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In short, Lin fengxu is finally sensible.

Shen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He pinched Lin fengxu's wrist and said, "I thought it would be a Shura hall! I've been worried about what's going on with you! Now, it seems that I'm a little more thoughtful. "

Lin Feng Xu tilted his head and blinked, "is that ok?"

Shen Yang took out a lemon candy from his pocket. He took Lin fengxu's other hand and put it in his palm.

"For you. My little milk dog has grown up and become sensible. My brother is really very happy! "

Lin fengxu raised his hand which was clasped with Shen Yang's ten fingers, so that Shen Yang was forced to lean towards him.

"Is there any other reward besides this?" Lin Feng picked his eyebrows with a smile.

Shen Yang pushed him away from him by pressing his forehead. He pretended to be coquettish and said, "how can nine-year compulsory education teach a child like you? Don't think about something. I won't promise you. I won't follow you. "

Lin Feng Xu "chuckled" and bit the corner of the candy and tore it open.

Lin fengxu is estimated to be intentional, eat a sugar bite, but also put out the tip of the tongue to lick the corner of the lip.

Shen Yang swallowed his mouth unconsciously.

Then the next second, Lin fengxu pinched his chin and kissed him.

The lemon flavor of fructose in Lin fengxu's lips and teeth, his tongue against the sugar, easily pushed into the ripples between the teeth.

Shen Yang holds Lin fengxu's neck and rubs his thumb on the jaw line of Lin fengxu.

The sweetness of lemon sugar is sour. The acidity and sweetness are just right. It looks like Shen Yang's body.

More is greasy, less is light.

Originally only a nail plate size of the candy was broken by Shen Yang, sugar dregs all returned to Lin fengxu's mouth.

The sour taste of Candy spreads in the mouth, and the aroma of lemon lingers in the nose, and the surrounding air becomes ambiguous.

The wind blows, the purple flower Susu to the fall, there is a fall from the cane gap, just fell on the Shen Yang hair tip.

Lin fengxu kisses back according to Shen Yang's shoulder socket. The purple petals tremble for two seconds and fall on the stool.

Not far away, it is Liu Nan who comes over lightly and intends to stop Shen Yang and Lin fengxu from fighting.

I thought I'd see you beating me and I'd knock you, but I didn't expect to see the picture of kissing.

The book in Liu Nan's hand fell to the ground.

When Lin fengxu and Shen Yang heard the sound, they were all frightened and separated in a hurry.

They looked at the sound of the past, and saw Liu Nan, who was as dumb as a cucumber.

"You..." Liu Nan broke his voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

He stares at Shen Yang and Lin Feng's red lips. After a few seconds of inaction, he jumps up and shouts: "Crouching groove!"

Shen Yang and Lin fengxu Together? Together?

What kind of magic world is this?

Shen Yang and Lin fengxu stand up, two people in situ jump a few times, shake off the petals on the body.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yang pulled Lin fengxu behind him, "Liu Nan, what do you want to say?"

Liu Nan looked at the Shen Yang of the protective calf, and suddenly realized that all of this was premonitory.

Breakfast and hugs in the morning, Shen Yang's sudden end of internship and her sudden return, as well as her very ambiguous attitude, as well as the wound that always appears at the corner of her lip.

Liu Nan finally realized what was wrong.

If Shen Yang and Lin fengxu are supposed to be together from the very beginning, then all the propositions that he once thought were strange have the basis of proof.