say it now... I mean--whatever you do, you will win. No way for them."

"boom!"

The enraged girl glared at him: "Howling agitated? Senior's agitated method is too inferior, too despicable."

The despicable Biqigu said, "So, how are you excited about the gentle Caiyu sauce?"

Cai Yujiang's expression changed all of a sudden, her body suddenly leaned forward, and her big eyes were full of expectant beautiful colors: "One more sentence, one more Caiyu sauce!"

Bajiang pressed the corners of her lips with restraint: "It depends on your performance."

The petite girl was about to climb onto the table, her cute face was so close to his face that she could even smell her sweet breath.

In the aqua-colored eyes, the expectation is about to flow out, and the small voice seems to be squeezed out of the throat, and the delicate meaning seems to be a newborn kitten.

"Previous~"

Mr. Biqigu... turned his head shyly and coldly, his face flushed: "No!"

………………

At noon the next day, the library.

The book fell out of balance.

Hachiman's eyes narrowed slightly, and he insisted on pulling out a book with a girlish red cover from a pile of books, and then, the book completely collapsed and fell to the floor with a clattering sound like a domino.

In the library, not many people cast his eyes at him.

"It's really troublesome..."

Ah, really, what should I do about this? Although I can put these books back to their original positions one by one with the ability to remember them, it's very troublesome.

The young man just wanted to squat down and wanted to pick up the book, when a high-pitched voice spoke from behind: "It's really downbeat than Chigu Hachiman, hahahaha!"

Even if he didn't look back, he knew that Yoshiki Zamuza was standing behind him and laughing loudly.