Chapter 8 I'm in my eyes

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Xie Zhiyao accidentally ran into Luo Fengyuan at the door of the infirmary for some reason and felt a little panicked...

A little heart flapping

After asking An Luoyu to the school doctor, she sat on a chair in the infirmary and recalled the posture of her deskmate repeatedly.

Although I still couldn't see clearly, the dark aura seemed to turn into substance and pressed towards her.

Xie Zhiyao returned to the classroom timidly

At this time, the lunch break had just ended. Many classmates walked out of the classroom yawning, and they would happily say hello to her when they met her.

She responded absent-mindedly

Then he slid it on the door frame and glanced inside.

Her deskmate seems to be lying on the table

She tiptoed into the classroom, walked to her seat, and when she got close, she found a bag of medicine on the table.

This is...thing that Luo Fengyuan just carried

She suddenly remembered a sneeze she had sucked in the morning, and an inexplicable emotion dominated her heart.

The tip of her nose felt sore, and she suddenly wanted to cry

At that moment, Xie Zhiyao suddenly didn't want to be angry with this dull gourd. She stretched out her hand and poked Luo Fengyuan's arm. He didn't move, and he didn't say a word as if he was dead.

Still pretending to be asleep!

She used her hands to pull up his arms under her head. The boy raised his head in surprise and looked at her. The dark emotions in his eyes slowly disappeared when he saw the girl's expression about to cry.

He was pulled up by Xie Zhiyao in obedience

Then, under the eyes of many classmates, Xie Zhiyao pulled him to the door and the corridor. Finally, she pushed him into the stairs classroom and closed the door with a pong

Jiang Shengnian, who was stepping into the corridor and returning to take self-study class:???

Was he blind just now?

Why did a whirlwind flash in?

He scratched his head. Perhaps it was because the recent "Tornado Boy" was suspended for a week. The latest episode was still the critical moment when Tornado Boy punished evil and promoted good. It caused him to be absent-minded and everything looked like a whirlwind.

In the staircase classroom

Luo Fengyuan looked at the girl in front of him helplessly

Xie Zhiyao's pink and white face was covered with tears, and it was impossible to fall off, like a transparent pearl

She kept talking about her grievances, her pink lips sometimes flared, sometimes opening and closing, and the words that popped out of them jumped into his heart one after another

Seeing that Luo Fengyuan was still silent, Xie Zhiyao couldn't help but smash his fist into his chest, but was hurt by the boy's strong muscles.

ÁWoo she wailed in pain, and the next moment, her fist that was swung wildly in the air was held by Luo Fengyuan. He nervously kneaded his little red hands.

Don't worry! She broke free from him with all her might, you big fool! A fool! A wood that can't speak! Everyone is ten thousand times more adorable than you!

Xie Zhiyao was so angry that she spoke without saying anything, but was pulled into the other person's arms the next moment

Her cheek suddenly hit the boy's chest. In a panic, her hand also pressed against his chest.

She could clearly feel the muscles under her hands tighten instantly

Xie Zhiyao was so stunned by his temperature. For a moment, there were only the breathing of two people in the quiet space.

Luo Fengyuan held the head of the person in front of her chest with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around her shoulder, feeling the soft presence of the girl.

It seems like a feather gently descending on his heart

It was itchy, and it was not good to use force or gentleness. He finally couldn't help but speak out: Everyone?

I am not even as good as the waste An Luoyu?

The only remaining reason makes people swallow the words that followed. He usually doesn't despise others, but the scene he saw today opened the door in his heart, and the malicious intention hidden deep in his heart gushed out uncontrollably

It’s okay for others, An Luoyu? Even someone who is inferior to him is worthy of it?

The girl's depressed voice came from her chest because it was too tight and the voice was a little blurry: It's everyone!

Luo Fengyuan heard a little bit of anger from it, and was silent and didn't know what to say.

But he suddenly felt the wetness from his chest, which penetrated into his skin through his shirt, hot and broken

This made him abandon the others, and carefully lifted the girl's face and wiped away the tears from her face carefully

Sorry, he apologized in a low voice

The girl holding her face could feel the hands that made her heart tremble gently rubbing her face, and the thin calluses on her fingertips made her itchy

She hummed for a while, pouted and didn't say anything, and couldn't help but bury her face in, allowing his big hands to completely cover her.

There is a light ink fragrance at the tip of the nose

This reminded her of the scene when she was writing for a boy

Luo Fengyuan likes to write with a fountain pen. When he falls ink, the raised pen tip and neat structure connect all show a sharp edge that is extremely inconsistent with him.

She likes how he looks when he writes

Xie Zhiyao couldn't help rubbing again, as soft and cute as a little beast, and her breath was swept to the heart of his palm with warm breath.

Luo Fengyuan's heart fire broke out, and the inexplicable heat rushed towards his lower body

The air around me instantly became sticky

He opened the distance between him and the girl in a panic and looked down at his palm. At this time, Xie Zhiyao also raised his head and pulled his palm to his ears, revealing his face as if it were spring flowers.

Because she had just cried, there was a rosy and wet feeling on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, like a peach that was about to seep out of juice.

Facing the gurgling eyes washed by Xinquan, Luo Fengyuan unconsciously moved his Adam's apple. He found that his eyes reflected his current appearance.

The girl he likes is looking at him, with him in his eyes