The first time Yi Xiaoyu met Nan Er was during evening self-study in the freshman year of high school.
The young man's face was clear and beautiful, and his eyes seemed to be filled with water.
She patted her reddish cheeks.
Especially those hands, under the light, the joints are clear and a little charming.
She seemed to vaguely understand the beautiful enchantress mentioned in the book. Well, the male seductress who specializes in capturing her heart.
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Yi Xiaoyu adheres to the concept of being a weak and aloof little cabbage who doesn't give in to others and doesn't give in to others. She tried her best to give full play to her social awesomeness.
The rose champagne was ready. She knelt down on one knee and held a rose in her mouth.
"Classmate Nan, will you marry me?"
The slender figure of the young man paused for less than two seconds. As if frightened, his black feather-like eyelashes trembled and he walked around her.
She was not discouraged and became more courageous the more frustrated she became.
She thinks that Princess Nan will accept Prince Yi's love sooner or later.
After working in the kitchen all day, three crooked rice balls finally appeared in the beautiful world. There were several vague patterns on them, and they looked like vomit when mixed.
Yi Xiaoyu was very satisfied and placed it quietly in classmate Nan's desk.
It showed up in the trash can the next day. …
Forget it, destroy this world.
She gave up on item 520 of "720 Tips to Flirt with a Man". To catch a man, you must first catch his stomach.
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Time flies, and graduation is approaching. Even though she has tried her best, she has only progressed to the point where she can speak eloquently as a "male classmate." She is still carefree on the surface, but inside she is lifeless and wants to give up.
She should have a life of her own.
But the wooden man Nan'er held her wrist and said, "Tonight, there will be a meteor shower."
I make a wish to the stars,
May you be my special little sun.
#Just a sweet cookie about the dog-licking funny woman VS the cold, woody and coquettish man.
Intention: Cookies of life, with upward intentions