The girl was wearing a college-style suit, with long legs under the black pleated skirt, and her white skin was faintly visible while walking, revealing the temptation of ambiguousness.

She was holding a stack of homework in her arms, which happened to cover her slightly developed breasts.

"A Che." Fenghua called Zhuma Jun and climbed up to the sixth floor in one breath and panted: "Hurry up and help me hug it."

The boy stopped and naturally took the heavy homework book from her arms.

However, at such a close distance, the inevitable fingertips will touch the soft skin on the girl's arms...

Fenghua didn't care, but the young man's white ears turned slightly red. He tried hard to ignore the subtle strangeness in his heart, lowered his eyelashes and asked, "Didn't you go shopping? Why did you come back with such a large stack of homework?"

"Don't mention it." Fenghua shook his slightly sour hands and replied, "I met a history teacher on the way and insisted that I help him bring homework."

"Oh. What about others."

“Go to have breakfast.”

The two of them were talking casually and walked towards the innermost classroom of the corridor.

After class, the students who were playing in the corridor were talking in a low voice when they saw men and women walking side by side with outstanding appearance and temperament.

"Minxia and Yan Che in Class 1 (1) of Grade 1."

“It looks so pleasing to the eye.”

"Yan Che is so handsome..."

“The summer is also very beautiful.”

"The country owes me a bamboo horse/qingmei."

On weekdays, I often hear such matching words, but today it makes Yan Che feel a little uncomfortable.

——I think Yan Che doesn’t like her, right?

[Ding! Target character Yan Che, favorability degree 5, strategy completion degree 50!]

The boy breathed slightly.

He glanced at the girl from the corner of his eyes.

Her side face has a green line, but it has already faintly revealed its beauty, and her skin is as white as milk, and it is so tender that it is tempting.

At this time, it is the most wonderful time for the relationship between men and women. You may begin to have a little bit of favorable affection for the opposite sex, but you are ashamed to admit it.

The boy is not very clear about and faces his own thoughts, but he has the ability to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, and only feels...

His little childhood sweetheart, also known as "Midsummer", is better than all the girls he has ever seen.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his slightly singular mind was restrained.

When he walked into the classroom, he handed the homework book to the study committee member and Yan Che returned to his seat.

Seeing the girl lying weakly on the desk, Yan Che took out a piece of exquisitely packaged cake from under the desk, tapped the table with a slender finger and pushed it over.

He raised his wrist and the silver watch worn by the delicate wrist bone flashed a faint blue light. He glanced at the time and reminded her, "Class will be in the future, you still have three minutes."

"I'm about to starve to death. Ache, you're really my dear. How did you know I didn't have time to have breakfast this morning?"

Fenghua was so hungry that he roared. He took a break of the cake without hesitation, picked up the fork and started it, and did not forget to praise him and tease Zhuma Jun.

"Well, it's still a strawberry red velvet cake. This one I like to eat recently... Ache, did you prepare it for me?"

"No, you thought too much. You just bought too much this morning." The boy picked up the book and pretended to memorize words, and his clear voice denied faintly.

However, a trace of beautiful and crimson tips of his ears showed his right and wrong.

What a heart-to-heart baby, it's really...

Too stingy.

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Chapter completed!