Zhou Yi'an is a junior in college, but he has a work in "Literary Criticism" and is guaranteed to graduate. Life is a straight river, refreshing and refreshing.
Xu Heng is also a junior in college. He has failed half of his professional courses. His closet is full of bags given by men. He lives like a broken ship that can sink at any time, relying on one breath to hold on.
There shouldn't have been any intersection.
But Zhou Yian didn't know which tendon was wrong and insisted on dragging her ashore.
"Come to the library with me."
Xu Heng rolled his eyes: "Why?"
"After sitting here for three hours, I will take you to eat food worth 2,000 per person per day."
Xu Heng sneered: "What meal should I miss?"
"Then after reading this book," Zhou Yian took out another one, "I'll buy you that bag you've always wanted."
Xu Heng stared at her for three seconds.
Is this person sick? But that bag... Is indeed a limited edition.
Later, Xu Heng thought that her fate in Zhou Yian's hands probably started from this moment on.
Not because she actually went to the library.
It was because she discovered that when Zhou Yian said these words, his eyes were curved and the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was looking at something particularly cute. No one had ever looked at her like this.
In short, the good girl who won the first place in the National Award every year has turned into a dark and humid woman whose wife will explode on the spot even if she looks at other men; and the beautiful girl who passed through thousands of flowers without a leaf touching her body
The gorgeous snake and scorpion turned into an angry little kitten that was too annoyed to do anything.
Intention: Not all boats have to go ashore, hey, I just love drifting in the sea