How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

It was said that it was a friend's birthday. In fact, this "friend" just followed Cheng Yi and met twice.

By the time Lu Jiaheng arrived, the atmosphere was already frying. As soon as others came in, the last second, he put his hand on the shoulder of a girl and held the wheat. Cheng Yi, who howled and shouted side by side, shouted directly from the sofa, eyes straight Look behind him.

Empty.

Cheng Yi didn't give up, and extended his neck to look out.

It really doesn't.

This **** is really cosmic-level anecdote. It's too fresh. Master Lu reminded them to bring them personally. Cheng Yi felt that this was a hint, so he turned back a group of big white legs and was healthy. Sings and drinks alcohol, but this forced a person to come.

Cheng Yi went to see his expression again.

The expression that was not imagined was rejected, but very delicate.

As for how subtle.

Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes and leaned in front of him, hissing, a little puzzled: "How do you think your expressions are chirping?"

"..."

"I don't know why, there is a subtle sense of beauty."

"?"

Cheng Yi touched his chin: "I felt something wrong when you came back with a pink water glass. You don't really want to take the girl's heart, don't do it. Lin Baiyang's ten-year dog life is in your hands. "

Lin Baiyang sat far away from the crowd and sat quietly and harmlessly in the small sofa deck by the door, eating his birthday cake without knowing who it was, just happened to hear the conversation between them, tilting his little finger and inserting a plastic fork into the cake: "Cheng Yi me Uncle drafting."

Cheng Yi was confused: "What the **** are you **** chicks about?"

Lu Jiaheng was obviously not in a good state. Li was too lazy to take care of him. He went directly into the box and walked to the small sofa deck in Lin Baiyang’s seat.

Lin Boyang only knew them from their university. Although the relationship is good, they have the kind of good qualities that can't be skewed. They are a grumpy and pure-hearted man who exports dirty. He usually stays and eats quietly when he goes out to play. Things to play with mobile phones.

Today, Lu Jiaheng also joined him.

The atmosphere of the two rows of semicircular decks inside the box was soaring. There were dice on the floor and sprinkled with wine juice. Some people saw him coming and shouted at him. He didn't pay much attention. He seemed to be an open door. In the corner of the doorway, long legs stretched out before reaching out and took out the phone.

Cheng Yi felt a little unacceptable.

He was dumbfounded to see that Master Landing requested a headset from Master Lin next to him, plugged in the phone and put it on. The man slumped into the small sofa with Erlang's legs, and was quiet for almost half a minute, then--

A smile smiled.

Cheng Yi simply wondered if he was listening to something filthy and dirty in public.

He went around from behind, his head reached Lu Jiaheng's neck, and looked at his mobile phone screen: "Good things need to be shared, Heng brother."

The man responded very quickly. The phone snapped on with a snap, his head tilted, and his hand stretched out against his head: "Stay away from me."

Cheng Yi struggled: "What's the matter?"

"Did you crawl out of the pile of women? I smell like a perfume and I want to vomit."

Cheng Yi: "..."

The first gardener was tortured as soon as he returned to his bedroom.

Several girls lived together for more than ten days, and the relatively shallow emotional history had long been chatted out at night without any distance. Lin Tong expressed hatred for not being able to become a man: "Why did you promise to go with him? That’s Scum! Anything interesting?"

Gu Han, the second child in the bedroom, said with a heartache: "You kid is stupid, he said two sweet words, and he changed his expression and said that he will give you two days of breakfast, and you will put him in his hand again."

The third son finally concluded calmly: "Comrade Chuichi, the organization is very disappointed with you."

"..."

Chuichi struggled to explain: "We haven't talked for less than ten days. I don't feel much, and I don't have much to avoid, and after all, I am a three-year classmate."

Gu Han's eyes widened, and he was completely uneasy: "In case he drags you to a place where there are few people, to take advantage of it!"

Chuichi: "It's okay, I have studied karate for three years."

Gu Han's expression went from unexpected to admiring: "I can't see it, Xiao Azhi."

Chuchi grinned, revealing neat little white teeth: "Still leucorrhea."

Gu Han: "..."

Gu Han is a girl from the Northeast. She likes to study some things like the five elements and gossip of the Tarot constellation. Sometimes it will suddenly rise up and pull you to the gods to read a paragraph.

Lin Tong didn't believe these things. The third child in the bedroom, Xue Niannan, was a standard school bully. Every night when the military training was over, someone beat her in a vocabulary of grade four or six. The only loyal fan of Gu Han was Hakuchi.

At 11:30 in the evening, the black lights were blind and everyone crawled to bed and chatted on their mobile phones. Gu Han turned on the mobile phone torch and sat cross-legged on the bed. He looked at the opposite God of the first garden **** through a hazy white mosquito net. , Say your name and his names such as Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and immediately understand the fate between you."

Chuichi was extremely nervous: "Me and Wu Yanzu."

"..."

Gu Han: "Okay, you and Yin Mingshuo's fate index is zero, but according to his appearance, this person is an annoying, fine, and entangled. Next, he will attack you, from breakfast. Start, and end with supper."

Chuichi: "..."

Chuichi felt that Gu Han did have two brushes, because Yin Mingshuo really appeared early the next morning.

