The more they talked, the hotter they became, so that Yu qingshallow didn't have a good rest at all.
Although long yushuo wanted to talk with her all the time, he also felt that she couldn't bear it, so it was enough to stop and remind her to have a good rest again.
Yu qingshallow some not willing to reply a good, then turn over to press the phone under the pillow.
Thinking about the chat between the two of them, he smiled sweetly at the corner of his mouth.
It seems that she hasn't been so happy for a long time. Long yushuo is really a chat genius. No matter what kind of topic, it's so funny when it comes to his mouth, which makes her never close her mouth.
This makes her introverted girl envy his lively and cheerful character.
The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep. She took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, opened wechat, clicked on the head portrait of long yushuo, and then looked at the contents of his circle of friends carefully.
In recent years, what he has sent most is about work, and then forward, many are about school life and tourism.
From his photos, he has really been to many places. Almost all the cities in China have his footprints. She has also found photos in some very famous tourist cities abroad.
The picture of him, the sun is handsome, full of vitality, just by the smile on his face, people can not look away.
She looked at it carefully and couldn't help but reach for the picture on the screen.
To make this move, Yu qingshallow himself was also very surprised. Does she like other people now?
Shyly, she threw her mobile phone aside, pulled the quilt over her head, and told herself desperately not to think about anything. She said that she didn't fall in love when she was in College... Br >
unfortunately, no matter how she ordered herself not to think about it, her mind was full of the figure of long yushuo. She closed her eyes gently, adopted the most stupid hypnosis method, counting sheep.
"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."
Hundreds of sheep have passed, her brain is still very clear, which makes her really very distressed.
Turn over and sit up from the bed. If you can't sleep, you have to find something for yourself.
She has the habit of keeping a diary for many years.
If no one can talk about it, they are always willing to write it down.
So she sat down at her desk and took out a pink notebook from the locked drawer.
She opened it carefully, turned to the blank page, thought about it carefully, and wrote down today's Thoughts on it.
"I seem to like a boy, his smile is very bright, just like the warm sunshine, shining into my life..."
It's been an hour since I let my heart out.
This next climb to bed, the heart seems to have no so heavy burden, not long, then deep into sleep.
In a dream.
Long yushuo drives the dazzling Ferrari sports car to take her for a ride. The breeze blows her hair. Long yushuo reaches out and gently lifts it up for her. Then his handsome face magnifies in front of her eyes.
"Well..."
He even kissed her.
This is her first kiss, clumsy and green, out of breath.
When he reached for her waist and wanted to do something more, she suddenly gasped and opened her eyes.
Staring at the familiar crystal lamp on the ceiling, the brain regained consciousness little by little.
It turns out that she is dreaming, but is this dream too real?
She subconsciously reached out and touched her lips. It seems that the temperature of his lips still exists