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    "Shu Mo."

    Yao Yuren¡¯s dark peach blossom eyes lit up in an instant.

    "Classmate Shu Mo?"

    Song Ziqiao turned his head and looked at the sound. He looked surprised and saw Shu Mo pushing his bicycle slowly in front of him.

    " come over."

    Shu Mo¡¯s expression was dull, but his eyes hidden under his hair were slightly cold.

    "Um, classmate Song, I'll leave first." Yao Yuren tugged on the strap of her schoolbag and walked towards Shu Mo.

    "Wait a minute." Song Ziqiao stopped Yao Yuren. The redness on her delicate face gradually disappeared and returned to normal. He looked at Shu Mo and asked, "Excuse me, what did classmate Shu Mo mean by living in the same place just now?"

    Shu Mo raised his lips and said indifferently: "Literally."

    What?  How can it be?

    Song Ziqiao was stunned. He didn't know if he understood what the other party said wrongly.  He looked at Yao Yuren in panic, wanting to ask for confirmation, but found that she was already standing next to Shu Mo.

    The two people in front of him stood very close. For a moment, he seemed to know something, but he could not accept this discovery.

    "Impossible!" Song Ziqiao suppressed her blush and shouted to Shu Mo loudly.

    He has liked Yao Yuren for some time.  The girl sits quietly by the window every day, reading and doing exercises.  One time he looked over inadvertently, and the sunlight fell on her face through the glass. Her face was white and tender, with almost no fine hair, and her small mouth was bright red, which was even more beautiful than wearing lipstick.  The delicate facial features seem to be coated with a layer of light under the sunlight, making people unable to take their eyes away.

    At that moment, he heard his own heartbeat.  From then on, he could no longer take his eyes away and could only follow Yao Yuren.

    But now, the goddess in his mind is actually with Shu Mo?

    Song Ziqiao¡¯s delicate face had an expression of disbelief.

    In front of him, Shu Mo was covered in plaster stains, his clothes were messy, his body was slumped, and he had an uncomfortable aura.  I remember someone in the class said that his family was poor and he often skipped class to pick up rags. Otherwise, why would he be so messy?  Such a terrible person actually walked together with Yao Yuren?

    "Let's go." Shu Mo ignored the man who was stunned and speechless.

    "Okay." Yao Yuren walked towards the back of the bicycle.

    "Here you go, take it."

    Shu Mo took out a bottle of pure milk and handed it to the girl.

    Yao Yuren took the bottle of milk, and the smile in her peach blossom eyes was about to pour out.

    Seeing that the two people in front of him completely ignored him, Song Ziqiao's delicate face was extremely ugly and even a little distorted. He shouted unconvincingly behind Yao Yuren: "Why?"

    Apart from his grades, he is obviously hundreds of times better than someone like Shu Mo.  The more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became. After all, he was a seventeen-year-old boy, and when things happened, it was easy for his blood to get to his head and act out of his will.  Before waiting for the answer, he continued to shout: "Do you know that he is a rag picker and not worthy of you at all? Are you so willing to choose such a person?"

    Shu Mo¡¯s hand holding the handle of the bicycle paused and tightened hard, and the veins on the back of his hand became prominent.

    Yao Yuren put her hands tightly around Shu Mo's waist to reassure him not to move.  She turned back sharply, her bright and sultry peach blossom eyes already covered with frost, full of frightening coldness.

    Song Ziqiao was startled by Yao Yuren's eyes.

    Her voice was still delicate and soft, pleasant and pleasant, but it carried a chill that pierced people's hearts: "No! You! What! What! What!"

    Yao Yuren tightened her hands, feeling the hot temperature in her arms, and the coldness in her eyes melted away a little, like an explanation or a confession: "If you like Shu Mo, you are willing to degenerate, then I am willing to continue to degenerate,  Always stay in the abyss with him." She paused slightly, "So, I don't need too much advice from you!"

    "You" Song Ziqiao looked incredulous. He was shocked by the depth of Yao Yuren's words.

    "Shu Mo, let's go."

    At this time, Yao Yuren had already tightened her arms around Shu Mo's lean waist, and her eyes were not directed at Song Ziqiao.

    Along the way, Shu Mo didn't say a word.

    Yao Yuren moved her hand around his waist, and her voice was low and soft, no longer as cold as before, and as gentle as water: "Are you angry?"

    Shu Mo was silent.

    "UmI don't know Song Ziqiao" She considered her words, "Ahem"p; Yao Yuren stared at him with gleaming eyes, "I am a rather stubborn and stubborn person."

    So, you can be fearless!

    Shu Mo felt that something in his heart was about to overflow, and his dark eyes became deeper and deeper.  He felt the girl's breath on his fingertips, numbing them like an electric current.  He rested his chin on the crook of her shoulder and neck.  Smelling her fragrant body breath vigorously, the faint smell of milk, with a hint of sweetness in your mouth, makes you want to take a bite.

    Thinking this way, he did the same.

    The thin lips were lightly printed on the skin of the shoulder and neck. It was tender, smooth, and fragrant. He couldn't help but lick it, and the taste was delicious on his tongue.

    Yao Yuren instantly felt something hot touching her neck. Her body couldn't help but tremble. Her fingertips tightly tugged at the corner of her clothes. Her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, showing her master's shock.

    "So sweet!"

    Shu Mo¡¯s breathing became heavier and his voice was sexy and hoarse.

    Yao Yuren only felt hot and crisp in her neck, and her head was buzzing: "ShuShu Mo."

    "Whose bicycle is this? Why was it left here?"

    At this time, the man's voice of questioning suddenly broke the ambiguity in the alley.

    Yao Yuren was so frightened that her legs weakened. Her father is back!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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