"When did I promise to let you be my boyfriend?" Ling Xingyu's big eyes turned, half shy and half crampedly glared at him, "You haven't chased me yet."

It is said that Feng Shui changes step by step, but now it has finally been transferred to her.

Thinking of the days when he was forced to be late, leave early, and even a little distracted in class, she felt that she was not feeling well.

No, she must also let him chase her, so that it is fair.

"Okay." Mu Luo took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and looked at her with a smile, "Student Ling Xingyu, I announced that from now on, I will officially pursue you."

"Hmm, let's talk about it, depending on your performance." Ling Xingyu raised his chin happily, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

She had already decided in her heart that she must be more reserved and that she must have a process of pursuing her.

A relationship is the most beautiful, and it is this stage of ambiguity.

"Then... go, I'll take you home." Mu Luo stretched out his hand at her.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xingyu glared at him and put his hand behind him vigilantly.

Before I even started chasing her, I wanted to hold her hand.

There are no doors and no windows!

Mu Luo explained helplessly: "I mean, let you give me your schoolbag..."

He was just thinking, what girls value very much is, isn’t it just whether the boyfriend is willing to help him carry his bag?

A boyfriend who is unwilling to carry a bag to his girlfriend is not a good boyfriend!

"Oh." Ling Xingyu realized that he was being self-indulgent. He coughed a little awkwardly, and then handed him the backpack on his back.

Mu Luo smiled and reached out to take it, naturally carrying her pink and purple schoolbag in his hand. On his shoulder, he was carrying his own black schoolbag.

The combination of black and purple is unexpectedly harmonious.

Ling Xingyu looked at it and suddenly felt that his very ordinary pink and purple schoolbag was held in his hand, so why was it so beautiful?

The two walked quietly along the tree-lined path of the campus. The bright moonlight shone through the gaps of the leaves, and a silver halo was coated around them.

Ling Xingyu lowered his head slightly, occasionally secretly staring at the boy beside him with his own eyes.

His side face looked so perfect under the moonlight that she couldn't help but lose her god.

Just as she peeked at him, he just came over. The two of them had their eyes collided, causing waves of ripples.

Ling Xingyu quickly withdrew his gaze: "You...why are you peeking at me?"

Mu Luo chuckled: "If you didn't peek at me, how did you know I peek at you?"

Ling Xingyu: This conversation seems familiar.

But isn’t this guy chasing her? Isn’t he so weak in survival?

So she coughed lightly and expressed her dissatisfaction: "At this time, you should say, because you look good."

It's really a piece of wood, I won't even say such an official answer! I also ask her to teach him personally.

Just as she was thinking this, she felt Mu Luo suddenly approaching, her deep eyes staring at her for a moment: "Is it necessary to say that you are good-looking?"

Such ambiguous love words, even Ling Xingyu, who has always been careless, instantly blushed.

Unexpectedly, this piece of wood suddenly stirs up people, and it is also very flirting.
Chapter completed!