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Chapter 250 I Want To Enter My Sister’s Fish Pond 27
I have never talked about wild talk about love in reality.

This is also the first time that I have talked so much with a girl on the Internet.

He kept going back to look at the vibrato of [Love Letter], as well as the selfie he had saved.

[Love Letter] Very beautiful.

Although appearance, not the cute type he likes.

But in reality, this appearance is also at the level of a goddess.

Besides, her cute personality is enough.

He couldn't help but think a lot about the future of himself and [Love Letter].

Excited.

but.

He returned to the WeChat chat interface many times.

[Love Letter] I never replied to him again.

He felt a faint sense of loss, and an uncontrollable sense of anticipation...
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Qin Shu had already put down her phone.

[Wild Talk] It can be left to dry for a day or two.

Let him accumulate more anticipation, and then feel the ambiguity.

She didn't intend to have contact with him in reality.

Her mission is to make these exes want nothing from her.

As long as she can complete the task through the Internet, she is too lazy to work hard on [Wild Talk].

Song Yifeng in the corner took off an earphone.

He saw that Qin Shu hadn't touched the phone for a long time.

Get up and walk to the bar.

She pursed her lips lightly, and the emotion in her eyes was slightly sad and tea-like.

With a clear voice, he said, "Sister, are you done fishing? Did you take the bait?"

Qin Shu: "Not yet, raise and fish again."

Hearing the result, the teenager smiled, pinched an earphone with his fingertips, and stuffed it into her ear.

Qin Shu: "?"
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Every time you lie in my place,

I do wanna say it to you my babe,

I'm down to your drain.
My jinji please...-
Qin Shu was a little surprised when he plugged in the earphones.

But hear the song.

I couldn't help raising my eyebrows.

"It sounds nice, what's it called?"

Song Yifeng: "My Jinji (My Golden Orange)" by Sunset Speeder."

Qin Shu gave a "hmm".

Her fingertips reached to her ears, trying to take off the earphones.

But, under his pitiful eyes.

The hand dropped again.

She opened her lips and asked, "What do you want to say?"

The boy tilted his head, seeing that she didn't take off the earphones, he seemed to be in a much better mood.

The pupils under his long eyelashes were full of softness and straightforward liking.

Looking at her is like looking at half a small orange.

He smiled and said, "Nurture me?"

Qin Shu: "...do you really treat yourself like a fish?"

She felt that he had become a lot more stupid.

He was originally a good-looking, smart, and a little cold brother.

immediately……

Tsk, very sticky.

The tea is often full of tea, as if she is being coquettish to her, and it seems to be blaming her.

Song Yifeng looked at her with a complicated expression.

A faint smile flashed in his eyes again.

"I'm still young, if I raise it... I can develop any type, as long as you like it."

Qin Shu: "...you."

The words on her lips paused.

Narrowing her pretty eyes slightly, she asked him, "What do you like about me?"

she is beautiful
Sisters who are prettier and younger than her are everywhere, okay?
The boy opposite.

Quickly gave her an answer.

"Sister is like vanilla."

Qin Shu: "???"

Song Yifeng: "It still looks like an orange."

Qin Shu: "...Do I look delicious?"

He thought for a while, "Well, you can say that."

When he met Qin Shu for the first time.

It was probably evening.

Her face is very white, and the lines of her profile are so unreal.

On the tip of the nose and curly hair, there is the orange light of dusk.

He suddenly felt.

Orange is a very dreamy and healing color.

The oranges are also very sweet when taken apart.

　This plane is very strange.

　　Song Yifeng is a younger brother who looks normal, but has a sense of loneliness in his heart, so he is a little obsessed with suppressing clouds.His inner world is also a little different. He often thinks about messy things, likes romance and straightforwardness, and also enjoys making himself a little unhappy.The most important thing is that I find it difficult to find something that suits my aesthetics. Once I find it, I like it very much.

　　I can't tell, anyway, I have let myself go and write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)