100 Ways to Get the Male God

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A boy was walking in.

The system prompt sound also sounded in an instant.

——Even the host himself can recognize the identity of the other party. But Lord God is in a bad mood, the system can't wait to jump up and press the heads of the host and the fragments, and let them kiss and marry and go to bed.

It said: "This is your little cutie."

Yu Chu was stunned by the long-lost system prompt, and glanced at the boy who walked in.

Very beautiful boy.

Black and fine, covering the tips of the white ears, it is very clean and beautiful, but it looks like the type that is not easy to mess with. Those eyes were dark and deep, with a clear and cold temperament, and a button on the neckline was opened at will, revealing half of the clavicle with delicate lines.

Fu Yu walked in, walked straight to his place, and looked up at the class.

Most of the students were sitting. Zhou Lin, who was standing in the first row, stood out a little. Fu Yu swept his eyes and saw the petite and well-behaved study committee member who seemed to be lecturing on Zhou Lin with a paper, with a handsome and pleasant temperament.

Fu Yu's eyes just swept over the two of them, and it didn't matter, he stopped in front of his seat.

He pulled out the chair leisurely and sat down, long eyelashes covering his deep eyes, ignoring the students next to him, leaning back on the chair, slender white fingers clasping the book on his face, the corners of his lips a little bit Apathy.

Banli slowly regained his voice.

However, because the school bully seemed to be sleeping, the sound of conversations in the back row was reduced by decibels.

Yu Chu was also silent, and handed Zhou Lin's paper back to him, "I'm going to start studying."

She turned around and ignored him.

Zhou Lin felt a little funny for a while.

Why didn't I think that the character of this little study committee member was actually quite interesting.

He took back his paper, and smiled slyly again: "Hey, why don't you lend me your paper? I can watch your paper and study it myself."

Yu Chu said: "I will do it myself."

It means rejected.

Zhou Lin was a little surprised. The paper was densely written, and it was obviously finished.

So she was just an excuse and didn't want to give it to him.

Zhou Lin didn't expect people to treat him in such an indifferent attitude. He originally thought that a good girl like Zhong Chuchu who had never been in love would blush and be shy as long as she took the initiative to tease her.

In this way, the challenge of betting is a bit bigger.

But Zhou Lin was also more interested.

He went back with the paper and pushed the boy at the same table. Afraid of arguing with the school bully on the other side, he lowered his voice and said, "What's the answer? Show me."

My deskmate was surprised: "Are you going to do your homework?"

"No, I'm researching the question. Damn, it's really hard to follow the study committee..." the boy muttered, "If you talk about a question, let me repeat it."

The tablemate laughed schadenfreudely, "It's just dead brains, only learning, what kind of fun does that kind of girl have. The art committee is not bad."

Zhou Lin laughed and scolded: "Have a chest and a butt? You wretched man... just like other people's bodies."

There was naturally a lot of dirty talk among the boys. After the two of them said a few words, Zhou Lin immersed himself in studying the papers.

He still didn't believe that he couldn't get a good girl.

On the other side, the boy leaned on the chair, his long fingers took down the book on his face, and the white fingertips of the other hand tapped slowly and lightly on the table.

He was alone at a table, near the window, very peaceful and undisturbed.