My wife is pure and pure

Shyness is the most beautiful expression of a girl, and also the most powerful weapon. It can perfectly arouse all kinds of beautiful imaginations in people's hearts.

So deep in it can not extricate themselves.

Luo Mingyu really likes to see this kind of beautiful girl with a stinky face so cute in contrast. The tougher the ice sculpture is, the more water will flow when it melts.

Once the repressed emotions are released, they will often have stronger destructive power and desperate courageous awareness.

But Han Zitong's piece of ice is not easy to lick, or it is a bit sticky to the skin. For example, it is like an iron railing in winter in the Northeast. It is not sweet.

But the icy temperament permeates the bone marrow and freezes the heart.

If you have to try it, it is recommended to bring a pot of warm water, or a companion who is sipping warm urine.

"Uh...ah, let me hold the umbrella then."

When Han Zitong walked out of the shame she was carrying, she took the initiative to take the umbrella handle from Luo Mingyu's hand, and naturally touched the back of her hand, just as she expected.

It was as smooth and cold as cream, a little cooler than her hands.

really cool

"Oh okay."

Luo Mingyu didn't need to be brave about such a small matter, so she accepted Han Zitong's umbrella service very calmly, although it would make her look a little weak, especially in order not to expose herself to too much rain and save money. Because of the space, the hands she put together in front of her seemed a bit weak.

But it doesn't matter, after all, it's just a look, and besides, Luo Mingyu really thinks it's pointless to care so much about offense and suffering.

And wouldn't it be good to use two different tones in the arms of the gentle and caring elder sister and under the skirt?There is nothing unacceptable about this.

If it wasn't because of their weird abilities, and the gameplay was too anti-human, Luo Mingyu wouldn't mind the simple relationship between superiors and subordinates, after all, it would be quite cool.

She couldn't deny that, and she never tried to hide it.

The distance from the teaching building to the gate is not far, but because the water on the playground is too deep at this time, everyone chooses to go around the distance, no one wants to go through the water, right?

I still love my shoes.

Many boys are eager to take off their shoes and hug them in their arms and walk out.

Han Zitong, who was not good at words, had no follow-up after saying that sentence, and walked quietly in the rain. They were not literary and hypocritical people, and they didn't have so much emotion.

Luo Mingyu now feels a little cold and has nothing else to do, neither romantic nor emotional, maybe it will be a good memory for the two of them to throw away the umbrella and go directly to the playground to have fun .

But let's not talk about Luo Mingyu, the burden and shackles on Han Zitong's body can't make her act so purely and directly release her nature.

She was as oppressive and dull as today's weather, like a pressure cooker with a broken valve, which would explode sooner or later.

As the most direct victim, Luo Mingyu has already passed the age of enjoying playing with water.

Although she also loves to play with water, it is definitely not the kind that is poured from the sky.

The water she played in was delicious and salty.

That's it?

Can't get into her eyes anymore.

Looking at the sparkling puddle reflecting the bright light under the street lamp, Han Zitong suddenly wanted to go to the beach to have a look.

She thought of the graduation trip that she had agreed with Luo Mingyu before, the seaside might be a good choice.

Well, one more year.

Thinking of this, Han Zitong silently withdrew his right foot that was a little bit off direction and tended to step on the puddle.

"Speaking of which, where is the make-up class you are going to?"

When he was about to reach the gate, Luo Mingyu suddenly asked.

"Pass this street and turn left to a make-up class at the end."

"Cross the street and turn left...and then end? It's not too close! Let my mother drop you off for a while."

Luo Mingyu took a job for Ms. Ding Lan on her own, and of course her mother wouldn't care.

Chapter 180 Five Girls Head Up (4K)

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"Eh?"

Han Zitong froze for a moment when he heard Luo Mingyu's words, then shook his head and waved his hands.

"No, it's too troublesome. There are eaves along the way."

Slipping over the wall is not a good choice, and what I said is actually just dealing with it.

Of course Luo Mingyu could see Han Zitong's modesty, but she still put her arms around his wrist.

"That won't work, don't try to run away, I'll catch you."

In the face of such a weak and withdrawn person, an appropriate strong character can often bring better results.

For example, at this moment, Han Zitong couldn't break free from Luo Mingyu's shackles. Luo Mingyu hugged her very tightly, and she wouldn't really use her strength to push Luo Mingyu, she just broke free a few times in a symbolic way. Just down.

Besides, that strength is nothing more than lip service.The strength in the hands is insufficient.

Luo Mingyu maintained this posture and walked slowly out of the school gate together with Han Zitong.

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And Ms. Ding Lan, who was sitting in the car, had been waiting for a long time on the side of the road outside the school. Because of the heavy rain, she deliberately went out a little earlier today.

She watched the students coming out of the window one after another in the rain, not worried at all that her little daughter would accidentally miss this place and not find herself.After all, everyone in the school counts as someone who knows how to hold a pink umbrella. She hasn't seen a second one yet.

