"Let go" Mu Xiaoxiao's face was red, like a red apple, and in a few seconds, fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and the ruddy color invaded his face and spread to the root of his ears.
The little fist struggled hard, but because of the occasion, she didn't dare to make too much movement, otherwise it would be very embarrassing.
Although Guan Ming's physical fitness is scum to his grandmother's house, the blessing of strength is still obvious to gender, and Guan Ming said that Mu Xiaoxiao is not false at all.
Of course, emotions are also a point that affects strength, Guan Ming said that he needs to use two hands to ensure that nothing goes wrong, and he will never admit that he can't control one of Mu Xiaoxiao's hands with one hand Never admit it "You haven't told me yet, do you like this" His hands seemed to be holding a clear spring, he lowered his head, and his lips touched the back of his fleshy hand.
"You, you let go first" Mu Xiaoxiao pulled back hard, but the posture was very awkward, and she couldn't use any force at all, and her tone was anxious, helpless and shy.
It is said that liking someone is painful, because it is a kind of missing, this is a kind of giving.
And being liked is a kind of happiness, because it is a kind of enjoyment, but also a kind of gain.
Why do so many people want to be celebrities In addition to money and the desire to perform, it is probably because of nostalgia for being liked.
Mu Xiaoxiao, who was liked, was evasive and dazed at first, because she had never learned this part of the content in the textbook, and she didn't know what to do when dealing with unknown things, because there was no book telling her what to do.
Guan Ming's persistence, the guidance of Mu's father and mother, from the beginning of the dazed, Mu Xiaoxiao is also a little used to this state of being liked.
To say that she doesn't feel anything is.
Guan Mingyou, such a powerful person actually likes her, although she is very ashamed, but she has been beating her attention since she was in her third year of high school, and now the second semester of her freshman year is almost over, he is still so persistent, thinking about her, she also feels very proud, at least in her opinion, she is just an ordinary girl from an ordinary family, without the appearance of a country and a city, without a prominent identity and so on.
But in the bottom of her heart, she still likes this feeling, and even sometimes thinks that maybe it's not impossible to indulge a little, after all, it's college, if she hasn't been in love, it's a tragedy, after all, her father and mother have agreed.
However, she didn't expect things to move so quickly She's still going to agree in her senior year and grab the tail of college, and it turns out now "I won't let go unless you hold my hand."
With the back of his hand against his face, Guan Ming looked at Mu Xiaoxiao with a smile on his face, looking a scoundrel.
What is the difference between holding your hand and not letting go Mu Xiaoxiao bared her teeth, and at the same time glanced at Guan Ming's big arm, although there are not many biceps, but presumably if you bite a bite, you can probably bite a lot of meat "If you bite me, I'll bite you too" Guan Ming's eyelids jumped, and then he hurriedly threatened.
Mu Xiaoxiao's braces are too intimidating, and it should be a very gentle atmosphere under the afternoon sun, but under the braces with a metallic cold light, I always feel that my arm will be bitten off, like the kind in a zombie movie.
"Oops, hand-holding, hand-holding."
Liu Chunmei didn't review seriously, she glanced at Guan Ming and Mu Xiaoxiao when she looked at two lines of words, no, she suddenly saw that Mu Xiaoxiao's hand was held, and she also got Liu Chunmei's point, suppressed her voice, and babbled.
Li Minghui and Li Feifei looked up at the same time and looked ahead.
And Mu Xiaoxiao seemed to have a sense in his heart, and raised his head at the same time.
This is a look between roommates, and Mu Xiaoxiao's anxious head is sweating "Grip, grip is not enough?"
Mu Xiaoxiao was so anxious that she was about to jump to her feet, opened her palms, and interlocked her fingers.
Stunned for a moment, Guan Ming looked up, saw Li Minghui's bright smile, and before Guan Ming could react, Mu Xiaoxiao held Guan Ming's hand, pulled it under the table, and stuck to the table, if he didn't bend over, he basically couldn't see the picture of his fingers interlocking.
Looking back at Mu Xiaoxiao, this guy put up the textbook in shame and buried his whole face in the book.
Shaking his head helplessly, his thumb subconsciously scratched the back of the other party's hand, fleshy, soft, and full of collagen.
Turning his head sideways, Mu Xiaoxiao glared at Guan Ming fiercely, and at the same time exerted force in his hand, although the interlocking fingers were a little strangled, but they were only a little strangled.
There were a few coughs in front, Guan Ming looked up, and saw Liu Chunmei squeezing her eyebrows and smiling here, and the smile on Guan Ming's face was much brighter.
Looking at the head buried in the book, looking at the hands placed side by side under the table, and looking at Guan Ming's smile, Li Minghui was a little jealous, jealous of why she was good to Mu Xiaoxiao in all aspects, but she didn't get Guan Ming's attention.
But even if she is jealous, at this moment, her smile is still sweet, like a rose blooming in May, beautiful and incomprehensible.
Love is a rose, sweet and thorny.
Guan Ming can't be a pure person like Bethune, but he hopes that his feelings can be pure and free of a trace of impurities.
Although her head was blocked by the book, it was just an ostrich tactic, and she could imagine what kind of Shura field she would experience at night, no, it was all Shura field before this holiday Thinking about being ridiculed by her roommates every day, Mu Xiaoxiao has a big head.
She didn't know how open a woman would be when she got married, but she knew how bold the lights out topic in the dormitory was.
Thinking that he would be humiliated at night, Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but squeeze Guan Ming's hand hard, but this was not a handshake posture, and the interlocking of fingers itself could not put more pressure on the other party.
Feeling the hot flashes in her palm, she also knew that she was more shy than anything else.
With the blocking of books and the practice of covering her ears and stealing bells, she had time to feel Guan Ming's palm.
Big, this is her first reaction, as if she was holding her father's hand when she was a child.
Then he was thin, and when he buckled his fingers hard, he could feel the bones of his hand, as if there were only bones left on the back of his hand except for a layer of skin and tendons.
Quietly straightening the book, Mu Xiaoxiao turned his head sideways, looked at the back of his right hand, it looked fleshy, the blood vessels were vaguely invisible, and the fingers of his left hand were subconsciously buckled, feeling Guan Ming's hand bones.
She suddenly found that even if she was a head shorter than the other party, her weight was probably the same It's so angry stumble The right hand held her left hand, although it was troublesome to control the mouse with her left hand, Guan Ming still liked this feeling very much.
The quiet library is like a classroom, with a teacher in front of it, chattering on the podium about drowsy content, while Guan Ming and Mu Xiaoxiao are lovers in the same seat, under the teacher's nose, doing heart-pounding interactions
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