National School Prince Is A Girl

The wide shoulders of the man can make the simple black uniforms stand upright, no wonder so many people think about interviewing him.

Lin Feng put his mobile phone in his pocket and was thinking about standing up.

The man who came was suddenly bent over, his body shape fell in front of him, his left hand was on the chair where he was sitting, and there was a slow feeling: "What, very anxious?"

In an instant, Lin Feng was like being shrouded by him. The good-looking squat of the boy appeared in front of his eyes, and the black war suits were more angular.

He always felt that the distance was a little close, and the subconscious adjustment was made. He would stand up by force: "Crap, of course, anxious, coco, they are waiting outside for a long time, just sending me a message and gone." ”

Said, Lin Feng is about to take a step.

"Wait a minute." Yunhu opened his mouth again, and his tone was light: "Since I came back, you didn't seem to say anything."

Said? Take him to eat or drink or go to the Internet cafe all night?

This is not just beginning.

Lin Feng still stood still thinking.

Yunhu has already stretched out his hand, and Lin Feng did not know what he was going to do, or what he was mad, leaning his body and fiddling with his arm.

At that moment, the breath he had uploaded was even stronger.

Lin Feng said: "Where, what do you want to do." There is a laugh in the tone.

Basically, boys get along with a mantra.

"How? I am afraid." Yunhu is still making adjustments. The good-looking eyebrows pick up slightly and put the other two arms perfectly in an arc.

Lin Fenghe sighed: "I will be afraid, I tell you, I am also a fan of me."

"Yes, there are a lot of fans, and Lin Feng is very big." When Yunhu said this, the tone was light and obviously interesting.

Lin Feng’s throat rolled out a word and smiled and snorted: “Roll.”

When I came back from a country, I couldn’t even talk well.

And what is this about him?

Lin Feng looked down at his posture, completely unaware that his unconscious sigh had been sprayed on the neck of Yunhu.

Still feel awkward, I want to move, this is too close.

But he was holding his wrist, and then the cloud tiger bent over, from the bottom up, drilled in, the whole person appeared in the arc made by his two arms.

Lin Feng still lowered his head, and the other side's action hit him unprepared, and even the thin lips touched the person's ear.

Cool touch, soft and soft... scary!

Lying in the trough, what is this posture?

Also, just now, did he kiss the ears of Yunhu!

Lin Feng's eyes are wide, the first reaction is to face the face first, otherwise it will be pointed out that his lips will touch the other side.

Really your sister...

Lin Feng’s heart obviously had no way to calm down, and there was still an unusual touch on the lips.

I always feel that although it is cool, my lips are a little hot, I don’t know why.

Lin Feng’s hands were tight, and the tip of his fingers felt very intense.

I rely on!

Calm, but it was only touched, gently rubbed, it should be nothing.

Lin Feng coughed softly.

As the perpetrator of Yunhu, but which pot does not open which pot, the eyes still have a smile: "The angle is not sure, you just arrived at my ear."