Chapter 58 Girls' feelings are always poetry

Author: Lazy

Chapter 58 Girls' feelings are always poetry

Is this a bad atmosphere?

Why are they all so gangsters and taking advantage of me?

Are all the little girls so shy nowadays?

If you want to take advantage, be bolder. Take off his clothes and pants, and resist him will lose.

Xia Chuan was very dissatisfied and even wanted to pull Cheng Yixiao back and teach her the correct way to open the kiss.

What is the kiss that kind of dragonfly skimming the water?

French, ice and fire, neck biting, tiger kissing, nothing he can't do.

My love luck has been really strong recently. Who can withstand such a test?

If he hadn't been to his body as jade, he would have lost his virginity long ago.

Back in the house, Xia Chuan turned on the computer and looked at the download volume. Sure enough, it increased again. In just a few days, it rose directly to more than 30,000, and prop consumption was also increasing little by little.

After closing the computer, he calmed down and continued reading.

It’s not that he doesn’t care about cross-professional books, but that he really doesn’t need to care too much.

He is now completely sure that he has mutated.

His memory is hard to remember. It may be a bit difficult for him to find the difference among the 48,000 squares, but he is definitely the top one. It should not be difficult to post a super brain program.

Strong in memory = learning ability.

Even if he memorizes by rote, his learning ability will not be poor. If he had this ability in his previous life, let alone Nancai, Tsinghua and Peking University would not be bad.

Not only in memory, but also in physical fitness, such as the looming muscles.

It's not the kind of tendon meat that looks uncomfortable in the gym, but the muscle lines full of sunshine. The protein powder I bought some time ago didn't come in handy.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with protein powder.

Putting aside his complicated thoughts, Xia Chuan flipped through the book and felt at ease when he came.

Goodbye, the boy pulls his bow, not afraid of time or wind.

———

The heat of summer did not decrease due to the passage of time. Instead, after August, the heat wave swept over and gradually ushered in the peak.

August and September are definitely the hottest time, and Jinling is like a stuffy stove. Only the breeze under the green sycamore trees brings a hint of coolness to the summer.

After filling the iced Coca-Cola, Xia Chuan felt so happy that he burped.

"Huh~"

Cheng Yixiao's black eyelashes were trembling with pleasure, imitating Xia Chuan's comfortable expression: "It feels so comfortable, it's the best to drink Coke."

"Drink slowly."

He was about to leave, and Cheng Yixiao became more and more attached to him, like a follower all day long.

After buying her some snacks, Cheng Yixiao seemed to realize something and her emotions were not so lively.

Xia Chuan reminded: "I will give you my bike. From now on, you can ride it to school so that Aunt Mei won't give you it every day. The breakfast shop is quite hard."

"Um."

Cheng Yixiao responded and became dull.

Xia Chuan sighed, as if he was coaxing a child, and he didn't call him dad, it seemed that it was not impossible.

I took a picture of Cheng Yixiao's little head: "I'm back from National Day, I'll take you to the amusement park to play."

Cheng Yixiao covered her head and looked up at him with her almond eyes: "Amusement Park!?"

"Yes, I haven't been to the amusement park?"

"Really?"

Cheng Yixiao said happily: "You really will take me there, aren't you lying to me?"

"What do you lie to you?"

Xia Chuan looked serious.

Cheng Yixiao pursed her lips and felt a little shy: "Then, okay, for the sake of taking me to the amusement park, I'll wait for you at home."

"Pack up your stuff and leave."

"Do you want me to clean up for you?"

Cheng Yixiao asked with great interest.

"Need not."

Xia Chuan really wants to say that there is really no sense of distance.

He and Cheng Yixiao seem to have no sense of distance. They have been like this since childhood, and they are just like this when they are childhood sweethearts.

In fact, there are very few childhood sweethearts together.

"Are you afraid that I will see something strange or a strange CD?"

Cheng Yixiao asked with a smile.

Xia Chuan smiled but said nothing. Now there are USB flash drives, so who can buy CDs?

After packing up his things, Cheng Yixiao's eyes were full of reluctance: "I'll give it to you."

"Where are you sending me with your short legs?"

"Station, I have a long legs. If you don't believe me, please see!"

"Exposed."

“Ah~”

Cheng Yixiao exclaimed: "Behave a hooligan!"

"blue."

"Ha, it's obviously..."

Cheng Yixiao immediately stopped talking.

Xia Guangxue, who was working at the foundation, greeted him.

"Dad, let's go."

Xia Guangxue glanced at Cheng Yixiao, who was following Xia Chuan's butt all day long, smiled, and took out a few thousand dollars from his pocket: "I won't send it to you."

"Okay."

Xia Chuan was not pretentious and accepted the money. This was my father's wish. Anyway, the family was not short of money.

Looking at his son's back, Xia Guangxue looked at it for a long time before returning to the room.

The road to the entrance of the village was a bit tormenting for Cheng Yixiao.

I usually have to walk for a long time, but today I pass very quickly.

She felt very depressed in her heart: "Xia Chuan, you went to college, can you not find a girlfriend?"

"I don't look for it, are the women looking for me?"

"Then you just use me as a shield."

Cheng Yixiao smiled playfully, innocent and beautiful, but her face was too tender.

"Then you're too smart."

Xia Chuan was amused and crying, but ignored her unreasonable request.

Middle-aged thoughts are as strong as wine, and girls' feelings are always poetry

The girl's feelings are too obvious, and her feelings are innocent and flawless, full of poetic love like a poem.

Unlike him, he thought too much, his heart was as thick as wine.

"You're leaving, you can go back too, it's a hot day."

"Um."

Staring at his back, Cheng Yixiao pouted, with aggrieved face.

The palpitations made Cheng Yixiao unable to hold back, and tears slid down his face and rushed towards Xia Chuan.

Before he could predict, Xia Chuan staggered and turned around and said helplessly: "Why are you crying? I'm not coming back."

Cheng Yixiao hung in Xiachuan, not crying loudly, but her eyes burst into tears and reluctance.

Xia Chuan also felt a little palpitations in his heart, and he said, "So pretentious?"
To be continued...