If you answer this answer that the little brother doesn't like, will you be dragged down?

She stared at the picture for a while, then typed and replied: It's all okay.

As light as a swallow: Do you have to choose one?

Ruoru: It's clean?

Then there was a voice message: "Shallow, man with legs and hair, what do you little girls think? And who are you? Why are there girls on my phone?"

After hearing this, Gu Ruo concluded that the voice was not sent by the little brother, but by another boy. The little brother was a subwoofer, and his friend was close to the young master's voice and his tone was higher.

The background sound of laughing in the audio is actually the voice of the little brother she likes.

Immediately afterwards, I saw another voice message from the opposite side, which was the sound of the little brother's subwoofer: "Don't worry about that idiot."

Gu Ruo held his cell phone blankly, thinking that he might have been involved in a war without realizing it.

But... isn't this little brother a little familiar?

After a while, the little brother sent another voice message: "Did you disturb your rest? Go to bed early, good night, elementary school master."

The nice voice was full of magnetism, just like the gentle male host on the midnight radio station. The voice was very low, just like a murmur in his ears, and he gently said good night to her.

For voice control, this is a fatal blow.

Ahhhh, she's dead.

She was so happy that she lay on the bed and got out of the way.

Gu Ruo met the subwoofer brother like this. So far, he has been chatting intermittently for four months.

Still not very familiar.

Gu Ruo was squeezed out of the bus.

The car was stuck halfway and it took a long time to move less than 30 meters away. The driver simply opened the car door, and anxious passengers could find another way.

Gu Ruo was indeed anxious. His petite figure was a little difficult to squeeze out from the crowd. After getting off the bus, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then ran towards the school.

She is not tall, but her schoolbag is very big, with panda patterns on her schoolbag, which looks very cute.

However, when running, the schoolbag swayed randomly, and it was obviously heavy inside. This was simply a heavy run. For Gu Ruo, it was a bad situation.

The bun on her head was also scattered, and it didn't take long to scatter half of it.

After taking a shortcut to the school, she hesitated at the railings and decided to try to climb in.

From here, it takes five minutes to run even if you run. Then you have to go through the playground to the teaching building. Where is the straight line that you enter from here?

Gu Ruo climbed the railings very clumsy, but because he was anxious, he looked a little embarrassed.

When I struggled to support my body and wanted to step on a support and flip over, I couldn't find a place for a long time.

At this time, Shen Qing patted the ball and passed by here. When she came over, she saw Gu Ruo's appearance.

He is a small person with a cartoon big schoolbag on his back and looks like a primary school student, but he is wearing a high school uniform.

Her little feet were scattered in the middle of the railing, like a stranded fish flapping in vain.

He took two steps back, looked at Gu Ruo slapping like a juggling, and wanted to laugh but held back.

The morning sun was soft and scattered on his face, softening his tough facial curves.

His eyes were clear, and soft ripples appeared because of his smile, and he became a little weaker and sharper.

He coughed lightly, reminding Gu Ruo that there was someone behind him, and then he picked up his ball and put it under Gu Ruo's feet.

In panic, Gu Ruo finally stepped on something, took advantage of the force to get on the railing, then flipped in in a mess, and finally fell on the lawn to land smoothly.

After she quickly said "thank you", she got up and ran to the teaching building.

After running for a while, I remembered to look back. At this time, Chen Qing had already walked away and only saw a silhouette.

She only remembered that the one who helped her was a boy, who was very tall, had a thin figure and had particularly long legs.

The boy was wearing a sports school uniform jacket and sports shorts on his lower body, revealing his slender calves.

She once leaned against the railing, knowing the height of the decorative pattern and the height of the boy's legs to her waist.

Long-legged monster.

Chen Qing is also late.

But he was very calm.

Even a little shameless.

He walked calmly to the gate of the sports school, carrying the breakfast he had just bought. When he passed by the fence, he heard the girl's scream, and someone whispered his name.

He turned his head and looked at it, the aerobics team was ignored.

After seeing the old man who was guarding the door, he just raised his chin to say hello.

The old man who was guarding the door also knew Chen Qing, and he was happy to see him. He put his hands on the windowsill and just watched Chen Qing walk over.

There are not many people going to go to the sports school, and there are only three people in the school. They are not serious, but have been stopped.

This also seems so gentle and special. After all, the guard only has three "customers" every morning.

They have to do morning exercises at six in the morning, and now it is seven in twenty. The morning exercises are over. I guess they are doing kicking and stretching, or they simply disband.

If you can still be leisurely during this period, you will be a student like Shen Qing.

Chen Qing and the other three were suspended for one semester. The coach asked him to write three thousand words for review. Two weeks passed and he didn't write a single word, and he started to have sex in the morning.

When he walked to the door, the old man opened the door for him.

After Chen Qing walked in, he didn't walk in. He sat in front of the small stone table at the door and opened the breakfast to eat. He also took out a cup of soy milk and placed it opposite him.

The old man in the door sat opposite him, and Chen Qing immediately said, "The soy milk has no added sugar, so drink it with confidence."

I still remember that my uncle has diabetes.

After saying that, he started to toss the chess pieces on the stone table with a bun in his mouth. Within a minute, Chen Qing's cell phone rang.

Chen Qing took out his cell phone and answered the video call. He compared a scissor hand to the camera. He was so angry that the coach on the camera cursed: "Where are you? Are you hard? You can't even have morning fucks?"

"Isn't this playing chess with the uncle?" Chen Qing explained.

"Don't lie to me, show me the chessboard!"

Chen Qing turned the video to the chessboard.

The coach really looked at the chessboard and then cursed: "Stirring chess, hurry up and swipe the card."

They are now advanced.

I swipe my card when I go out for morning exercises, swipe my card in class, and swipe my card after class, so I will prevent this group of people from skipping classes.

The most annoying thing is that people come in from time to time to count the number of people, and then go to the card swipe machine. The number of cards is more than the number of people, and the whole class is punished, so no one helps to swipe the card.

Chen Qing stood up slowly and waved goodbye to the old man.

The old man looked at Chen Qing leaving and couldn't help but smile and mutter: "Now these children..."
Chapter completed!