She was still awake at that time, her military training uniform jacket was not pulled, and her hair was tied with her arms open, and she followed her roommate out of the bedroom, went to buy a breakfast, and went to the playground to eat.

A bean paste bag came to the playground just after eating it. Untwisting the soybean milk and biting it into his mouth, he looked up and saw Yin Mingshuo standing there at the gate of the playground with a bag in his hand.

He didn't come alone, and there were two boys next to him. It should be his roommate. When he saw them coming, they laughed uncomfortably.

Before Chuchi had the time to react, Yin Mingshuo ran over and smiled at her: "Early."

There was still soy milk in his mouth, vaguely: "Well, jujube..."

"Already eaten? How can I be full with only a soy milk in the morning? I want to bask in the morning sun. I bought you a Chinese cabbage chicken congee. It will be a while before the assembly. Would you like some first?"

Gu Han glanced at Lin Tong, and his eyes seemed to say, "What am I saying?"

Lin Tong’s character is like a dynamite bag, or spontaneous combustion type. It can be used without a point. Without saying a word, he pulled the first gardener behind him, and his eyes narrowed. Now, don’t you bother with other girls? Just point your face."

Yin Mingshuo's smile was gone, his expression changed slightly, but he still had a good temper: "This is something between me and Chuichi, you may not understand it, she misunderstood me a little bit."

"You really think too much," Lin Tong snorted contemptuously, "you can take a picture of the toilet water and go to the toilet to understand. Is there any misunderstanding that you need to break up with you?"

Yin Mingshuo hadn't spoken yet. The two boys behind him were unhappy. One of them looked very strong and burst out a thick sentence. He took two steps forward: "Speak more politely, do you think I don't want to beat women?"

Gu Han, who was still pinching the first finger for a second, did not joke with her, and walked over with her lips curled, watching them with vigilance.

Yin Mingshuo looked a little embarrassed. He put his hand on the shoulder of the boy next to him and patted it comfortably.

At the gate of the playground in the early morning, boys and girls wearing military training uniforms came in one after another. When they saw this scene, they couldn’t help but look at them more.

The three tall boys confronted a few girls, and the girls didn't take advantage no matter how they looked. The two former roommates of the combat department, like Chili Peppers, completely came up. Xue Niannan briefly recovered from the world of English words. Start to quickly analyze how to deal with the current situation.

But she was not too scared, because the possibility that boys would really beat girls was still too small.

So when she saw that tall boy swept away Yin Mingshuo's hand and pushed Lin Tong provocatively, she was completely stunned.

It’s totally unimaginable for boys to deal with girls.

Gu Han stood right next to him, screaming out three words, grabbed his arm and opened his mouth to bite hard. The soy milk bitten in the mouth of the first gardener who had been standing next to him had no response. Sucking the jelly-like soy milk bag, the little girl raised her arms high and squeezed it. The milky white soy milk was like a column of water, and all of the splashes were sprayed on the boy's face.

The boy closed his eyes subconsciously, pushed back two hands while pushing back, and opened his eyes again, and was completely angry. The face of soy milk ticked into his clothes, his eyes spurting fire, and he stared at them resentfully.

Just violently rushed forward two steps, and was punched into the back of the head with a punch.

Zhou Ming didn’t know when he ran to the back. After the hammering, he yelled twice, the back of his hand was red, his hissing was so painful, he didn’t forget to pretend to force: "Bull the girls in our class, you asked the boys in our class ?"

The atmosphere on the battlefield was anxious, and the sword broke out without touching it.

Zhou Ming had four people in their dorm room. Although they didn't look as strong as each other, they were better than others, but there were more people in the room. There were also girls who helped. Although they hung up, they did not prevail.

The so-called law does not blame the public, fights must fight group fights, bedroom-scale racks are still a little bit worse.

When the instructor and the instructor came over, Chuichi was pouring the porridge of Xuecai chicken shreds that Yin Mingshuo had bought for her. The boy was screamed by Lin Tong and Gu Han in a hot, yelling, sticky and sticky way. The porridge flows down.

Several instructors screamed and ran over to separate the people. The boys were basically painted. The boy who started first was the worst. The porridge and soy milk on the clothes on his face and hair. The girl seems to be fine, except that the clothes and hair are a little messy.

The counselor looked mad and watched them spit: "The department head will come over in a moment! You just wait, our class is famous before the school starts!"

Chuichi stood honestly at the end, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that the head of the department had come over far.

Followed by a person.

The four-digit figure wore a milky white sweater, jeans, and a pair of peach-eyed eyes slightly picked up in a row and stopped in front of her, seemingly smiling.

That look was like saying: awesome.

At first he was stunned, blinking pitifully.

A corner of the man's lips ticked, and came behind the head of the department, watching the counselor and the head of the department talking not far away, standing quietly next to Hakuchi.

"Which are your handwriting?" He lowered his voice, his tone was playful, without looking at her, and casually swept the boys in front of him.

"Porridge," Hatsuri hesitated and added in a small voice, "and soy milk..."

When she finished, he smiled.

There were two chuckles between the throats, he lowered his eyes, watching her small head hang down, seemingly honest, and being too well-behaved, whispering to her: "How much porridge is so boring. What about dishes?"