100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 757

[Chapter 757 Bamboo horse is very cold (36)]

The sunlight poured in from the lattice window, smearing the young man’s hair with light gold, as if it was falling with golden light.

He is slender, leaning over slightly indulgently, clasping the five fingers of the girl with his fingers, kissing her softly on the side of his face, and pressing the bridge of his tall nose against the side of the girl’s face, looking from the side, the silhouette of the boy’s eyelashes is long and thick.

He lowered his eyelashes.

The thin lips rubbed against the corner of the girl’s lips, both of them were a little unsteady in breathing, the small hand in the palm broke free, and An Jin’s eyes darkened.

Yu Chu turned her face to the side, and the boy’s soft lips brushed against her cheek, creating a sense of electric current.

She pushed the person, “Brother An Jin?”

“Well.” An Jin didn’t move, but lowered her eyes and clasped her hand flatly again, “You can’t fall in love early.”

His voice was soft.

Yu Chu was suddenly stunned. A person who just kissed her is still not allowed to fall in love?

She raised her head and met the boy’s dark and graceful eyes. An Jin has been quiet and quiet since he was a child, and other children are at a noisy age, but this guy has no fireworks at all.

Indifferent, not like living in the world.

Yu Chu looked up at him and frowned: “I don’t want to fall in love early, I didn’t plan to fall in love early, but you just…”

Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly lowered his eyes, his lips fell again, and he gently kissed the corner of her lips.

Yu Chu was stunned.

An Jin straightened up and looked at her.

“Brother An Jin…”

Yu Chu opened his mouth to speak again, and the boy’s lips suddenly curved, lowered his eyes again, and pecked lightly.

The fragrance between the lips is seductive. Those gentle eyes were close at hand, like a dark full moon.

His lips brushed lightly, as soft as a feather.

Yu Chu blinked and stopped talking.

The two looked at each other for a while before the young man suddenly got up, took back the hand that was beside her, adjusted his cuffs, and said calmly, “But I like you.”

The girl with her back against the door suddenly widened her eyes.

The boy in white looked at her, smiled slightly, leaned over again, and pressed her soft and thin lips to her lips, tossing and turning, his voice low and clear:

“So, let’s fall in love early.”

“Early early… early love?”

Yu Chu’s eyes widened.

As a god of learning, Zhuma-kun basically didn’t care about anything other than studying. Apart from playing games occasionally, he spent most of his time reading quietly.

Moreover, this person, in the original plot, is pure-hearted and has few desires, like a monk. He passed high school safely, studied abroad, and became a professor at a young age.

Obviously “other people’s children”.

However, he said, puppy love?

“Well.” The boy looked at her calmly and narrowed his eyes slightly, “If it’s the two of us, you don’t have to worry too much… There is no problem with studying.”

Yu Chu wondered, “But An…”

“If you don’t like me, you can cultivate it slowly.” The boy suddenly spoke, but his long eyelashes lowered slightly, “We grew up together, I understand you and can take care of you. If you don’t like it, tell me, I It can be changed too. Okay?”

When he asked the last question, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at her indifferently. He was still calm as usual, but seemed to be slightly tense and stiff.

Yu Chu looked at him and said nothing.

“You… I can agree to whatever you want.” The boy opened his mouth low again, blinking his eyelashes slightly, and raised a pair of eyes that were as gentle as a foggy moon.

“OK?”

“…”

The little bamboo horse frowned.

There was no response, and he almost became pitiful: “You don’t like me?”

Yu Chu coughed.

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PS (don’t count) Don’t worry about me, I’m fine, it’s not convenient to code words in the bottle these days… I don’t want to say everyone’s understanding, I’m always breaking my promise, I’m really sorry, it’s hard for you to read my book (இ dishஇ)… 9 o’clock in the evening See