The window is not closed tightly -
The wind sneaked in and stirred the boy's hair.
Shen Qin looked at him, couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed, and pressed her head down with a pair of hands.
"Xiaopi, get some sleep."
The boy sleeping on the table also blushed slightly.
"Is this the annihilation of humanity or the loss of morality? Welcome to this issue of "Today's Statement."" Zhou Fang said angrily, "I am the host Zhou Fang, and the person sleeping next to me is my assistant Qin Fu." She just wanted to pull Qin Fu aside, but she didn't expect that he could no longer support and fell down. Alas, we agreed to work together. She murmured, okay, I'll take a short rest too.
Life in the senior year of high school seems to be like this. In the rare moments of rest, some people are still writing furiously and writing their own future, while others are keeping their spirits up and working hard for the next sprint.
Youth is like this, there will always be the fearlessness of this age group.
Intention: To my boy