To The Lovely You

  Li Mengshan's eyelids began to jump, and she suddenly had a very bad premonition. Especially the way Luo Yujun looked at her made her scalp numb.

   In the past, she didn't believe what was described in the novel. Just a glance could make people's heart beat faster and her hands go weak, but now she completely believes it.

   His beautiful phoenix eyes contained too many emotions that she could not understand. He watched her moment by moment, capturing her every move.

   Finally walked to the bedside, she leaned down to take the stack of books away, only to find that the book was placed in an even position—just out of her reach.

   She had to get on the bed to get it. It's just weird, Luo Yujun's bed is too big... But isn't it a bit strange that she is a girl and just crawled onto the boy's bed?

   hesitated for a while, then she bit her lower lip and whispered to Luo Yujun: "Can you help me with it, I can't reach it."

  Luo Yujun was sitting at the head of the bed, and the light of the bedside lamp shone on his handsome face, making his outline more perfect.

   His face didn't have too many expressions, and he looked indifferent: "You are, so begging? I can help you... But..."

   As he spoke, his eyes fell on her pink lips, which meant something.

  Li Mengshan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took a step back: "No... No need, I'll take it myself!"

   She took a deep breath, knelt on his knees on his soft bed, and slowly moved towards the stack of books. His bed has the same minty fragrance as his body, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

  Li Mengshan came across the stack of books smoothly, and was quickly attracted by the cover of the first book.

   "Jane Eyre" - one of her favorite foreign classics! Feeling happy for a while, she couldn't help flipping it over at random, and she couldn't put it down even more.

  I don't know how long it took before she realized that she was in a boy's bed at the moment, or it was better to take it home and watch it slowly.

   As she was about to retreat, she found herself bumping into a wall of flesh—she knew without looking back that it was Luo Yujun's broad chest, with a faint mint fragrance.

   "Luo Yujun! When did you... come up too?" She stepped back in horror, but found that there was a wall behind her, and there was no way to retreat.

   "This is my bed, why can't I come up?" Luo Yujun's expression was taken for granted, "It's you, are you so eager to get on my bed?"

   When he said these words, he deliberately approached her little by little, like a cat teasing a mouse, pushing her into the corner.

   "You...you...!" Li Mengshan was ashamed and angry, "Isn't this what you want?"

   She finally figured it out, he just put the book in that position on purpose to lure her up to get it, and then...

   "What do I want? Why don't I know?" Luo Yujun pretended to be dazed, "Don't tell me, you know better than me? Oh, I almost forgot a sentence, "Saving others by yourself..."

   "Get out of the way! I'm going back to do my homework!" Li Mengshan picked up one of the hardcover books and smashed it towards his chest.

   But when she was about to touch his chest, she unconsciously reduced her strength, for fear that she would really hurt him.

  Luo Yujun naturally watched her every little movement and eyes, and the corners of her thin lips evoked a very shallow arc.

   It seems that she also has a heart for him, but she has always refused to admit it.