This face is ugly, but it's a little fake.

LAN Cang's mother is an internationally renowned painter. She is good at oil painting and deals with all kinds of colors every day. Since childhood, he has been influenced by the changes of colors, and understands that the changes of colors can cause illusions and confuse people's eyes.

He raised his hand and touched her cheek with his fingertips. With a slight cool touch, he said with a hint, "why don't we find a quiet place to study?"

His touch made Wen Xing's heart feel tight for a moment, and then he felt his hand moving upward, as if he wanted to touch the mole on her face.

She drooped her eyes, leaning her head against his shoulder and avoiding his hand.

"Of course, we need to know more about it."

She deliberately accented the word "deep".

Blue Cang slender fingers homeopathy point on her lips, to stop her next words, indicating that she had no room for regret.

"What are you waiting for? It's better to run into the sun than to choose the right day

Smell star's throat quietly swallowed a mouthful.

Is he really here?

She was very honest, very honest to remind, "Sir, see my face, do you think it's very delicious?"

Blue Cang's posture is loose and elegant, every action is playing hooligans, but it is very enjoyable.

"Everyone has their own favorite taste. Maybe you are just the one I like."

He said in a low voice, like a witch seducing the mermaid to sell her voice in exchange for her legs.

"Do you want to come with me?"

As soon as he lowered his head, his fingers picked up her broken hair scattered on her cheek and helped her close it behind her ears, "we have all night to verify this problem."

Wen Xing

After identification, there is definitely a pervert in his heart.

Instead of retreating, she went a step further and tried to torture his visual nerve with this miserable face. As long as she stood on tiptoe, she could kiss his beautiful chin.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty eight." He reported his age on his false identification, four years older than his actual age.

"Twenty eight? I like it. "

Hear star Jiao smile a, match this face, the picture is particularly shocking.

Blue Cang delicate flaws on the face, still hanging if there is no smile, like the deep pool of black eyes locked in her body.

The next second, she said, "if I have another chance to meet again, I will take the initiative to ask you out next time."

She changed the posture of approaching step by step just now, pushed him away cleanly and walked away without looking back.

Blue Cang didn't chase, and her dim vision fell on the sign of her shoulder bag.

That is the emblem of Fenghua University. This girl is a student of Fenghua University.

Next time?

He's looking forward to it.

A touch of fun appeared on blue Cang's indifferent face, which surprised this small world.

For a long time, he turned and left.

They are very similar, the same body fragrance, the same not according to the card principle, the same let him see through.

Could it be the same person?

……

Smell star back to school, the road did not forget to check their make-up, did not find the problem after the wobbly back to the dormitory.

Yang Manqing, who lives with her, looks at her, "Wen Xing, aren't you going to go home today?"

"Next time, it's a little late today."

"Oh."

Wen Xing sat on his lower bed and took off his white board shoes. "Manqing, I just met a strange corn."

Yang Manqing sniffs speech to puff Chi a smile, "how strange, he colludes with you?"