Bo Yan frowned and hung his eyes. His slender black eyelashes covered his eyes. His tone was light, slow and serious: "but I feel bad."
Looking at the over refined man in front of her, ran Bai was slightly stunned. Listening to Bo Yan's words, she took back her eyes and promised to say, "you must wear it next time."
Thin Yan gently pursed his lips and answered with a low voice. He held the girl's hand in the palm of his hand until the temperature became warm. He loosened his frowning eyebrows and seemed to smile happily.
The beautiful face of ink painting, with a touch of elegant and clean smile, is cold and noble, and flows the warmth that leads people to sink, which is particularly exciting.
His smile, like his people, is equally clean, restrained and elegant.
He is a thin word, a person who always smiles with a third of warmth.
Dyed white hooked the lip corner, looked at holding his beautiful white hands, smiled and whispered: "doctor Bo really smiles. It's really beautiful."
It's like a touch of sunshine in the cold winter snow.
Elegant, clear, clean and warm.
Thin speech took dyed white's hand, clenched it a little, and whispered, "I'll just show you later, okay?"
His voice was still gentle and restrained, but his eyes were as dark as ink.
"OK." ranbai looks at Bo Yan deeply and smiles purely.
Seal off: "..."
It just wanted to say, is it really good for you to fall in love next to the body?
Are you sure it's okay?
Forget it, what else can it expect from two sick girls.
"Excuse me." Bo Yan walked to the body, his face calm and calm. He squatted down, lowered his eyes and looked at the body seriously.
His facial features were clean and beautiful, his side face was well-defined, his slender black eyelashes hung on his eyelids, and his pale lips pursed gently.
There was not a trace of panic in his expression. He was cold and self-contained, calm and noble.
Originally, the panic screaming people around couldn't help but calm down and hold their breath.
Dye Bai tilted her head and smiled low.
Her doctor Bo is really a beauty. She is beautiful anyway.
The people from the school rushed over and saw the back of such a cold and slender white shirt next to the body.
They looked at each other, and some people opened their mouth suspiciously and tentatively, "are you?"
Bo Yan straightened up, and his deep and beautiful eyes fell on the people in the school,
"I'm Bo Yan."
The voice is clear, indifferent, warm and moist as jade, with an inherent cold and precious, unspeakable calm meaning.
Gently knocking on people's eardrums word by word has become a kind of enjoyment.
What caught the eye of the school was an excessively beautiful face.
Everything is exquisite, beautiful and not feminine. It's amazing and unforgettable.
He has a pair of extremely delicate eyes, deep and beautiful, like hiding the stars in the vast night sky. His eyelashes are thick and fall on his eyelids. They are extremely slender.
When those quiet eyes look at you, there will be a very focused and serious feeling.
The people in the school were stunned for a minute, and then they came back to their senses. They opened their mouth with a faint excitement and excitement in their tone: "that, the thin words of the psychologist?!"
The legend of psychology, the master of medicine and the existence of mysterious genius.
"I'm sorry, that's the thin word." he spoke slowly, word by word, with a faint opening, polite and alienated tone.
The people at the school were almost dizzy with excitement.
The legendary genius exists, even many political leaders have not seen it, and even appeared in their school!
This may be the most exciting moment of their life.