The voice of Internet cafes is very noisy, but the voice of young Microsoft is very clear to Shen Wanqing's ears.
At that moment, she couldn't help smiling.
The girl lay on the table and looked at him sideways.
The eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile rippled into the eyebrows.
She looked at young Junjun's delicate face, her face looked calm, and the tip of her ears brushed by her broken hair was stained with crimson.
That evil taste suddenly came to mind.
Shen Wanqing licked his lips and said, "why?"
Yan Zhiqiu was stunned when he heard the speech.
He raised his eyes at a loss, but he looked at Shen Wanqing with doubts and curiosity.
He lowered his eyes quickly, and the slender feather eyelashes trembled gently.
Yan Zhiqiu sipped the watery lip flap and gently bit her lower lip.
There was a hesitation on Junjun's indifferent face. He spoke slowly, "... Can't he?"
"It's not that I can't..."
Shen Wanqing looked at the young man's bright black eyes and smiled gradually, "but you have to tell me why."
Soon, her face darkened when she saw Yan Zhiqiu.
The young man frowned and didn't speak.
"Hmm? Why not?"
The boy lowered his head and covered his eyes with broken hair. At this time, the girl didn't know when she came together.
She tilted her head, approached him, and looked at him with her light brown eyes.
Breathing blending, Yan Zhiqiu smelled the faint sweet milk fragrance.
The familiar taste made him bend his eyes. The next second, he reflected the distance between them, and suddenly stepped back.
Yan Zhiqiu's beautiful eyes were full of amazement and loss.
It seems that I never thought a girl would be so close to herself.
Looking at the young man's backward movement, Shen Wanqing's lazy eyes couldn't help narrowing up, and his long and narrow eyes were a little unhappy.
How dare a teenager hide from himself?!
She put her finger around the boy's collar and gently pulled it over.
Shen Wanqing's brown eyes looked at him. His white and delicate face was full of unhappiness. He said a little fiercely, "what are you hiding from!"
Yan Zhiqiu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly. His dark eyes looked at Shen Wanqing and didn't speak.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing flattened his small mouth and stared at his round eyes, "afraid of me?"
The boy's dark pupils were stained with a slight smile. He shook his head softly and replied, "I'm not afraid."
"Then why do you stay away!" Shen Wanqing asked reluctantly.
"I just didn't expect Qingqing you would suddenly be so close to me." Yan Zhiqiu took her hand and explained softly.
Shen Wanqing held his hand back, stroked his fingers and muttered, "it's just a little closer to you. I didn't kiss you. I'm so excited."
The girl's muttering voice was very small. Yan Zhiqiu didn't hear it clearly, just as she was complaining.
Junjun's face has no usual face, expressionless indifference, slightly blinking eyes, slightly pursed thin lips and reddish ear tips.
In front of Shen Wanqing is not the invincible Yan God among the kings, but her cookies.
Yan Zhiqiu looked soft and couldn't help touching her cerebellar bag melon. Her voice was soft and soft, "not next time."
Suddenly, Shen Wanqing raised his head, and his light brown eyes looked at him with pure curiosity.
Yan Zhiqiu suddenly said, "what's the matter?"
"You just said you would be surprised again, didn't you?" the girl blinked.
The young man smiled and said, "well."
Shen Wanqing licks the lip flap, and the brown pupil stares at Yan Zhiqiu's Fei moist lip flap.
"Well... Can I kiss now?"