"This is my boyfriend!"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, this is my boyfriend!" another roommate said holding the boy's other arm.

"Don't steal it, my boyfriend is embarrassed!" The last roommate hugged the boy's waist from behind, put his chin on Ranbai's shoulders, and spoke righteously.

friend:……?

She doesn't understand very much.

Is this the roommate who supports the entire dormitory with a boyfriend?

After understanding the situation clearly, my friend was deeply immersed for two seconds, and then he threw himself on Ranbai, "I also lack a boyfriend!"

Ranbai was so amused and laughed, so he simply leaned on the chair arrogantly and lazyly, hooked the girl's chin with slender fingers, and smiled ambiguously, "Come one by one, don't worry."

Seal: "..."

This little life is so moist!

Host, do you still remember the official partner you threw at the shore of Daming Lake?

I forgot my home with a beautiful woman.

…

The morning light shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and the white gauze curtains rolled up in the wind, revealing the white snow outside the window.

The piano sound is subtle and melancholy, delicate and full, like the clear spring water flowing in a mountain stream, which is an extraordinary enjoyment.

As the last syllable fell, the slender fingers placed on the black and white keyboard fell, and the morning light shone on the hem of the sweater, and the figure in front of the piano stood up slowly.

"Second Young Master." The housekeeper walked up after seeing a touch of snow coming out of the piano room. "Just just now, the landline at home rang, it was the phone number given to you by the eldest young master."

He asked, "What's the matter?"

The voice is as cold as a thin blade, revealing apathy.

"The eldest young master didn't say it, just let you know and call him back." The butler replied.

In the huge and cold study room, layers of books are quietly placed on the retro-designed bookshelf. The things placed on the rosewood desktop are orderly and look clean and spotless.

Shen Zhiyu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, slightly tilted his eyes. The curve of his side face seemed to be in the morning light, and he still couldn't fade away his indifference.

"You look for me." After dialing the phone, Shen Zhiyu said.

"Just finished practicing the piano?" Shen Xiuwei asked on the other side.

"Um."

"You help me pick up someone, I am abroad now and can't leave." Shen Xiuwei spoke directly without slanting around the bush.

"That aunt's family?"

Shen Xiuwei sighed, with pain hidden in his tone: "After all, I owe someone. I have already investigated it clearly. My savior now has a daughter, so I have to be responsible. I want to take her to the Shen family for adoption. How do you feel?"

"Did you adopt her as your daughter?" Shen Zhiyu listened indifferently.

“…”

"It's my sister. If she wants, there will be another little princess in the Shen family."

Shen Zhiyu: "You shouldn't tell me that you have found the wrong person."

Shen Xiuwei also knew that his cold and taciturn personality was not suitable for getting along with girls, but he really couldn't find other reliable people.

"There's nothing you can do. Only you can be more reliable. Grandma can't leave after being hospitalized, let alone our mother's temperament. Mingxuan and Yuanyuan, do you think they might get things done?"

After a pause, Shen Xiuwei held a trace of hope: "If this girl really arrives at the Shen family, you should take care of her more..."

Shen Zhiyu just said: "I try my best."

…

Winter is always dark and it is extremely fast, with sunset and dusk.

Before we knew it, it was night. The branches of the trees on the Nanyang University campus were filled with snow. Couples in groups of three or three walk together in the woods, and downstairs of the girls' dormitory.

A name was found on the snow-covered ground with footprints, and a big love circle was surrounded by a strange snowman.

The name is two words - Wei Bai.

Many people in the dormitory stopped and watched, with men and women discussing this large-scale confession scene with great enthusiasm.

"It's Shen Mingxuan?"

"What are you doing? The prodigal son looks back?"

"I was shocked when I was alive that I could actually see our Nanyang University school grass playing such a romantic set."

"Who is Shen Mingxuan?"

"Don't you know?"

Shen Mingxuan, in their junior year's computer department, he had a face that God was chasing and feeding, and both hooking men and women. Of course, Shen Mingxuan is definitely a straight man. Why? Because his girlfriend who he dated from freshman year to junior year can probably run around Nanda hand in hand.

Born to be romantic.

And he is also a rich young man. His family is rich and powerful. He has never repeated the luxury cars he has driven. He is very generous to his girlfriend. He gives cars, bags and famous brands. He is so generous that he is even a little perfunctory. Every girlfriend he has dated has never been more than a month.

"Shen Mingxuan is actually playing this set. I always thought he wouldn't have anything but delivery bags."

"Who is Wei Bai? Which girl is so lucky."

"I seem to have heard of this name? It sounds so familiar?"

"Ah? Isn't Wei Bai a boy?"

The boy stood on the snow and stomped his feet back and forth. The snowflakes were floating. He made such a big scene. His fingertips were red when he was frozen. He held the love made by the snow in his hand. He looked down with satisfaction and felt that his wave was definitely the king.

After discussions between Shen Mingxuan and his friends who act as emotional experts, it was concluded that don’t girls of this age all love romance?

Then he would make up her, and he would not believe Wei Bai would not be moved!

Shen Mingxuan could already imagine the scene where Wei Bai would go downstairs and rush into his arms. His smile couldn't help but ripple, and there was a hint of gloom in his joy.

He didn't mind the onlookers of others. Shen San Shao was a child and showed himself out of his own way. He never cared about other people's eyes. He would do whatever he was happy. To put it nicely, the boy was willful, and to be ugly, he was selfish. Of course, no matter what others said, he would ignore Shen San Shao's affairs.

This other person does not include the Shen family—not including his second brother.

Shen Mingxuan cleared his throat and smiled upstairs and shouted: "Wei Bai! I like you!!"

There was a lot of wonder around.

412 was still having fun at bedtime, but when I heard the noise downstairs, a bunch of girls gathered together to gossip, who could tell this unrestrained school grass in Nanjing University?

"Xiaobai, don't you watch it? Big show!!"

Ranbai lay lazily on the bed, bent his long legs, covered his eyes with one hand, and spit out a word: "Sleepy."

OK, okay, the roommate said, "You go to bed, just keep your voice down."

This is a rare mascot in their dormitory. The young master must be favored by death.

Unfortunately, several roommates were a little myopic. One of them tried to poke out his neck and squint his eyes to look at the name that was stepped on on the ground, and asked in confusion: "Why do I feel...a bit familiar?"

"Ah?" The others also looked hard, their eyes almost narrowed into a slit: "You've read it wrong, what can this look familiar?"

"Where is my glasses? Present my glasses!"

"It's not that word... Wei? Is it Wei? It's the same surname as Xiaobai, it's a coincidence!"
Chapter completed!