Chapter 652

The girl is wearing a light purple Jumpsuit with the chest as the central axis. By the time she reaches the two sides of her body, it has become light purple. That is, the purple looks like something or nothing. If there is a feeling like nothing, it looks very fairy.

Coupled with the girl's delicate and confident face, it is absolutely beautiful and SA.

Yu se was stunned for three seconds before she reacted. She was surprised and rushed to the girl. "Lin Ruoyan, is that you?"

It's changed so much.

If it is not because of the girl's burning smile, the affinity is telling her that the girl knows her. She thinks she absolutely regards this girl as a stranger.

Lin Ruoyan nodded gently, "well, it's me, long time no see."

"You're all right. Well, is there anything else that's uncomfortable?" Yu se happily glances at Lin Ruoyan once. Her illness has been completely cured, but she still gives her regards.

"No, I'm fine." Lin Ruoyan then bent over to pick up the objects of metaphor and went to the dormitory.

Metaphor color directly muddled, "Miss Lin, you wait a moment, you wait for me to go in together, you don't know my dormitory."

Then, listening to Yang An'an, who had already opened her mouth wide behind her, she said, "Xiaose, if I hear you correctly, she is our roommate."

"Roommate?" Yu se was stunned for a moment, then she reflected that Yang An'an meant that Lin Ruoyan was their roommate in the same dormitory.

"Yes, there are four people in our dormitory, you and I, and two more, one named Lin Ruoyan and the other named Li Jingfei."

Yu se immediately seized Lin Ruoyan's hand and said excitedly, "you and I share the dormitory?"

"Well."

Yu se recalled that when he first entered the dormitory, the other two beds were already filled with necessities of life, and the sheets and quilts were all paved in order, "when did you report it?"

"Well, it was reported yesterday that it would be nice to change the environment." Lin Ruoyan, who was ill, also grew some flesh, at least not as skinny and skinny as she first met.

At that time, Lin Ruoyan was the feeling of sick Xi Shi. Although it was also beautiful, it was morbid beauty.

Now Lin Ruoyan is a healthy beauty who can't move his sight when he looks at it.

But still a cold beauty.

"Have you met Li Jingfei?" Knowing that Lin Ruoyan is a roommate, Yu se is in a good mood. There is no need to worry about the relationship between her and Yang An'an and Lin Ruoyan. In the future, there is no problem to be the most intimate friend. Now, there is only one difference, Li Jingfei, who still doesn't know.

"She also reported yesterday that she went shopping as soon as she woke up in the morning." Lin Ruoyan light, her temperament is cold, but compared to her previous illness, this will son has been much better.

"When she comes back, let's go out and have dinner with the four of us, please." Yang An'an found that metaphor and Lin Ruoyan knew each other, and became close to Lin Ruoyan.

Lin Ruoyan is a light glance at Yang An'an, "I only eat with Yu se."

Yang An'an: "I and small color are the same dormitory, naturally with you are also roommates."

So, it's not good for Lin Ruoyan to be so indifferent.

I don't want to. Lin Ruoyan, who seems to be a little warm and friendly to people before, is absolutely indifferent to Yang An'an, "I don't know."

Then, she picked up the figurative small luggage and went into the dormitory building.

Yang An'an stamped her feet with cold temper, "Yu se, how do you know her? Don't tell me she was a patient you treated before

Metaphorical color embarrassed nodded, "well, you said right, I was cured of her disease."

"Oh, no wonder she's so close to you, but I'm her roommate anyway. As for not giving me one eye tail? It's cold. " Yang an hummed coldly and was stimulated.

"I'm not familiar with it. I'll move it when you get familiar with each other." He comforted Yang An'an with color.

"Look, I'm moving. I'm not as lucky as you are. There are two people helping you move. If there is no one to help me, I can only support myself."

On Yang an's eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred, the metaphor is speechless.

This little vinegar hoof is jealous of her. Mo Jingyao and Lin Ruoyan help her carry things.

Then Yu se grabbed Yang An'an and said, "well, you have a good life. I'll move it for you. You can see things, hehe." Then, she couldn't help saying that she took Yang An'an's things and left.

Hello, I'll move it myself

"I'll come. There are many people and great strength. Three people will move and one person will watch. It will be finished soon."

Yang an stamped her feet in a hurry, but she quickly took her things into the dormitory building.

Walk to the dormitory, sure enough, Lin Ruoyan has opened the dormitory door, Mo Jingyao also put the things just mentioned in front of her bed.

Thinking of his cold words to him before, the metaphor is a little unnatural when he sees Mo Jingyao again. "Mo Jingyao, we three roommates can help each other and move each other. You can go."

"I will." No, Mo Jingyao insisted on moving for her.He is like this, she can't drive him away.

During the freshmen's report period, there were a lot of people coming and going in and out of the girls' dormitories. At this time, the students' family members, parents, brothers and sisters were all in and out of the dormitory. It was uncertain whether anyone recognized Mo Jingyao. She could not beat him too much in front of others and drive him away.

He had to help her move.

Then, the third time out of the dormitory gate, metaphor found that there was something wrong with the situation outside the dormitory.

Not far away on the campus road, a group of people gathered together, metaphor color just strange, listen to Yang An'an way: "small color, there is a heat stroke fainting, you go to have a look."

The metaphor immediately ran away.

T City in late August, the weather is still very hot.

Yu se ran past, sweat on his forehead.

"Get out of the way." She drank a low, this moment ran over, just remembered that she actually had no reason to treat heatstroke for her classmates, but came here, at least to squeeze in to have a look at the students with heatstroke.

A boy on the periphery looked at her, "it's time to die. Girls still don't squeeze into it. They'll have nightmares."

As soon as I heard that she was about to die, she was in a hurry and yelled: "get out of the way and give her to me."

Then, her voice, startled by the people around her, automatically and consciously made way for a channel, and then her eyes also moved from the patients inside to the figurative body.

The girl is very beautiful.

The first feeling is that girls can participate in the selection of the most beautiful school flowers.

As for the girls who want to squeeze in to see the heatstroke, they think it is unnecessary, "the school doctor has been informed, you should not come in." A boy looks at the metaphor like a star eye. It's so beautiful. He has a feeling of being shot by Cupid's arrow at the moment. He falls in love with metaphor at first sight.