The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 201 Why Do You Like Lu Jingyun
Yisha Pavilion, [-].

It has been a while since the lights in the dormitory have been turned off, most of the girls fell asleep early, the moon half leaned against the wall, rubbed its sore eyes, slowly put away the flashlight, put the geometry manual by the bed, and hugged the whale boy next to him. She smiled silly, scratching her teeth every now and then.

She never studied after [-] o'clock in the evening. The efficiency of nervous fatigue is low and it is the time for liver detoxification, especially under the mandatory conditions of turning off the lights at a fixed time in the dormitory, and it hurts her eyes.

But for Brother Whale...

Hua Zhi had previously told her that Lu Jingyun was from a high-spirited family, although he didn't specify his family background, but from Lu Jingyun's body, he could also see that he was extremely well-cultivated, well-educated, elegant and dignified.

with her...

The girl closed her eyes slightly, and her dark eyelashes fluttered slightly with the subtle emotional waves, like a child who couldn't sleep well.

Still need to work harder.

The drowsiness came inadvertently, just as the moon slowly slid down into the quilt, there was a sudden strong vibration from the bottom of the pillow.

The girl's eyelids moved lightly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she narrowed her eyes and took out her phone.

QQ group chat of 'Mianfeng No. 3 middle school carrying the handle F[-]'——

The marshal who opened up the territory for you: Are you asleep? (Rose)

The moon was a little curious about the marshal's nervousness tonight, and as soon as he stretched out his finger to reply, a line of small characters appeared on it.

Alluring and charming: No way!The long night is long and everything is silent, it is a good time to cultivate immortals in this way. (Tai Chi)
Moon pursed her lips, glanced at Huazhi's bed in the dark, and then hid under the covers to play with her mobile phone, her pseudo-myopia was probably confirmed.

A round of moon hangs in the sky: Tired, squinting blindly, I wish the upstairs will become a four-eyed frog girl as soon as possible. (beat)

Charming and charming: Hehe, I think too much, Idol looks very seductive.

After speaking, she immediately sneaked in some eye exercises.

A round of moon hangs in the sky: Don't be superstitious, believe in Brother Liang, and get Kazilan's big eyes.

Beautiful and charming: Kazilan's big eyes can't be opened by herself now.

A round of moon hangs in the sky: ...

That's true, compared to Huazhi's vigor, her biological clock is more like that of an elderly person, but today's extra fatigue is probably because the yang energy has been sucked dry by that little fairy Lu Jingyun.

The two were arguing, and the marshal who had been silent all this time sent another message.

The marshal who opened up the territory for you: the moon.

A round of moon hangs in the air: Huh?

The marshal who opened up the territory for you: Why do you... like Lu Jingyun?

Over there, the marshal who typed the last five words trembled slightly, sweating all over his body. He put the phone on his right hand nervously, not daring to touch it.

It was as if it was a panacea and a poison.

In fact, there has been an endless stream of boys chasing the moon since junior high school, but she was too nervous to notice, and even if she did, she wouldn't take it to heart, so he never worried.

But now, he is worried about a person who doesn't care about the moon.

On the surface, Lu Jingyun was indifferent and unkind, especially when facing the moon, he seemed to be bothered, but once in a while, he saw him standing outside the fence, looking at the moon playing with flower branches, that kind of eyes... let him Forever.

As if the moon is always in his palm.

The lively chatting atmosphere soon came to an abrupt end, and the screen went dark, only turning on once during the period, it was Hua Zhi's news.

——Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form.

The boy stared blankly, swallowed with difficulty, and wiped a layer of sweat from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)