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Put down the pen in his hand, Vatican searched the desk, drawer, schoolbag, and Up and down the bed.

No, no, none

God, where's her love letter!?

It's impossible. Look again. Look again. It must be there.

Vatican, while rummaging, comforts himself in his heart.

"Ah, I put it on my desk that day, so I couldn't find it." Vatican is crazy.

"What am I doing after writing love letters, reading books?" She held her face in her hands and tried to recall the situation. "Books, books, books..."

She went through all the books that might have been clipped, no, No.

"Not reading. What did I do then?" Brahma closed his eyes and beat his head with his hands. Ah, yes.

I don't know if the blocked head is really beaten by her, or how, anyway, it is to let her remember.

"Watch." After writing the love letter, she took out her watch and looked for feelings.

"Hands Watch Ah, ah, ah

God, Lord, Jesus, help!

She she put the love letter into the box with the watch and forgot to take it out.

Brahma's face was white with fright, and he couldn't move for a long time.

Finally, he climbed into the bed, surrounded himself with a quilt, sat on his knees, clasped his legs with his hands, and buried his face between his knees.

It's over. It's over.

In a word, I must have seen that love letter. I wonder how he would think of her. Would he feel that she is shameless and not reserved at all as a girl?

By the way, she couldn't remember what she wrote at that time, except that the letter was not finished.

This time, there is no residue left. I have no sincerity to write a love letter. I show half of the finished products Ooh, she's finished.

I knew that at that time, I had written the words well and used the words with connotation

However, she sent him a message a few days ago, and he also responded normally without exception.

Are you pretending to be stupid or afraid of embarrassment?

"Xiaoxing, what are you doing? It's too late to go to bed. " Van Muyang heard the sound of Fanxing's howl just now. He came from the living room, knocked on the door and came in.

Fanxing was upset and at a loss. As soon as he saw his father come in, he wanted to see the straw. He came out of the bed and asked, "Dad, I want to ask you a question."

Van Muyang said, "what's the problem?"

Fanxing bit his lips and considered the words, "what would you think if you were faced with a love letter sent by a lover you didn't really like?"

Van Muyang thought about the face very much and said, "throw it away."

"Not this one." Vatican suddenly earned out of the bed.

She frowned and said, "I mean, what do you think of the person who wrote the love letter?"

Van Muyang hesitated to see his daughter's anxious look, can't help asking, "can't someone send you a love letter?"

Which dead boy is so bold that he wants to abduct his precious daughter so soon.

"No, don't interrupt the subject." Fanxing cried quickly, his eyes were red and his voice was a little dull.

Know female Mo ruo father, van Muyang still can't guess what is going on, then his father for so many years is also in vain.

Instead of hitting his daughter, he pretended to be unknowingly analyzing it to her: "if the love letter is written by a boy, then the girl who receives the love letter will be very happy and feel very attractive. He will not think that there is anything wrong with the boy."

"If it is written by a girl, the boy will feel that his charm is recognized, and he will not have any bad ideas. On the contrary, he will think that the girl is very good, dare to express his feelings, and is very brave."

Fanxing listened, his eyebrows tightened tightly and hesitantly asked, "really? Why don't I feel so right? "

Van Muyang pinched her daughter's cheek, with a very strong and not allow her to question the reason, completely eliminated her anxiety.

"Of course it is. Am I a man or are you a man? Trust men's instincts. "

Fanxing felt that there was nothing wrong with him. He rubbed the place where he had been pinched and nodded, "Dad, you are right!"

Van Muyang heart secretly smile, now the child, is good coax.

"Well, it's late. Feel like sleeping."

"Yeah, I see. Good night, Dad."

"Good night."

The soothed little heart returned to its normal beating frequency. Fanxing was quite at ease. He got up and cleaned up the desk top and drawers that had just been disturbed. Then he lay back in bed and closed his eyes to sleep.

As time goes by, time goes by quickly or slowly. A semester comes in vain and ends abruptly.

There is still half a month before the summer vacation, and many courses in the University have come to an end.

There are four people in Wen Yiyan's dormitory. In addition to him, there are three classmates in his class, Li Junsheng, Roger and Chen Han."I didn't agree to go out this semester." Roger's legs were on the table, and he was turning his pen.

"I have no problem." Chen Han is immersed in the game.

"OK, three to one!" Li Junsheng deliberately ignored Wen Yiyan's opinion. This time, in any case, he would like to take the experimental handsome boy with him.

"Well, this Saturday, I'll call on a few more brothers and sisters of the club. People are busy. Do you agree?"

"As long as there is a girl, what you say is what you say." Roger raised his eyebrows in a frivolous tone.

"What he said is what I mean." Chen Han seconded the motion.

Li Junsheng smiles frankly. Finally, he looks at Wen Yiyan, who has not spoken for a long time. As soon as he wants to persuade him to agree with him with his three inch eloquence, he is cut off.

"Yes." Wen's voice suddenly rang out.

Li Junsheng looked at him in a daze, and suddenly he couldn't react.

A pen in Roger's hand did not hold firmly, and suddenly fell to the ground. Chen Han also suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen. The car in the computer hit the wall with sparks.

"What do you say?" Li Junsheng took out his ear and asked again in disbelief.

For two years, he never went out to dinner with them.

"Same question." Roger bent down to pick up his pen.

"Plus one." Chen Han moves the mouse to exit the game.

"Isn't it a dinner party?" Wen made a statement in a low voice.

"You mean, you'll come with us?" Li Junsheng couldn't help but drag his chair to Wen Yiyan.

"Is there a problem?" Wen asked

"No

"Not at all."

"Absolutely not."

However, the three people's heart Drama: the problem is no, it's just that Wen Yiyan is so straightforward that people are too damn surprised!

So the four decided on the time, place and the number of people they would go to.

Two years since he entered school, Wen Yiyan has not participated in any club activities except for a tennis club.

He stayed in five places: classroom, dining room, laboratory, library and dormitory.

Therefore, apart from the students in this class and the members who have done the experiment once, he hardly knows anyone.

He knows very few people, but many people know him.

Not to mention his arrogant achievements, with his handsome face full of anger and resentment, he is enough to become a figure in the school.

It is said that not long after he entered the school, he was secretly photographed by female classmates in his class and put it on the school forum. Within one night, the draft of the forum was changed to vote.

Wen Yiyan almost crushed the second place in the absolute number of votes, firmly sat on the throne of school grass.

After the spread of a school grass, both men and women in the school want to have a strong interest in this little younger martial brother who is just a freshman.

Many girls even went to the library to have a romantic encounter with him in order to see the real face.

The day after the vote came out, Li Junsheng talked to Wen Yiyan in his dormitory.

"Yes, in a word, in only three months, you pushed the last school grass down. It's really the pride of our medical department!" It's a long face.

"On his face, not to mention women, the man saw also want to heart." Roger exclaimed, if only such a face had grown on him.

"It seems that we Jackie's got a heart attack." Chen Han saw the sewing knife.

"Ah, bah. Is it good for Miao Hong to be a man all the time?"

"Leave them alone. Come on, tell me how you feel now." Li Junsheng stares at Wen Yiyan with a face full of gossip.

Wen Yiyan looked at him without expression, raised his wrist, and said in a low voice: "there are ten minutes to go. Professor Wang's class."

After the reminder, he is very calm and leisurely with the textbook, out of the dormitory.

Professor Wang, who is known for his strict and rigid attitude, hates students to be late, leave early and be absent from class. Most importantly, every class must be called.

"Lying trough!" Three people can't help but curse at the same time, hastily changing clothes and shoes.

God, they haven't brushed their teeth yet

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