Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Li Qingcang quickly put something on the ground, and concerned with the low head of the leaves.

"Running nose blood!"

If it is the soldier under his hand, the Wen Qingchen is definitely the tube.

What is a man, what is the flow of nosebleed?

But this is a sweetheart, she looked at her nose, when she looked at her own, Chu Chu pitifully appeared, and the heart of the Human Cang smashed into a hurt.

His big hand, gently stroked the neck of the leaves, the mouth is low, "Hey, you raise your head."

Ye Sweethe Heart is raised, and the power of the hand stopped the nosebleed, after waiting for the nose blood, Li Shou Cang hugged the leaves, two hands, the same thing, follow the way. bookstore.

Ye Sweethe Heart is shy to put his head, deeply buried in the sorrows of the sorrow, her nose, all the taste of the sorrows, like the clear breath of the Qing Song, will be firmly surrounded by her among them.

She felt very happy.

Very very happiness.

"You are here, I will go to cook."

The nosebleed nosebles of the leaves did not flow, and she was put on the sofa by the power of power.

Where is Ye Sweet, she found a vase, inserted her flowers bought from the vegetable market into the vase.

"Good look?" Ye Xiangxin asked.

Li Shancang nodded, "Good look, not let you don't move."

"Differen brother, I just flow a little bit of nosebleed, not a big problem. Let's work together."

The small kitchen is a busy figure of the leaves and the Hustang Cang.

The sunset light, shining on the two people, giving two people in a faint golden light.

Dinner is chicken, green bean soup, and fruit salad.

Night coming.

Ye Sweethe Hearts are sitting under the Wister Tree.

In the night sky, it is a star of star, every star, I am blinked.

"Different brother, you taste, delicious?"

Ye sweethearted some noodles with chopsticks, handed over the lips of the sorrows.

Li Shan Cang took a bite, the chicken is a spicy noodles, and the hemp is baked, and there is a shreddened back, and there is a sweet taste with a sweet taste.

"good to eat."

"Then I will give you a time later, what else I will do."

Ye Xiangxin smiled and smiled, and he slammed the heart of Hustang.

His heart, starting to have a jumping, a bit, two times, three ...

"Differen brother, your face is not good, is it too spicy?" Ye Xiangxin asked strangely.

Strong Cang shook his head, "No, I am a bit uncomfortable."

Ye sweetheart reached out and touched his forehead, his forehead was slightly cold, "Is it heat stroke?"

"It should be no."

Her eyes, under the night, shining.

Her lips, in front of his eyes, one.

He can't hear her voice.

He only knows that in that moment, the world is quiet, only his heartbeat, urgent and loud.

"Different brother, you are waiting, I will give you a positive gas."

The Ye Xiangxin finished, and he ran out the small courtyard.

Looking at the back of the leaves of the leaves, Shu Shancang seemed to see the window behind him.

On the glass of the window, it refers to a strange yourself.

"Different brother, Musk is angry with gas."

Ye Sweet Heart opened the tray of Huxiang normal fluid, one side, "Different brother, you will drink medicine first, let's take a break!"

"Sweetheart, I am fine."

Shuo's voice is a bit hoarse.