"Xu Yin, let me borrow your school uniform jacket." I didn't dare to force him to "hug" him, so I had to settle for the next best thing.
"Why?"
Fang Zhiyun stumbled and replied: "... I... I... A little cold."
Hearing this, Xu Yin glanced out the window, the sun was shining brightly, and then recalled today's weather forecast, which was 33°C. But looking at Fang Zhiyun's "cold" and somewhat weird expression, he decided not to ask any more questions and directly took off his clothes and gave them to her.
He looked at his casual clothes again and said, "Give it back to me before the afternoon class meeting."
Everything was in hand, but Fang Zhiyun was still depressed. He didn't want to be too nice to him, so he returned to his seat after a perfunctory talk. Then he secretly sniffed Xu Yin's clothes like a perverted uncle.
How good! This is the taste!
Wuxianyun pursed her lips and smiled contentedly.
It was lunch break soon, and the midday sun was even stronger. Turning the fan in the classroom to the maximum was useless, and the air was still hot.
Under Li Huan's horrified gaze, Fang Zhiyun resolutely put Xu Yin's coat over her head. Her thoughts were quite obscene. Covering her head like this, Xu Yin's smell came from all directions when she breathed, just like he was sleeping with her in his arms.
After lying down for less than three minutes, Fang Zhiyun was so stuffy that he almost suffocated and had to take his head out to get some fresh air.
Although it tastes good, be careful when using it with your head covered.
Sweet text but not cruel
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