How Much for a Pound of Cuteness

Xue Niannan is worthy of learning, and his learning ability is unparalleled. Both the verbal expression and the tone of speech are in place, and he has learned almost all of Lu Jiaheng's loose look.

Gu Han originally thought that the handsome school principal had something special about Chuichi. He was a little surprised to hear her say this, and gave him a subconscious look.

Sure enough, the first hand holding a card paused, and his face was completely dull.

The next second, she widened her eyes, her fingers were shaking, shaking, shaking, and her expression even looked a little frightened.

Gu Han felt quite puzzled, could it be heartbroken?

But I don't think she likes this pink glass anymore.

Only Lin Tong didn't believe too much, a little surprised, turned his head and asked, "Did he say that?"

Xue Niannan nodded: "It's true."

Lin Tong looked thoughtful, and said nothing more.

After eleven, two weeks are the games.

University games are much more casual than those of junior high schools and high schools, and it does not require everyone in every class to be present, but after all, it is the first time to participate in the first year of college, and the enthusiasm of freshmen for the games is still very high of.

Xiao Yi and Xue Niannan were in charge of the registration for the boys and girls group. The boys group was okay. Basically, there were people who signed up for each project. The girls group was relatively difficult.

The girls are not enthusiastic about sports. Compared to the sweating on the plastic track and field in the mid-October autumn sun, they want to put on a two-hour makeup and sit elegantly with a small parasol Appreciate the fresh flesh of the seniors and male students and the hormones scattered in the field next to the game.

During that week, all the girls in the advertising class saw Xue Niannan run faster than the high school teaching director, saying that it would be no exaggeration to avoid being a viper.

Other classmates can't avoid it. Chuichi Lin and Gu Han have no choice at all. The three are shouldering the future of the majority of the women's team in the second class of advertising. They were even praised by the instructor when they studied late.

At the beginning of the report, 200 meters and the relay were reported. The relay race was a mix of men and women, with a man and a woman interlaced, for a total of four people, each with a distance of 100 meters.

When I first signed up, everyone looked at her little short legs and was quite skeptical. The sports committee smiled forward and back, sitting at Xiao Yi's table and looking at her: "I'm not saying, little white rabbit, you Does it seem to run softly? The relay still needs explosive power."

The little white rabbit blinked: "Yes."

Everyone smiled, didn't take it seriously, and didn't believe it, so it was fun.

As a result, on the day of the games, a woman in the first 200 meters qualifier race finished, and the whole class was silent.

Chuchi was divided into the eighth lane, the gunshots sounded, and the girl swooped out at once, as if there was a wind under her feet, instantly throwing the others behind him away from the old distance.

She was wearing a set of white sportswear, a pair of white shoes on her feet, and her soft long hair hung high into a ponytail. With her steps dangling behind her head, she really looked like an action Agile little white rabbit.

"I am a good boy," Zhou Ming stunned, watching the white shadow flash like lightning, and raised his hand to pat Xiao Xiao's shoulder next to it, there was something in it, "Squad leader, your little sister can't catch up ."

Squad leader Xiao is doing the warm-up exercise for the men for 400 meters. Without a word, he grinned at him and ran off the stand to the review office.

The gentle and shy big boy changed into sportswear at this time, revealing smooth arm muscle lines and calves. The image of people in peace days is completely different. The majestic heroism is full of vitality, and the whole body is full of infinite confidence.

The sight of the girls in the stands was naturally attracted, and Gu Han shook his head with his chin shook his head: "How come I never found out that the squad leader still has such a different sense of energy and youth?"

Xue Niannan pushed his glasses: "This is the charm of sports."

At the end of the 200m preliminaries, I just walked back, and I met with Xiao Yi underneath. The bunny didn’t seem tired at all, he wasn’t breathless, he should have just finished running at such a fast speed Still in a state of excitement, she jumped twice in situ and jumped with Xiao Yi.

Zhou Ming stood on the stands, lying on the iron railing and blew a rogue whistle in the direction of the two of them standing.

Gu Han quickly stood in line: "In fact, I think the monitor is better than the pink water cup. Looking at it is a good type for the girlfriend, then the pink water cup looks like a dedicated person."

They were all lying on the railing in front of the stands at this time. Gu Han looked at the direction of Chu Garden and said, and a lazy male voice came around him: "I am very specific."

Gu Han: "..."

Gu Han almost screamed in horror.

She jumped up suddenly and took two steps back. Lu Jiaheng was lying on the railing beside her, supporting her chin with one hand, lazily.

He didn’t look at her either. His eyes fell on the girl who jumped and Xiao Yi hit a palm not far away. The little girl squinted with a smile. The tall boy stood in front of her. She might have something on her face. The teenager raised his hand and pointed to the corner of her lips.

From this perspective, his index finger almost touched the corner of the girl's lips.

Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes.

Gu Han finally came back at this moment and was terrified: "Study... Senior? When did you come?"

