Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 7

"Huh?" Wei Qianluo raised her eyebrows.

Seeing Wei Qianluo's nonchalant expression, Ling Yunxiu showed a little helplessness on his face.

Grasping Wei Qianluo's hand, Ling Yunxiu quickly walked towards the utility room.

After being stunned for three seconds, Wei Qianluo squinted her eyes full of joy: The male god and I are holding hands hhhhh [SpongeBob SquarePants giggling]

Of course this is from the heart.

However, Ling Yunxiu was thinking not to be seen.

Gently closing the door, Ling Yunxiu leaned back against the door.

He rushed to Wei Qianluo and made a gesture of silencing, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hey, why did I hear a voice just now?"

"Really, don't make too much fuss."

After the sound of footsteps passed away, Ling Yunxiu shifted his gaze to Wei Qianluo.

Upon receiving his gaze, Wei Qianluo immediately grinned obediently.

[Beep, Ling Yunxiu's favorability + 5, current favorability is 25]

"Male god?" Wei Qianluo asked.

"Don't talk." Ling Yunxiu lowered his voice, the clear and deep voice was so nice that it could confuse people's hearts.

Wei Qianluo was fascinated by accidents, and she immediately answered without subconsciously: Kiss me.

Damn it, Wei Qianluo couldn't help feeling sorry for her brain circuit.

The footsteps gradually stopped, and Ling Yunxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

For a long time, I saw.

Wei Qianluo stared at herself unhappily for a moment, her black eyes sparkling like stars in the night.

"..." Ling Yunxiu froze for a moment, then slowly withdrew her gaze and glanced at the wound on her leg.

Wei Qianluo turned her eyes, and said solemnly: "Does the male god elope?"

Ling Yunxiu opened his eyes, and cast light on her faintly.

"Where did you talk about elopement?" Ling Yunxiu expressed her confusion, not understanding her brain circuit.

"...Because, male god, you are getting closer, and I will tell you secretly." Wei Qianluo squinted, and her bright black eyes rolled around.

Ling Yunxiu was puzzled when he heard the words, but he still approached seriously: "Okay, tell me."

"Hehe." Wei Qianluo couldn't help laughing.

Ling Yunxiu was suddenly confused.

Wei Qianluo caressed Ling Yunxiu's face, looked into his eyes, and sighed: "If I knew this, I should have taken the initiative." Instead of secretly liking you behind your back.

Crush is not my style.

Ling Yunxiu's face became dry again when he was watched, and he hurriedly turned his face away.

A kiss from Wei Qianluo could not help but land on his ear.

"I like you."

"That was a long, long time ago."

"You may not believe it, but I must say that it is really uncomfortable to hold back in my heart."

"That was in junior high..."

The girl's tone is sometimes serious and sometimes relaxed, just like this.

Ling Yunxiu followed her way, as if she had returned to the past.

At that time, Wei Qianluo belonged to the class of people whose grades were not very good but not bad, and she could get along with most of the people in the class.

And Ling Yunxiu is the flower of Gaoling in the class next door, and his grades remain the first in the whole year and the top three in the city.

For this high mountain flower, she had no intention of picking or protecting it.

But life often has ups and downs. When Wei Qianluo was in danger, Ling Yunxiu rescued her.

"Do you still remember when a soccer ball couldn't stop and hit a girl in junior high?" Wei Qianluo looked at Ling Yunxiu expectantly.

At this moment, Ling Yunxiu turned her head and glanced at her, and with one sentence, her expectations were dashed: "I was in a daze at the time, and I didn't intend to pass by you, and then I was hit."

Wei Qianluo: "..." Wait, this is completely different from what she thought!

When she was writing a draft in her heart, she had a lot of things to say.

Ling Yunxiu said again: "Most girls will mistake 'block knife' for liking."

"..." Wei Qianluo didn't answer, and the hope in her heart faded a little.

[Beep: Ling Yunxiu's favorability +1, current favorability is 26]

　Happy May Day——

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　　This is the change ②, and the serial number of the change in the future follows the number of the change in the front (& amp ; amp ; amp ; gt ;^ ω ^& amp ; amp ; amp ; lt ;)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)