How serious these injuries are …
The eyes were slightly hot and tears blurred the corners of the eyes.
A big palm caressed his side face. Liu Changyuan Judo "Nothing"
It’s all in the past
At this moment, Xiao Jing suddenly didn’t want him to leave. "Otherwise, you can stay here later."
After all, I didn’t hide that "I should go when I fluctuated once."
"Otherwise …"
Are you coming with me?
This sentence was on the tip of my tongue, but I never said it after all.
Xiao Jing wondered, "Otherwise what?"
"Otherwise, if you kiss me, I may not leave as soon as I am happy."
"Don’t talk nonsense"
Scarlet cheeks are more gorgeous than the sunset glow on the horizon, which makes people dazzled.
Liu Changyuan’s smiling devil is angry, and he will refrain from showing his best side again and again in front of Xiao Jing.
Dress a man with his eyes closed and touch his wound several times.
"psst!" Lu Changyuan’s frown seems to be very painful. "Do you want my life, younger brother?"
"Does it hurt?" Xiao Jing was anxious to see that he was covered in injuries, and his fingertips could not help but gently blow.
The little hand was suddenly grasped by the big one.
In an instant, the skin of the two people was numb and hot, and it was confusing.
I moved my hands but was clenched harder.
Xiao Jing blushes, and there are shallow eyes in her eyes. "What are you doing?"
"Brother, I lied to you."
"What … what?"
Lu Changyuan’s eyes are getting darker and darker. "My wound doesn’t hurt because I want to get your heart."
The cheeks were suddenly red with blood.
Xiao Jing was ashamed and angry and threw her clothes at him. "Change it yourself!"
Instead of being annoyed and angry, Liu Changyuan changed his clothes with a smile on his lips.
He has a broken arm, but it’s no problem to change clothes.
It can be seen that changing clothes is another lie.
Telling a lie doesn’t make people feel disgusted. Xiao Jing’s hand fan wind actually feels extremely sultry. Listening to the rustling sound in his ears makes his hands and feet weak. He simply picks up the pen and plans to finish today’s homework.
He skipped school one day and was caught by the old duke. If he was lazy and didn’t do his homework, he was afraid of being beaten.
It’s because he hasn’t written for a long time that he feels uncomfortable picking up a pen.
"Can’t you write?"
My heart jumped and I suddenly looked up and saw a man wearing his old clothes. Because he didn’t fit in his belt and showed his strong chest, there was a wild glory.
Xiao Jing turned his head and shouted, "Don’t come over and get dressed first."
Lu Changyuan didn’t listen and sat with his arm next to his arm. "Teacher younger brother, your clothes are too small to do this."
I don’t know, I always feel a little ambiguous when I see him wearing his old clothes.
Move your hand Xiao Jing muttered, "Don’t get so close if you have something to say." Even so, he didn’t sit far away.
Both of them didn’t go over this meeting and wanted to spend more time together before a fluctuation.
Candlelight Xiao Jing writes quietly. He can be like a spring flower. Every smile is touching. 3,000 crows send out a faint fragrance like splashing ink.
Liu Changyuan sat there and looked at him. He felt that the years were quiet and should be cherished.
Maybe the light is too dim, maybe his eyes are too warm, Xiao Jing is unwell and his ears are red.
This time, I wanted to see Liu Changyuan, but I was so excited.
I glanced at him several times and still looked at it!
Xiao Jing was upset and complained, "What are you looking at?"
Liu Changyuan raised his lips and chuckled "Look at your writing"
"I won’t write!" Throw a pen and push the paper to him. "You copy it for me."
"good"
The man picked up the pen and looked at the inkstone with a smile. "Teacher younger brother, please."
"You won’t …" Fortunately, the words never came out.
Xiao Jing picked up the ink stick and grinded it slowly, but he had to listen to him in every way. Even if he muttered again, he still did it right.
"All right?"