For art students, whether the relationship between the two people is good depends on whether they are willing to let the other party poach their white paint.

The dirty water chalk came over and dug it into the white pigment in the paint box...

It is very capable of challenging a person's limits and measuring the depth of feelings.

Before Chen Yu started painting gouache, he learned about the emotional function of white pigments from all aspects. In the face of the huge temptation thrown by Jiang Sui, she calmly raised questions.

"Why did you give me white paint for no reason?"

Jiang Sui's lips stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal, and spoke lazily: "Why..."

His tail sound was long and the volume gradually decreased until it stopped, and his dark eyes locked the girl.

The scorching temperature is fleeting.

"Why?" Chen Yu looked at him and asked.

"Of course it's because," Jiang Su lowered his elbow against the back of the chair, supported the seat, and leaned towards the girl bit by bit. He smelled her clean breath, and moved his Adam's apple and made a playful nasal sound: "Brother has a lot of money, so he's so burned."

Chen Yu: "…"

OK.

That's nothing to say.

"I have other pigments, too," Jiang Sui said, "Just stop buying them, I'll bring you a box."

Chen Yu said: "This is not very good."

"Why is it bad?" Jiang Sui looked at her hair on her shoulders and moved her fingertips, "I also have a lot of water chalk."

"After the meal, you go back with me and choose your own choice."

Before Chen Yu could speak, he put his head under her nose: "Look at the bag on my head again."

Seeing that the girl didn't respond, Jiang was afraid that she would continue the topic just now, so he looked impatient and urged: "Hurry up."

"Hurry up, what's up," Chen Yu said, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Sui curled his lips: "It hurts so much."

Chen Yu was stunned. It had been a while since, why did it still hurt so much? She scratched her neck: "How about you go to the hospital."

"I don't want to go."

Jiang followed her blind spot in her sight and hooked the hem of her sweater, wanting to wrap her fingertips around her: "Please help me see."

Chen Yu leaned over to his black hair: "Looking."

Jiang Sui was dissatisfied with his head not being touched, and his nose was vented, and he was extremely upset: "It's wrapped in your hair. You don't touch my hair with your hands. Can you see it? Can you use snacks?"

Chen Yu: "…"

"I'm so annoyed you."

"Who is annoyed? Who is annoyed? Who are you annoyed?"

"I'm annoyed, okay, don't move around, let me see how the bag on your head is doing."

"Then you take a good look, take a closer look, use snacks, don't think about brushing big, just take a look and be done."

“…”

The two of them said one by one, and the matter of water chalk and paint was over.

The restaurant said it was open, but in fact it was just a table of guests and a few teenagers.

Chen Yu knew that Wang Yifan had brought someone, but he didn't expect that it was the girl with a long hair from the Internet cafe that night.

A secret love actually grew fruit.

only……

Chen Yu looked downstairs, Wang Yifan played games with his mobile phone, and the girl sat next to him, looking at his face gently.

Wang Yifan wanted to drink water, so she immediately delivered it to her mouth.

If you want to eat oranges, you can peel them without saying a word. Even the white lines on the orange meat are torn cleanly.

When the girl broke the orange and fed Wang Yifan, her posture was pious and humble.

As he watched him eat, his eyes showed an obsessive light.

Chen Yu's scalp felt a little numb when he witnessed this scene.

What kind of like that?

Life revolves around one person, without self...

Or, as long as you fall in love with it, you will become so humble?

Chen Yu was a little distracted, and a cheerful voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Why are you staring at me all the time?"

"I'm envious?"

Zhang Jinyuan lay on the railing and looked downstairs along her sight. The sour smell of love had fermented, making his brain hurt: "It's really enviable."

Chen Yu left the railing and returned to the sofa behind.

"The name is very important." Zhang Jinyuan continued to look, and continued to be sour. "My buddy, Wang Yifan, has a smooth sailing. His love history is really smooth. There is no shortage of people around him. Every girl loves him so much that she can't. He said that she will part, and the girl will cry and leave obediently."

"No one of them broke up and made the situation very embarrassing. Tsk, it's okay not to envy."

Chen Yu was silent for a while: "Why?"

Zhang Jinyuan turned around, leaned against the railing, facing the girl: "What why?"

"Didn't you say you love so much?" Chen Yu was puzzled, "Then why can you just let go?"

Zhang Jinyuan was stunned for a few seconds: "Uh, I don't understand either."

"It's probably a textbook-level love curtain call. Although I can't accompany you anymore, I'm glad I can accompany you for a while. No matter who accompany you on the road ahead, as long as you are happy?"

Chen Yu: "…"

"Besides, it's not okay to let go," Zhang Jinyuan shrugged, "If you don't want to be with you, what's the point of being silly?"

"My brother, when I like girls, I'm so spoiled," he grinned, revealing his little tiger's teeth. "If you don't like it, you're absolutely heartless and have no say."

Chen Yu saw something downstairs, and his expression was subtle: "Can you please? I can't see it."

Zhang Jinyuan also looked over and saw that Wang Yifan's woman was peeling pine nuts for him, and he immediately understood what Chen Yu meant and said, "That girl's face is full of satisfaction and happiness, and she got what she wished."

Chen Yu was speechless.

Zhang Jinyuan was amused by her reaction: "My brother allowed her to touch her life. Isn't this called spoiling?"

Chen Yu felt that the topic could not continue.

I can't tell whether it's because of the different values ​​of the three aspects, or whether she has too little knowledge and is ignorant.

"What kind of song is coming," Zhang Jinyuan hummed, "Our story is worthy of love, and it is worth both wrong..."

Chen Yu flipped through the song library in his mind: ""Worth it."

“Ah yes,”

Zhang Jinyuan's eyes lit up, like the scorching summer sun, very bright. He walked to the sofa excitedly: "Awesome beauty, I thought of it so quickly, can you sing? What's behind?"

Chen Yuqingqing said coldly: "No."

Zhang Jinyuan: “…”

Very hard to talk about.

Zhang Jinyuan sat down on the single sofa opposite, stacked his legs and crossed his hands on his chin: "I found that you always look downstairs. Have you encountered emotional problems?"

Chen Yu did not answer, but threw a look at me, "I'm not familiar with you."

What I mean is that, please do not pay attention to my personal ** aspect, thank you.

The handsome sunny boy bending his eyebrows and smiled: "We have seen each other several times."

"Don't be so nervous, Classmate Chen, I won't fuck you."

Chen Yumoran.

Zhang Jinyuan silently filled in the second half of the sentence, but he couldn't even soak it.

In No. 2 Middle School, the school grass is not as good as his share, but the class grass is still enough. He is also an old academic master who has not changed for thousands of years and is very good at playing basketball. Many people chase it.

Where have you ever been on the bench?

The girl in front of me was not as cold as she was, like a thousand-year-old ice, and was covered in a slight air conditioning, which was hard to get close to.

The only one who can warm up her is the true emperor.

Zhang Jinyuan remembered something and took out his cell phone: "I don't have your phone number yet."

Just as Chen Yu was about to speak, a roar suddenly broke out in the corridor: "Don't give it to me!"

Jiang strode with a black face.

When Zhang Jinyuan saw that after the bird, he ran away.
To be continued...