Brother, Please Open the Door and Let Me Know.

[Campus | A cute and happy puppy, sweet girl DOU🎵: The white peach does not cross the river There is a small theater drop in vb: @ Cute and sweet articles in the same style "White Peach Sparkling Water" and "Crush Victim" can be seen by clicking on the column~ "You decide who I want to be." 1. The first time they met was at the entrance of the elevator in the corridor. You Mian was squatting on the ground with his head hanging. The little girl raised her eyes and saw a slender white hand holding a large black box. "Don't block the road." Shen Yu said coldly. His lips are studded with earrings, his wolf tail covers his eyebrows, his lower three white eyes are fierce, and his silver ring has an exaggerated shape. Not like a good person. This is her new neighbor. 2. There have been constant sounds of howling ghosts and howling wolves at the door of Shen Yu's house recently. Several big men were bent over, sticking out their buttocks and dangling from the cat's eyes, pleading to the door. "Grandpa, come out quickly, something big has happened!" "It's so urgent, brother! Please open the door!" You Mian poked his head from next door and asked in confusion: "My neighbor is in debt?" "That's not true." Several friends quickly explained, "Little sister, is there any way you can call him out?" You Mian nodded: "It's so easy." 3. "Ding——" the doorbell rang. The girl's enlarged face in the electronic cat's eyes flashed with big eyes and she tilted her head and said: "Brother, open the door and tie me~" Soon, the door was opened. Several big men were dumbfounded! It turns out that his royal brother eats sweet girls! Shen Yu leaned against the doorframe, looking tired. "So what." He was used to it, his eyes only fell on You Mian, and he regarded the few big men behind her as "transparent people". "Another brother is looking for you!" You Mian blinked and reported obediently. Shen Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at his friend, sweating crazily. "Brother, open the door~" One of them joked with him without fear of death. "Pa—" The door was violently closed. After two seconds, he opened it again. Shen Yu picked up You Mian with one hand and took him to the room. "Be good, don't play with bad guys." He whispered affectionately into the girl's ear. "I know." You Mian responded obediently and kissed him on the cheek. Friend: Are we part of it? ! Small Theater Classmate A: My brother is handsome and can sing! Classmate B: My brother studies well and ranks first in grade! You Mian: My neighbor's brother is so cool when he plays mahjong! The money I win will take me to McDonald's! You Mian: He will also help me warm up my liver with games! My daughter is so beautifully raised! You Mian: He said he is also good at picking up girls! [Everyone looks at the cool guy who used to be serious about his words] Shen Yu:... Is she praising me? "He's got a knack for picking her up." Pre-collection of the "Third Perspective" ball collection in the next volume: Campus + city, sour secret love, sweet taste "My handwriting contains your handwriting." Jin Feixue x Cheng Nanke Free romantic artist x dark and mean careerist 1. At the class reunion, Jin Feixue reunited with Bai Yueguang, her high school crush. Taking advantage of their drunkenness, the two of them showed their true feelings. Jin Feixue shook her wine glass and joked: "Oh, I wrote so many love letters but I still couldn't catch up with you." The boy suddenly became angry: "Love letters? Don't be joking. There are seventeen pieces of paper in total. The first one is "Pipa Play" and the second one is "The Drunkard's Pavilion"... You might as well give me a copy of the high school classical Chinese collection." He even brought the seventeen "love letters" with him, as if he was provoking an attack on the perpetrators. Jin Feixue was stunned for a moment, then opened a letter casually. The handwriting seemed to be her own, but it was very strange. She suddenly woke up. 2. Cheng Nanke sat in a dark corner, calmly watching the woman's angry expression. "Cheng Nanke! Did you switch my love letters back then?" Jin Feixue trusted her sweetheart. After all, at the beginning, he was so focused on studying that he turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and was too lazy to complain to his parents and teachers. "Yeah." Cheng Nanke admitted. "What about the love letter I wrote?" She asked again. "Burned." Cheng Nanke didn't even raise his eyes when he answered. 3. Later. The air-conditioning in the presidential suite was fierce, and the love letters that should have been "burned" were crumpled into the folds of the off-white sheets. His kiss was harsh and forceful, as if it had torn away all her seventeen-year-old girlish reverie. "I even learned your handwriting." "I also imitated and wrote a letter to myself." "Guess what the first sentence is." He grabbed Jin Feixue's wrist and forced her to answer. Jin Feixue's eyes were red, she buried her face in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "My dearest Cheng Nanke." My dearest xxx. This is the most common opening line used by Jin Feixue when writing love letters. But it never belonged to him. Note: sc! ! Sc! ! Left at 2:26 am on August 12, 2023, screenshot has been taken Purpose: Bravely pursue dreams without regretting youth