This is my first time writing, so I apologize for my poor writing in some places.
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Note: Bainanmu 1, Song Yuheng 0, don't make a mistake!
No prototype
Cool, sultry and aggressive x lively and cheerful, if you touch the upper left corner of the mine, exit immediately. Thank you.
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Song Yuheng sat lazily on the edge of the white nanmu desk and shouted jokingly: "Dear——"
Bai Nan pushed him down unceremoniously: "Get out."
Song Yuheng shamelessly tried to sit back, but Bai Nanmu said, "... You can try to see if I will scream to death first." Song Yuheng retracted and leaned against his table instead.
When Bai Nanmu saw that he was no longer blocking the light, he didn't say anything. He still leaned against him and continued to read the "Model Essay" in his hand. Song Yuheng saw that he was ignoring him and felt left out.
Song Yuheng slapped Bai Nanmu's nearly 5-centimeter "Model Essay" on the table with a "bang". He was shocked. No one told him that it was so loud!
Several classmates turned to look at them.
Song Yuheng secretly cursed: "It must be a problem with the book, yes, that's right."
Only then did Bai Nanmu turn her attention to him. A look like "If you have something to say, tell me quickly, if nothing happens, get out."
Song Yuheng pretended to cough and said, "Do you think I'm better today than yesterday?"
Bai Nanmu:......
"You can..." Bai Nan said without hesitation, but before he could say the word "get out", Song Yuheng blocked it with his hand.
"I like you more."
Bai Nanmu raised his eyebrows, took his hand off his mouth, but didn't let go. He grabbed his wrist, then the back of his hand... And finally covered the back of his hand, and then... Interlocked their fingers. He said teasingly: "So? Want to talk?"
The flaming pink in the sky quietly climbed onto Song Yuheng's ears, and he tried to take his hand back. Damn, why is this guy holding on so tightly? Song Yuheng thought dissatisfiedly, a little pink spread on his neck, as if time had been sped up by 0.75 Times.
Bai Nanmu's tone was gentle and asked again: "Do you want to talk about it?"
Although Song Yuheng looked elsewhere, he still gave the answer without hesitation, "Talk."
White Nanmu
"The Chu River flows across the Chu Temple, and the nanmu grows quietly on the back of the red cliff."
Song Yuheng
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and Yu Heng upholds the Taoist heart."
Intention: I have already seen the blooming iron tree
