My wife is pure and pure

Her depressed appearance and her cute and quiet low ponytail today complement each other quite well.

A temperament of a literary girl came directly to her face.

Although there is a little less agility and vigor, it is not to the degree of rigidity.

Everything is so just right.

And this naturally attracted the attention of many people, and everyone was willing to look at a good-looking girl.

Girls themselves also like to look at good-looking girls.

Luo Mingyu was very familiar with this feeling of being watched.

It has been like this since she was a child, and she will not feel shy when others look at her.

A good-looking girl still has this intuition.

In the classroom on the other side.

Yan Jue was sitting in his seat, looking at the English book in front of him, looking at the crooked letters.

Recently, she feels that her efficiency in reciting English words is really bad.

It should be said that mental attention seems to be a bit incapable of concentrating.

Although it is much more focused than the average students, it is still worse than the previous state of not listening to anything outside the window and focusing on it.

Although this is not a big problem, Yan Jue will also experience this kind of lack of energy in a few days during this special period of each month.

It's just that this time, she didn't seem to be just because of this reason.

And it's obvious what the answer is.

It's something that Yan Jue can say by himself.

It's nothing more than my beautiful girl at the same table.

Recently, even Yan Jue can clearly feel the further development of the relationship between the two.

It seems that since returning from the May Day holiday, her deskmate has become more active.

In the past two years, their relationship was generally limited to asking how they were in the morning, and they didn't usually have the opportunity to talk too much.

And now...

The physical contact and eye gaze with Luo Mingyu during this period of time flashed across her mind.

Too much.

Such a simple aftertaste made her feel as if Luo Mingyu had touched her feet again, and she tensed up awkwardly.

But wearing sports net shoes, no one can see it.

She can even grab a few more to ease her embarrassment.

Luo Mingyu's praise for her feet before made her very happy. Even if she didn't say anything on the surface, she always remembered Luo Mingyu's praise in her heart.

This is the nature of every girl, even Yan Jue can't avoid the custom.

And just when this pair of feet, which Luo Mingyu commented as good-looking and easy-to-use, grabbed the soles of the shoes, Yan Jue, who was in a daze, suddenly went dark.

Her eyes were covered.

"Guess who I am~"

Then a strange sound with her throat tucked in her throat came from her ears.

Yan Jue was startled at first, and almost broke free, but she calmed down just before her body moved.

There is one and only one person in this class or in this entire school who would do this to himself.

There was no doubt that it was the guy who had been preoccupied with her mind just now.

Her young and beautiful girl sits at the same table, Luo Mingyu.

"Stop messing around."

In Yan Jue's voice, it is not difficult to hear a little panic after being frightened and a forced calmness.

But she didn't forcefully break free. With her strength, breaking Luo Mingyu's hands was as easy as playing.

Well, the same goes for the legs.

The same goes for Quiet Lane.

However, her words did not make the people behind her let go of their paws, instead they still tightly covered her and spoke in a strange voice.

"Then who do you say I am~"

After having a suspicious target, Yan Jue recognized Luo Mingyu after a little discernment of the voice in his ear.

But the playful look of the other party still made the little deskmate a little troubled.

But there is also a little bit of excitement.

Especially at this moment when she vaguely felt the softness on her back, which she never had.

The throbbing in my heart is one wave after another.

But this throbbing was quickly overwhelmed by the real environment. Yan Jue thought that this is a classroom, and there are quite a lot of classmates around.

And it's really too eye-catching for me to be so noisy here.

"You are my deskmate."

But even if she got the answer right, Luo Mingyu didn't let go.

"No~ It's too perfunctory, lacking adjectives."

"..."

Yan Jue twitched the corners of her mouth as if she felt very helpless at Luo Mingyu's request, and finally she sighed softly as if in compromise.

"You are my beautiful girl at the same table."

Following her admission, the hands covering her eyes were pulled back.

The bright light illuminated Yan Jue's vision.

At the same time, there is a beautiful face in front of him.

"Haha~Thank you for the compliment~"

Luo Mingyu's brazen laughing and joking look was reflected in the eyes of her little deskmate, with her low ponytail casually draped over her right shoulder.

The carefully parted bangs have a bit of agility and energy, giving this old-fashioned hairstyle a beautiful girl's luster.

Yan Jue stared blankly for two seconds before turning his head away.

Today's Luo Mingyu is very beautiful, no, she is beautiful every day, but today's beauty surprised her.

"Hey deskmate, what do you think of my hairstyle~?"

Luo Mingyu sat down on the seat, and continued to question this embarrassed little deskmate who was obviously teased by her.

She liked to see her shy but pretending calm look more and more.

It's just... interesting.

This kind of pleasure is irresistible.

"Eh... she looks pretty good and matches you."

Chapter 590 What is the gold content of 12% favorability?

Although the words of the little deskmate sounded a little perfunctory.

But Luo Mingyu could easily hear her shyness and embarrassment.

It might be polite for others to say this, but what Yan Jue said to herself was her true opinion.

The thing Yan Jue is worst at is advocating and praising others against his conscience.

Of course, she can also say basic polite compliments, but even if she doesn't have any extra meaning, this kind of verbal meaning.

Others can't feel a little sincerity, and even some sensitive, suspicious and unconfident people will feel that she is pissing themselves off when they hear her words.

This is really hard for Yan Jue.

Although I do feel that the other party is ugly, I don't want to show it.

As for this question, when faced with some people or things that can be recognized by her, although the compliments from the little deskmate are not so extravagant.

But this sincerity is also quite powerful.

After receiving such a compliment, Luo Mingyu was naturally in a good mood.

To be able to hear the words "beautiful girl" from Yan Jue's mouth is quite high in gold.

The more honest girls are, the more weight their compliments have.

"Why did you change your hairstyle?"

Looking at Luo Mingyu who was smiling and not speaking, the little deskmate still picked his toes and continued chatting casually.

"It's just to change your mood. It's so boring to always wear a hairstyle. If you have the opportunity, you should change it more, otherwise it will be useless to blind your face."

Luo Mingyu casually found an excuse, after all, she couldn't let her deskmate come over, and pull up her collar to show her the circles of red string marks on her body.

For the little deskmate, it wasn't a question of whether it was early or not, but it was simply a matter of two worlds.

Luo Mingyu wouldn't believe how flamboyant this little girl at the same table could be.

It's probably the kind of traditional school where you have to turn off the lights and draw the curtains every time.

She probably couldn't bear Luo Mingyu's casually cute and charming names.

"Er... this is good and convenient."

The little deskmate subconsciously shook his plain and monotonous ponytail.