Han Yeshuo looked at Qing Mose with fascination, concentrating on her, but his hand involuntarily touched her face...
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Han Yeshuo suddenly discovered that since he met the girl in front of him, he had gone crazy. He who was usually lukewarm towards girls actually wanted to play tricks on her and make her angry, and was alienated from her.
Dissatisfaction, feeling uncomfortable being too close to other boys, feeling a sense of accomplishment when seeing her blushing due to being forced by him, these...
Han Yeshuo's eyes suddenly became blurred. He didn't know what he was feeling in his heart at this moment. It was sour, dull, and he couldn't let go. These were the feelings he had never experienced before. Was it given by this girl? Then he
Should I thank her or blame her?
He asked himself and smiled bitterly, he was really defeated at the hands of this girl...
Han Yeshuo kissed Qing Mose's forehead, "Girl, what kind of medicine did you give me?" Han Yeshuo narrowed his deep eyes and looked at Qing Mose in fascination.
Hold her tightly in his arms.
It was dawn, and the early morning rain and dew also fell on the leaves. The rain and dew hung down from the leaves and penetrated into the soil. The clouds slowly peeled away, and a gentle yet dazzling light shined into Qing Mo's sight. She frowned and was
Reluctantly, he opened his eyes.
Hazy, a beam of golden light pierced into her eyeballs, moving near and far, and gradually became clearer.
Qing Mose felt so warm around her, she moved her body, raised her head and looked sideways. Han Yeshuo hugged her, his head was tilted back against the stone, his expression was very peaceful, which Qing Mose had never seen before.
He has a fair expression and fair skin.
The lips are shiny but may have become chapped and a little pale due to the cold. The nose is high and the eyelashes are neither long nor short, but for a boy, they meet the standards. The facial features are exquisite and up to standard. They are just like something out of a comic.
The handsome guy came out.
Qing Mose was so entranced by the sight that she even forgot that she was still in his arms.
Han Yeshuo frowned slightly, but when he opened his eyes, he had a dull expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.
So beautiful... This word suddenly appeared in Qingmo's mind. It was the first time she used the word beautiful to describe a boy. I would say handsome, but there was infinite tenderness in his eyes. I would say beautiful, but still noble and elegant.
, and his smile is so manly!
Qing Mose just looked at Han Yeshuo blankly, but Han Yeshuo didn't care. Instead, he wanted time to stop at this moment. He liked Qing Mose looking at him with this expression.
Finally, Qing Mose finally woke up when a gust of cold wind blew. However, she realized how embarrassing her behavior just now was, and her face turned red again. It was strange how often she blushed.