The 101st Hot Love

The rustle made by the nib rubbing against the paper is subtle but comfortable

Lu Yanchen felt that the subtle rustle seemed to enter his heart.

He couldn't help looking up at Lin Qiao. He couldn't move his eyes because of Lin Qiao's serious work.

However, Lin Qiao seemed to notice that someone was looking at him. He looked along his line of sight and just saw Lu Yanchen looking at her. Lin Qiao didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. He subconsciously said, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen such a beautiful woman like me?"

Lu Yanchen: "

And Lin Qiao regretted it.

Shit!

She is really narcissistic from beginning to end!

Lin Qiao lowered his head. It's not worth looking for a crack to drill in.

Lu Yanchen glanced at him, and then silently threw himself into his work.

Linqiao blushed and was about to bleed.

Although she used to say this before, it was the first time she was so ashamed.

Lin Qiao high school and university are both with Lu Yanchen, a school, Lu Yanchen is higher than him, is a senior student, at the beginning, Lin Qiao has been playing the role of his own Miss Lin, and it is her daily homework.

But sometimes she will quietly accompany Lu Yanchen to read in the library, just like this now.

Sitting relatively, they were doing their own things, but at that time, Lin Qiao was mostly in a daze. Many times, when he came back, Lu Yanchen was looking at her as just now.

At that time, Lin Qiao could be said to be arrogant and willful. He almost didn't want to think about it. It was a sentence: what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty like me?

If you put this on someone else, it must be a joke.

However, Lin Qiao is qualified to casually announce this sentence to his mouth, and he doesn't feel abrupt at all.

At that time, Lu Yanchen was the same. She relaxed and continued to look at the data in her hand.

Lin Qiao blushed not because of that sentence, but because he was ashamed to think of the two things he had done before.

Stupid, stupid!

She must have been out of her mind at that time to do those things and flirt with Lu Yanchen?

Hehe, you are really ill.

Lin Qiao was ashamed and ashamed, but he remembered that he still had work to do. He was no longer the age when he could be in a daze all day, so he couldn't sink down and had to sink!

Take a deep breath and try to adjust your mood.

Look back to the design drawing on the computer screen again. This time, I'm determined to calm down and look at the data.

Naturally, Lu Yanchen is the same.

Lin Qiao sank down to work and easily forgot the time. Lu Yanchen has always been very busy. Lin Qiao didn't go to bed, neither did he.

However, when Lu Yanchen finished his work, he got up and took a look at Lin Qiao's direction and found that she had fallen asleep on a pile of scribbles and computers.

When I came to her, my eyes fell on her quiet sleeping face.

From the beginning to now, Lu Yanchen was easily fascinated by her.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yanchen tried her best to keep her mind as stable as possible, and her sight inadvertently fell on the draft paper at Lin Qiao's hand. The data on the design drawing is very accurate, and the overall style is also very suitable, concise but not publicized. Lin Qiao even referred to the design style of the surrounding buildings as much as possible. While designing independently, she is also very likely to integrate into the surrounding buildings without being abrupt, More acceptable.

Take her design drawings, look at them one by one, and stop on the last piece of waste manuscript paper.

Lin qiaojuan wrote a line of words on the white paper in fluent font: enter my Acacia door, know my Acacia pain.

Looking at the line of words, Lu Yanchen twisted the eyebrows of Junlang slightly, then took the paper out of the stack of manuscript paper in her hand, tore it up and threw it into the nearby trash can.

Finally, he put the paper on the tea table and leaned over to pick up Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao felt vaguely that someone was holding her. However, the smell on Lu Yanchen made him feel at ease.

His slender white arm was around his neck, his head was leaning against his chest, and unconsciously rubbed his chest.

The voice was soft and tender, as sweet as melted milk candy: "Lu Yanchen, the head teacher came to talk to me and asked me not to delay your study. She's bored to death."

"Lu Yanchen, next time you go out on a date, will you wait for me more? Abbess extinction always stares at me and asks me to help her prepare materials or correct her homework. She just doesn't let me go out on purpose..."

Lu Yanchen held her and walked towards the bedroom. Lin Qiao chattered endlessly.

When they were young, they almost came over like this.

At that time, Lu Yanchen was a rare genius and well deserved Xueba.

In fact, Lin Qiao is the same. She likes to play and has a public character. Not many people like her in school. In fact, Lu Yanchen knows that she has a high IQ.

Therefore, even if she is pestered all day, she can easily get the second place.

Because, at that time, Lu Yanchen was the first. Lin Qiao liked to see his name written in the most dazzling position.

However, school teachers always feel that her grades are not based on her real skills. Even if she has excellent grades, she still doesn't sell her account.

Thinking of the past, Lu Yanchen involuntarily raised the corner of her mouth.

He went to the bedroom and put her on the bed. He looked at her frowning and uncomfortable sleep.

Lu Yanchen pulled the blanket over her. Lin Qiao moved his body unnaturally and lay on his side. For a while, he said angrily: "Lu Yanchen, you did it on purpose! Abbess extinction scolded me to death, you know!"

"Your soul is weak. You must have done it on purpose!"

Lu Yanchen's handsome eyebrows twisted, her thin lips pursed slightly, and impatiently spit out three words: "it's noisy!"

Lin Qiao seemed to hear it. He couldn't help shrinking into the quilt, and he stopped talking to himself in his sleep.

Seeing her sleeping safely, Lu Yanchen covered the quilt for her and went out.

On the balcony, Lu Yanchen leaned against the fence and looked at the bright lights outside.

I felt the cigarette and lighter from my pocket. Orange red flowers bloomed between my bony fingers. I smoked half of a cigarette and smiled inexplicably.

After a sigh of relief, his hoarse voice slowly said, "yes, it's intentional. Who told you to always be late..."

The night breeze was cool, rolled up a corner of his shirt, and finally fell quietly.

"Can't you go back?" looking up at the night sky, Lu Yanchen's sexy Adam's apple rolled, and her bright star eyes were calm. Finally, she smiled coldly.

Turn around and lean against the fence. Your vision falls in the direction of the bedroom door. Behind it is a bright star.

It's just such a beautiful scenery. It's no longer two people watching it together.

The corners of Lu Yanchen's mouth always kept a light and elegant smile, but gradually, they all became strong and helpless self mockery.