The youth did not know when to turn around, the deep eyes cold and aloof looking at her, her heart to avoid the line of sight, stopped.

"Lin Yiqian, you're not going to come and go with me."

The boy is still in the period of changing voice. Although his voice is a little thick, it is still so pleasant.

Lin yishallow's heart thumped, her hands clenched the cuffs, her head lowered and she walked forward slowly.

The steps of the young man suddenly returned to meet her, which made her full of bumps. She looked up, and the handsome face of the young man approached slowly.

She was stupefied and her cheeks were hot.

"I like you."

The mellow voice, four words let Lin yishallow widen his eyes, excited don't know how to react.

She opened her mouth slightly. "It's a coincidence, I I like you, too. "

She trained countless times when she was alone, but she still hesitated.

The young man bent his lips and smiled softly and brightly. He raised his hand and touched the girl's head. "Stupid."

Then take her hand again and go on.

arrived at a big Wutong tree beside the basketball court. Mindful stopped and stepped up with her hands on the shoulder of Lin Yi's shoulder, pushing her slowly back.

Know that Lin Yi is leaning back on the tree.

Lin Yi looks up at him in confusion.

"That day you were wearing a white dress, standing under the tree reading a book, that day the sun and breeze were just right, I played ball, sweat all over, especially want to come to kiss you."

That day

What day is it?

Should be every day, he plays every day, she will rely on here, under the pretext of reading, secretly watch him play.

He's really focused on her.

Lin Yi's nose is shallow and sour. He asks angrily, "where did you learn the romantic words?"

The sun and the breeze are just right. It's not his style at all.

Shenshen didn't deny that he had worked hard on the Internet, but the mood was true. "It doesn't matter where I learned the modifier. It's important that you look deep in my mind that day."

He said that he would step forward with his toes against the shallow toes of Lin Yi.

Then he looked down at her and shouted, "Lin Yiqian."

Lin yishallow blushed a little, "well," he said.

"I like you."

Every advertisement is the same affectionate, not perfunctory at all.

Because once he met her in every corner of the campus, he wanted to have the courage to tell her.

But not once.

Lin Yi looks up, and the man's red lips slowly press down.

The thin and cool touch flashed from the top of her heart. She was as shy and nervous as a young girl at the beginning of her love. She clenched her fist tightly with both hands and received her leg.

No place to put.

She closed her eyes, her mind was like a teenager, wearing a clean school uniform. As he said, the sun and breeze were just right. After playing, he was sweating, wearing headphones, and walked past her reading under the tree.

Gently came, but took away her whole mind.

The plot in the book, the spring scenery, are not half as beautiful as his.

When was he haunted by this big bastard?

It's his wild and hot look on the basketball court.

It was in the library that his interest was aroused by the wonderful stories of the characters. He bent his lips and smiled.

Or when he walked past her for the first time with a basketball in his hand, the rebellious spirit that could not be underestimated?