100 Ways to Get the Male God

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"...Brother An Jin, being safe and not being able to speak means two things." Yu Chu rolled his eyes.

"I said one is one." The dull person rarely became childish, holding her tightly.

...

On the day he left, Yu Chu went to the airport to send people off, and they were all reluctant travelers. Because of the appearance of the Lord God, they were very bright among them, especially Zhuma Jun stared at her coldly until before boarding the plane. , but held her hand tightly.

"Call me," he said coldly.

"Yeah." Yu Chu replied.

Zhuma Jun was silent for a few seconds, "No one will warm your stomach, you drink more hot water. Don't eat ice cream often."

"Got it." Yu Chu nodded.

The boy's voice was still indifferent and cold, "Also, don't wear short skirts, be cautious when making friends, and don't be deceived."

"Okay." Yu Chu continued to nod.

"Call me every day." He stared at her.

"Um."

"Email once a week with photos."

"……it is good."

"Write a letter once a month," the young voice finally felt aggrieved and pitiful, "you write it yourself."

"Okay." Yu Chu smiled, rubbing him on tiptoe.

An Jin turned and left, looking back while walking. The cold and indifferent person was actually very wronged. He took a step and looked back, his expression was quiet and sad.

He walked through security and finally waved.

Yu Chu also waved at him.

The slender figure of the young man disappeared, and the girls next to him couldn't help but come up and ask, "Is it your boyfriend, so cute and good..."

When parting, that kind of cold, but you can see the small appearance of reluctance, cute and cute. From this look, you can see the enviable feelings.

The girls all looked envious, Yu Chu had no intention of saying more, and responded casually. She walked out of the airport, squinted at the blue sky and white clouds, smiled and sighed.

She lowered her head and checked her courses, selected a few festivals, and decided that she must go to see the little bamboo horse.

...

a few months later.

The streets of foreign countries are already snowed in winter.

Christmas, in the windows, and in front of the store, are decorated with colorful Christmas trees. The red silk hangs on the tree, and the shining stars and lanterns decorate the tree body very beautifully. The top of the tree is the biggest star.

The roads are covered with snow, the cafes on the street have taken back the tables and chairs outside the store, Christmas wreaths are hung in front of the doors, and the footprints of passers-by are on the white snow.

In the castle-like academy, only twos and threes of students were left, and the distant bells rang a few times.

A person slowly walked out of the corridor, stepping on the white snow.

He is slender, wearing a dark trench coat with a collar trimming his slender, white neck, and a pair of beautiful hands, casually holding a few English books.

Occasionally, the students I met greeted each other respectfully, and the girls couldn't help but look back and whispered.

"So young..."

"Really? And it looks really good."

"Isn't there anyone chasing it?"

"How is it possible, but I heard that there are girls they like, so all of them have not succeeded."

"I heard that she is a domestic girlfriend..."

"Ah?" Someone suddenly regretted, "After finishing these courses, I will definitely have to go back to China..."

"Of course the professor doesn't want people to go back..."

The whispering of the girls gradually faded away.

An Jin's brows were indifferent, and he lowered his eyes and walked down the steps. Snowflakes fell on his delicate eyebrows, and his eyelashes blinked, turning into crystal water droplets, hanging lightly.