Time seems to stand still.
Luo Xiaojiang's dark eyes were clear and clear, she blinked her soft eyelashes, and she didn't know what to say for a while, and there was a warm current in her heart, flowing quietly.
She looked at Gong Jiu Che, the fine sunlight of the early morning shone on him, handsome like the most noble royal prince in British oil painting.
"Good morning" Ye Zimu's elegant voice broke the condensed air, and he came over on a bicycle, wearing a white shirt, and a clear smile like a narcissus appeared in his eyes.
Luo Xiaochan came back to her senses, and there was a faint smile on her cherry-soft lips: "Ye Zimu, good morning" Gong Jiuche's face was even more gloomy and cold, and he smiled coldly: "Classmate Ye Zimu, it's really too much of a coincidence" Since Luo Xiaochan went for a morning run, he could often meet Ye Zimu, Gong Jiuche didn't believe it, everything was a coincidence Ye Zimu's smile stiffened slightly, and then his eyes fell on Gong Jiuche's bandaged arm, and he asked worriedly: "Gong Jiuche, what's wrong with your arm?"
Gong Jiuche's attitude was slightly better: "I was scratched by a few guys who didn't know whether to live or die."
Luo Xiaochan told Ye Zimu what had happened.
Ye Zimu was slightly surprised, and then asked, "Then what are you going to do?"
Gong Jiuche's handsome face had a slightly childish violence: "Young Master Ben is ten times more repaid" He looked at Luo Xiaochan, and his eyes flashed with distress.
A breeze blows.
Luo Xiaochan was draped in curly hair, and her crystal-like delicate and beautiful face smiled mischievously: "Yes, the young master of the palace wants to help me get angry."
The sun shone down and shimmered on her face, dazzling as beautiful as crushed mercury.
Ye Zimu's originally clear eyes also suddenly dimmed, and he was thinking, how good it would be if he came earlier, as long as he came earlier.
Ye Zimu touched his schoolbag, which contained the English notes he had prepared, which he had sorted out after staying up all night, and he planned to take them out.
Gong Jiuche suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked on Luo Xiaochan's forehead: "Don't smirk, hurry up and go to school, we still have to tutor."
Luo Xiaochan grinned: "Yes, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up."
Ye Zimu's fingers trembled and stopped moving, his rosy lips raised slightly, with a bitter smile.
The refreshing wind is blowing, the osmanthus petals on the side of the road are fluttering down, and the air is filled with a quiet smell.
Ye Zimu looked at the two figures in front of him who were gradually walking away, the gauze white shirt trembled gently in the breeze, and his heart trembled.
This road seems to be frozen, but he is redundant.
Luo Xiaochan turned around and shouted, "Ye Zimu, why don't you leave?"
Ye Zimu came back to his senses, he pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, his gentle eyes seemed to have a clear light as water flashing, and he got on his bicycle: "I may have to go to school first."
Elite High School.
When the two male gods and Luo Xiaochan came to the school together, it undoubtedly caused people to scream uncontrollably, and there was a dense crowd at the gate of the school, excited, excited, and curious Gong Jiuche is handsome.
Ye Zimu is handsome.
They are all a new generation of male gods in the minds of all the girls in elite high schools, maybe in the past, when an ugly and vulgar Luo Xiaochan appeared next to him, all the girls would be angry.
And now it's different.
Luo Xiaochan was wearing a white dress, the skirt was swaying gently in the wind, her long hair was draped over her body like a waterfall, her facial features were delicate and delicate, her eyes were clear and smart, her long and dense eyelashes were like a small fan, her thin lips were pursed, and she smiled shallowly.
The whole person is pure and quiet, which makes her an angel and a smart.
Her change was seen by the teachers and students of the whole school, and sometimes they even felt that they had a dream about the ugly duckling becoming a princess. oshow7 t1706231537: