Lu Qingyan still hasn't figured out whether it was right to save Luo Youling out of soft-heartedness.
But why is my heart so full?
"Luo Youyi! My floor...!" Lu Qingyan put her arms on the top of the broom and supported her forehead with her palms. The other hand pointed directly at the sofa with his eyes and threw the snack packaging box (melon seed shells on the ground, etc.) Luo Youyi
When the latter heard this cold tone, he looked at the mess he had made on the ground and then shrank his neck.
He quickly threw away the snacks in his hands, chewed the snacks in his mouth and swallowed them.
Her legs that were originally crossed opened up in an instant, and she immediately stood up and grabbed the broom in Lu Qingyan's hand and threw it away. Then she pushed it into Lu Qingyan's arms, buried her head in Lu Qingyan's neck, and rubbed her face back and forth against Lu Qingyan's neck like a coquettish "I was wrong, I dare you next time."
"Huh?!" Lu Qingyan looked enjoying herself, but she still felt like something was wrong?
Therefore, the emotional process of this article is relatively slow, and I will not post it as soon as it starts.
You need to think carefully before entering the trap.
Intention: Probably I want to write such a novel