Help! The beautiful girl who lives in my house is crazy for free

The next day, 7:28.

After Xu Yao finished breakfast, he saw that Luo Qingyue's door was still closed.

He was a little puzzled, did this little girl forget to set the alarm clock? Still no class?

"Bang."

At this moment, a sound of the door opening suddenly sounded, Xu Yao looked up and saw Luo Qingyue coming out of the bedroom with a look that had not yet woken up, her long black hair casually scattered on her fair and powdery shoulders, and her beautiful little face and... Black eye?

He was startled, (′д'*)))—!!!

"You exercised last night? Wouldn't it be enough to eat a bite of cake? "

I know that girls love beauty and are afraid of gaining weight, but he just searched on the Internet casually last night."

"Huh? No, Brother Xu Yao, I'm reading the novel to a point: Overslept, why don't you call me..." Luo

Qingyue bit her lip lightly, with a look of grievance, what kind of villain the ten alarm clocks before going to bed, all of them didn't wake her up.

"I didn't know your class schedule, I thought you didn't have classes." Xu Yao looked at her in a complicated way, what kind of novel was this, and did you see one o'clock in the morning?

Could it be the overbearing President Wen? Or is it Gao Leng Movie Diwen? It can't be some old mad villain falling in love with me, right?

Luo Qingyue didn't notice his complicated eyes, she just wanted to go to school quickly, the first class was ear training class, the teacher was strict and fierce, she didn't want to be late.

The price of staying up late is so great, I already know that I don't read that novel, so what kind of big guy is the author, the plot is tightly intertwined, and I can't stop watching it.

"Let's have breakfast."

Xu Yao glanced at the breakfast on the table, and in the mentality of his brother taking care of his sister, he inserted the straw into the soy milk cup, and gently opened the bag of fritters.

"Brother Xu Yao, I won't eat, it's too late, I'll be scolded by the teacher if I'm late."

Luo Qingyue ran into the bathroom to quickly wash her face, she didn't have time to put on makeup, she went out with her bag and pressed the elevator, but at this time, Xu Yao also walked out, Luo Qingyue was stunned.

"Brother Xu Yao, didn't you have no class today?"

"I took you to school on my bike, you ate breakfast, I don't want to waste money."

Xu Yao handed her the soy milk fritters in his hand, his tone could not hear any emotion, and then walked into the elevator with his own care, Luo Qingyue blinked, and then hurriedly said thank you.

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Coming downstairs, Xu Yao walked into the bicycle shed in the community, and the 300 yuan bicycle he bought last semester was still a little dazzling among the many brands of bicycles.

After all, there was a white rubber skin on it, which Zhao Mei specially put on for him, and said that the three-hundred-yuan car should be well cared for in order to use it for a few more years.

When Xu Yao pushed the bicycle out, Luo Qingyue had already eaten breakfast, he patted the back seat of the bicycle, a little hard, this girl should be able to sit, right?

"This is a bit hard, if you feel uncomfortable, take a bag cushion."

"It's okay, I can!"

Luo Qingyue shook her head, when she was in high school, Wan Sha drove a bicycle to take her, the back seat was not only hard, but there was a hole in the side... At that time, they were not unable to afford it, or they were reluctant to change cars, after all, that bicycle accompanied their entire youth.

"Good." Xu Yao sat up, stepped on the pedal with his right foot, and then said, "Come up."

Luo Qingyue gently pulled her skirt with her hand, and then sat up sideways, but her hand could not find a support point, she glanced at Xu Yao's white shirt... And did not dare to catch it.

"Sit tight."

"Brother Xu Yao, are you riding fast?"

"I'm pretty fast, I'm not going to be late."

Pretty fast, how fast? Luo Qingyue was a little worried, if she didn't grab something, she would fall down later.

At this time, the car started, she pursed her lips and carefully grabbed Xu Yao's white shirt.

Xu Yao only felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled by a small hand, and he thought that the girls were relatively bold, and he didn't care.

The bike path was wide and flat, and he pedaled briskly and flew toward the school.

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The breeze gently caressed her cheeks, and Luo Qingyue looked up and saw Xu Yao's hair fluttering in the wind, like the male protagonists in those youth magazines she had seen.

A teenager on a bicycle, wearing a white shirt, the sun hitting the ends of his hair... In the back seat sat a young girl in a white dress, with a coquettish face, holding the boy's waist....

Thinking about it, Luo Qingyue's little face turned red again, if only she could also hold Xu Yao's waist.

ヽ(*。 >Д<)o ゚uh

, reacted, Luo Qingyue shook her head vigorously, no! What the hell are you thinking!

After a while, when he arrived at the main gate of Jiangcheng University, Xu Yao saw that there were too many people, and he thought that the school's school flower and grass election competition was not over, so he slowly stopped.

"Haven't you been choosing that school flower lately? Do you want to come down and walk over by yourself, it's okay to be late for a while, it's not good if you are misunderstood.

"Brother Xu Yao, we are innocent, what are we afraid of.

Also, I didn't pay attention to that competition at all, and I don't know who reported it to me, so annoying, who wants to be a school flower, I just want to be a woman. Luo

Qingyue was a little helpless, although she had long heard that there would be some school flowers and grass in the university, but she did not expect that she would encounter this.

Other schools can only participate in the election by signing up in person, and Jiangcheng University is really not ordinary, and they don't need to register in person, which is too tiger.

Over the years, she has participated in piano competitions, except for provincial and above, she will not let people shoot other competitions, nor does she play any social software, just don't want to be paid too much attention by others.

Woman?

Xu Yao was slightly stunned, he couldn't see it, Luo Qingyue, who was pure and sweet on the outside, actually had a heart to break into the rivers and lakes in his heart.

It's pretty cute.

Seeing that Xu Yao did not reply, Luo Qingyue pulled the corners of his clothes, tilted his head and smiled: "Brother Xu Yao, let's go, I'm almost late, I will cry when I am scolded, and then you will be responsible for coaxing me." Seeing

her smiling sweetly, Xu Yao couldn't help but smile too.

"If I could coax girls, you wouldn't have had the nickname "Little Crying Bag" when you were a child. When

Luo Qingyue heard this, she instantly remembered those embarrassing things ten years ago, so she glared at him with a red face.

"Hmph, Xu Yao, your memory is really good, I remember it all."

Xu Yao lightly stepped on the pedal and said nonchalantly: "Why did you suddenly call your name?" Not called Brother Xu Yao? "

I..."

Luo Qingyue felt a heat rushing straight to her brain, and she knew that her face was red again.

Xu Yao's nice voice, and low tone... The hook's heart was a little throbbing, and she was so nervous that her breathing was a little short.

His fingers were also twisting restlessly, desperate to tear his clothes.