"Just now, when you said that the monitor is better than the pink water glass." He carelessly, his eyes still half-sighted, watching the little girl running back and forth, jumping up to the stands and being slapped by the sports committee Shot on the shoulder: "OK, you little rabbit! You run like a rabbit!"

The sportsman is very tall and looks very strong, and the force control is not very accurate. At the beginning, he was taken a step back by him, and he didn't care much, still smiling happily.

Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes again, still lying on the railing like boneless.

The sports commissioner pulled Chuchi again for a while and then walked. When Chuchi walked over, he saw Lu Jiaheng standing there in the front. He blinked and was a little surprised: "Xue Xue was early."

Lu Jiaheng didn't wear sportswear, still the style he usually wears clothes, and Chuichi felt that he didn't look like someone who was keen on participating in the games.

He didn't speak, lying on the guardrail of the stands, looking at her sideways, his thin lips slightly pursed.

The look had a different meaning, just like someone wearing a green hat, it was strange.

After eleven, Chuichi did not see Lu Jiaheng anymore.

A big campus is so big, two people are one big, one junior, and they are different departments. The range of activities is usually far away. I really don’t see much in school.

Except one day when he saw him near the gymnasium, when Cheng Yi was talking to him, the man walked down with his head down, and when he thought he was not listening, he suddenly saw his lips raised and raised his head.

Lu Jiaheng was about to speak, but just saw her standing opposite.

Hatsuji hesitated while standing on the spot, feeling that it would be better not to disturb them. Finally, he took a deep look at Cheng Yi and turned away in a complicated mood.

Although she doesn't know much about Cheng Yi, but after contact, she feels that the carrot senior is really not like a big lady in women's clothing.

Chuichi suddenly remembered that he had turned to a chicken soup Weibo before. There is a general meaning in it that everyone you see now is actually disguised. The most real side will only be revealed in front of the person you love. Rough.

After thinking about it for a long time, he began to think that the chicken soup of the hypocritical Bara might still make some sense.

Maybe Cheng Yi and seniors like to wear small skirts when they are alone!

In the face of love, any sacrifice can be sweet!

At the end of the first day, Chuichi made up for his brain to understand the truth, rehearsed 300 scenes in his brain, and was successfully impressed by Cheng Yi's affection.

She thinks this love is so beautiful!

When Chuichi came back to God, he looked sideways behind Lu Jiaheng, but he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, why didn't Cheng Yi come with you?"

Lu Jiaheng had just witnessed the little girl being slapped and poked at the corner of her mouth and patted her shoulder. Now she felt uncomfortable when she heard any opposite sex. Her eyelids drooped and her lip line was pursed. Her face looked dark. He didn't come."

Hatsuji felt his mood swings keenly, blinking: "Have you quarreled?"

Lu Jiaheng stunned: "What?"

Churi carefully considered for a moment, and he asked tentatively: "Would he not wear it?"

Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes in confusion.

Chu Garden looked around for a while, and walked to the place where there was no one on the edge of the stand. Lu Jiaheng straightened up and followed her.

The little girl stepped up one more step, and the person immediately pulled up a large piece, and the vertical distance was closer to him, and began to fill Lu Jiaheng with chicken broth in a gentle voice.

What she said in the end, Lu Jiaheng did not hear a word.

She just came back after running, although it seemed that her physical strength was not consumed, but there was still a thin layer of sweat beads on her forehead, and there were a few strands of long hair bundled up high from the rubber band. The wind is shaking.

A strand of hair sticks to the cheek, her hair tips sweep thinly at the corners of her lips, and her soft, soft lips sweep the strands of broken hair.

The sunshine in October morning was gentle and clear, and I didn't know what other races were on the distant track. The gunshot banged.

Chuichi licked his lips and concluded: "So, senior, you have to be more generous."

Lu Jiaheng heard this sentence.

He looked down at her with low eyes, his eyes deep, staring straight at her lips, and he casually yelled, "How generous?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he slowly said, "There are some unimportant things that don't seem to matter too much--"

"All important."

Lu Jiaheng interrupted her suddenly.

Hatsuji hadn't had time to respond.

He suddenly raised his hand, the thumb fell on the corner of her lips, and the fingertip slowly rubbed along the corner of the lips to the middle of the lower lip.

Soft and moist, cool touch.

The strand of hair, which was always unreliable, was between the lips and the fingertips, and the rustling of hair passed with his movements.

Lu Jiaheng's eyes slowly moved up from her lips, facing the pair of staring black deer eyes that were glaring.

His voice is a little dumb, low and rusty, but clear and soft, with a slow speed and a smooth and slow tail: "These things are very important, why don't you want me to care, how generous?"

Chuichi: "...Ah?"

Lu Jiaheng lowered his hands and his eyes were very gentle. It seemed that he had fallen into a certain emotion on his own: "Huh?"

Chuichi raised his hand and rubbed his lips, a little dazed: "What are you talking about?"

Lu Jiaheng: "..."