At this point, mu Shinian's disdainful eyes were slightly taken back.

"I'm going out."

Mu Shinian looked at the time and shook off a piece of paper full of black characters. She scanned her eyes and her face was inexplicable again.

"I can guess who wrote it."

Too much.

"When your head teacher brought it, it was like holding a baby." After a pause, Bo Qian couldn't help adding: "however, it's really pretty two."

Mu Shinian was finally satisfied when he saw that his frequency was finally in the same way with himself.

"I went to change my clothes."

"I'll take you there."

Bo Qian stood up and took the water cup away.

Mu Shinian nodded, opened the quilt, got up, and took his clothes to the dressing room.

According to the head teacher's meaning, you should wear a little youthful.

But dress like a good student.

She can't dress according to her usual style. It's too casual and too light. According to the consensus of several teachers, it's a waste of this face.

After discussing with Bo Qian several times, mu Shinian finally turned out a baby collar skirt, matched it with a pair of small white shoes and a white mechanical watch.

The hair is all down, slightly curly, looking young and energetic.

Mu Shinian seldom wears skirts.

Once in a while, it's pure and beautiful.

Even the shallow way of getting along with her day and night can't help but look out of sight.

Mu Shinian also pulled her skirt uneasily. She looked up vaguely: "is it OK to wear it like this?"

"... No."

Thin shallow didn't open his eyes and said, "it's good to wear like this."

"Oh."

Mu Shinian lifted his hair: "then go."

Bo qianen gave a cry. Suddenly, he stopped her. In his inexplicable eyes, he took out two small red hairpins from his pocket, fingered her hair twice, and clamped the hair on both sides of her forehead.

His expression is very focused.

Mu Shinian didn't see such a serious look when he looked at his handling of documents valued at more than 100 million.

It seems that all the troubles in the world have nothing to do with him.

There is only such an important thing left in his eyes.

Mu Shinian just looked at him. It seemed that there were only two of them in the world.

Everything has become illusory.

Thin and shallow is really beautiful.

His face seems to be the most satisfactory masterpiece of God. Everywhere, it is the most exquisite and perfect existence.

Thin cut lips, deep eyes and even eyebrow bones are so delicate. As long as he wants, it seems that there is no one in the world he can't lure.

Thin shallow is also a little absent-minded.

He lowered his head slightly, and she looked up a little, caught off guard and bumped into her sight.

The world is quiet and there are only two of them left.

She uses the same bath milk as him, and there is a very light fragrance in her nose. It is clearly his most familiar taste, but he feels a little... Impulsive.

The two men kept one action, and no one meant to speak first.

Thin and shallow eyes gradually become deep.

For some reason, he suddenly leaned over.

Mu Shinian's eyes moved slightly twice. It was obviously a little shocked, but I don't know why. She didn't mean to avoid.

His lips are soft and cold.

Like him.

Sometimes when he smiles at others, people will be infatuated with it

Mu Shinian has never been so close to the opposite sex.