It's impossible to ignore the most coquettish umbrella among all people just by looking at it like this.

Even Ms. Ding Lan sometimes doesn't understand her youngest daughter's aesthetics, but she is already a ten-year-old girl.

Such a pink is really a bit out of place.

Obviously when I was a child, I was very resistant to clothes of this color and the cute lace decorations.

Why is it that I am getting older and living more and more.

But Ms. Ding Lan didn't have much resistance to this. Her daughter likes it as long as she likes it. It doesn't matter if it's the sprouting of a girl's heart, and it's not a big deal.

It's just that today's situation is obviously not right.

Although Ms. Ding Lan saw the little pink umbrella from a distance at a glance, her daughter was not the only person under the umbrella, and there was obviously another student beside the umbrella.

The umbrellas blocked their faces, and they could only vaguely see that their youngest daughter was holding each other's arm very intimately, just like a young girl in love who was so close.

hiss~

Ms. Ding Lan took a deep breath. Being open-minded, she doesn't particularly care about whether her daughter has a puppy love. She is only worried about whether it will affect her grades, and that young people are impulsive, and they will be deceived by sweet words one day. Go, whether there is a self-protection psychology that will take security measures.

That brat certainly doesn't care much, but his own cabbage is very precious.

When Ms. Ding Lan began to think about how to remind her little daughter for a while, the two on the other side also got closer.

Only then did she see clearly that she was also a girl, with a better figure than her own daughter, and she looked like a very honest child.

So the entanglements and worries that had just surfaced in his heart disappeared in an instant, and a kind smile appeared on his face immediately.

"Mom~ This is my friend. I didn't bring an umbrella and dropped by the cram school not far ahead."

Luo Mingyu opened the car door for Han Zitong and at the same time reported this to her own mother.

Han Zitong greeted Ms. Ding Lan very politely but somewhat restrainedly.

"Auntie hello~"

"Hello, hello~ Come up quickly, don't get wet and freeze!"

Luo Mingyu has been quite cheerful since she was a child, and she is good at running and dancing. Naturally, she has many friends with such a personality. Ms. Ding Lan also knows how to deal with her children's friends so that she can appear enthusiastic without being too exaggerated.

It's just that she doesn't understand why her youngest daughter's friends are obviously not as many as before after entering high school, and she hasn't seen her invite friends to play at home for two years.

"What's your name, little friend?"

Han Zitong sat in the back seat of the car somewhat cautiously, holding his schoolbag, as if worried that the water droplets on it would stain the seats in the car.

Luo Mingyu next to her didn't have these worries, and she collapsed carelessly. If she wasn't afraid of being scolded by her mother, she wouldn't even think of putting the umbrella under it.

"My name is Han Zitong."

"Ah~ I know you, you were the third in the exam school before, right? You're really promising~ It's not like my girl who has such poor grades and knows how to play all day long."

Speaking of which, Ding Lan glanced at Luo Mingyu from the rearview mirror.

I found that she was pursing her mouth in dissatisfaction with what she said at this time. This is an expression that I am unhappy but cannot refute.

It was the same kind of speechless and slightly dissatisfied face that Luo Mingyu saw when she saw the dripping palms of the girls who were squeezed by her.

Of course, Ms. Ding Lan will definitely not be aware of this. In her eyes, the youngest daughter is still a child in every respect.

Perhaps it is possible that only when Luo Mingyu gets married and walks into the grave of marriage, will she feel like a daughter has grown up.

"Don't be dissatisfied, look at the scores you scored in the math test before, why are people in the 100s and 90s, and you are so hip?"

Stomping on one another, bringing out the advantages of their classmates and friends by scolding their children's shortcomings is a move that many parents will use.

This kind of scolding is not all sincere, and to a large extent, it is another kind of politeness.

After all, it would be very dry to simply praise people in one direction, and it may make people feel uncomfortable if you talk too much.

Everything must pay attention to a degree.

And Ding Lan obviously has such a bottom line, and she can get a good idea of ​​Han Zitong's character in just a few words. As a mother of two children, Ding Lan still has a lot of insight.

As for the bottom line that her little daughter can accept, she is even more clear, not to mention that she has no bottom line at all, it is quite shameless, and just relying on such jokes can't arouse any fighting spirit or rebellious emotion in her.

Didn't Ding Lan understand Luo Mingyu's background when she was a mother?

"Hey~ Who can blame me? I'm not the only one who is bad at math. Our whole class is like this. It's not like you haven't seen the math teacher before us. If it weren't for that orangutan, I would be like this?"

What Luo Mingyu is best at is finding excuses from anything other than herself, and a poor teacher who is disliked by everyone is obviously the best person to blame.

To be honest, Luo Mingyu's own lack of effort accounted for at least 60.00% of this. After all, she had learned this before, so she should have a better foundation than others.

"Then it's all right now, it's time for Xiaoyan to teach you that you can't find any faults."

Han Zitong raised his head curiously and asked.