How to Destroy the White Moonlight Image

Although Su Baiyue thought in her heart that this matter might really have something to do with He Zeyan, she was thin-skinned and couldn't directly run over to ask: Why did you kiss me yesterday?

And it's also possible that yesterday was just an accident. Did He Zeyan actually want to talk to her?

Silly Baitian Su Baiyue thinks more and more about it.

Maybe she can talk to He Zeyan to try again today. If the male ghost didn't come to her tonight after the kiss, then it should be He Zeyan's tyrannical aura from somewhere that has deterred the male ghost.

After all, from the usual point of view, those little ghosts, including octopus balls, never shrank into a ball when they saw He Zeyan shivering.

Therefore, Su Baiyue believes that He Zeyan must have something hidden in her body that can deter evil spirits, just like she specializes in attracting those dirty things.

While Su Baiyue was doing psychological construction for herself, there was a sound of closing the door next door.

Su Baiyue quickly rushed out, and saw that He Zeyan was dressed and seemed to be ready to go out.

"Do you want to go out?"

"Yeah." The teenager wore a peaked cap and white casual clothes. When he stood there, he was clean and refreshing, like a cool Sprite soda in summer. After taking a sip, bubbles would bubble up in his heart.

"I'll go out with you." Su Baiyue blurted out.

He Zeyan was taken aback.

Su Baiyue also felt a little abrupt, and stood there with a blushing face, at a loss.

"Tie the head." The young man suddenly came over, the white face that was so thin that there was no trace of pores was like a slippery egg with its shell peeled off, only a few centimeters away from Su Baiyue.

Su Baiyue took the pig hair tie that He Zeyan was holding in his hand, and on tiptoe helped him tie up the broken hair on his forehead, making it into a small tangle, and then said, "Go and cut your hair." Cute.

"Don't cut it." He Ze stretched his hand and squeezed his little tug, circled it with his fingertips, and then his eyes fell on Su Baiyue.

Su Baiyue's hair was neither long nor short, reaching her shoulders, and she usually tied it casually. Today, it was loose, and the black oily hair was slender and well-behaved against her face, lining out a pair of **** eyes, moist with water vapor, slender eyelashes, white and tender, beautiful and tight.

Su Baiyue also looked up at He Zeyan. Her eyes fell on his tightly pursed lips, the thin and thin shape was beautiful, and even the color was faintly powdered. She remembered what happened last night, and her already blushing face was more like a layer of rouge.

"Go." He Zeyan turned around first.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two suddenly broke.

"Oh." Su Baiyue nodded and followed behind him obediently.

It's really hot outside, but fortunately Su Baiyue's house is not far from the subway entrance. The two of them got into the subway, just in time to get on the train.

Today is the weekend and there are more people. The place where Su Baiyue lived was a bustling downtown area, and it was crowded every day no matter what time of day it was.

As soon as Su Baiyue entered, she and He Zeyan were scattered by the crowd.

It was so crowded that I couldn't even turn around. Su Baiyue was sticking to the door and suddenly felt that her calf was numb as if it was entangled by something.

At first, she thought it was Octopus Maruko following, but as the thing became more and more wanton and arrogant, Su Baiyue was sure that Octopus Maruko had absolutely no such courage.

The familiar Leng Yi, with a cold air, pressed inward along Su Baiyue's skin.

Today Su Baiyue wore a navy-style skirt, and the wide skirt hid her slender body like a maternity dress. The light blue color complemented her whole body as clean and green as soft and cute, revealing a pair of white, thin and graceful calves.

But because of this loose skirt, the cold air burrowed into the gap even more recklessly.

Su Baiyue clenched the pole in front of her tightly and squeezed her legs. Then she realized that her body couldn't move.

Su Baiyue knew that it was the vile male ghost who was teasing her.

There were people all around, Su Baiyue opened her eyes, her eyes were red with water vapor, and the pale pink color moved along the thin white skin, and instantly dyed her whole body red, just like It's like a tender peach with plenty of juice, one can't wait to take a good bite.

Not only the men standing beside Su Baiyue thought so, but even the male ghost thought so.

Su Baiyue could clearly feel that he had turned into a person, wrapped his arms around her waist, and then took a bite on her shoulder.

Su Baiyue let out a low hum. His body softened and he almost fell.

The male ghost couldn't catch her, and stuck to her ear, letting out a low laugh, a man whose voice could not be discerned.

When the subway arrived at the station, the people in the carriage rushed out. Su Baiyue was bumped and found that she was able to move, and quickly turned to look for He Zeyan, sweating profusely.

In the crowded carriage, the boy was all white, standing out of the crowd playing with his mobile phone, with a little girl beside him taking pictures of him secretly.

Su Baiyue couldn't care less about her restraint, and hurriedly squeezed into He Zeyan's side while the crowd was walking around, and then grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"He Zeyan..." The little girl seemed to be very aggrieved, her voice buzzing with tears when she spoke.

He Zeyan looked down.

"That ghost, he's here again." Su Baiyue complained in a low voice.

He Zeyan nodded, put away the phone, and then pushed Su Baiyue's thin shoulder forward, pressing her to the subway door that had just been closed, supporting her with both hands, and protecting her tightly in his arms.

The boy's body was as cold as ever, like ice without taste. Su Baiyue pressed against his chest and could feel his gentle and powerful heartbeat.

Su Baiyue thought that he had a heartbeat.

Although the body temperature is not normal, it is still alive.

Thinking like this, Su Baiyue felt at ease and stayed in the small space that He Zeyan circled for her.

The little girl next to her who was taking pictures suddenly started pointing at Su Baiyue and He Zeyan. Su Baiyue turned her head subconsciously and looked over. The little girls were probably at the age of junior high school, but they had makeup on their faces and very fashionable clothes. At the moment, he is holding a mobile phone and taking pictures of He Zeyan non-stop.

He Ze extended a very harmless face of his first love, even if he was expressionless, he looked very pure and kind. Especially with that cute little tug on his head. No wonder it attracts so much attention.

After Su Baiyue was pointed and pointed for a while, she suddenly found that her posture with He Zeyan was a bit ambiguous.

With a slender and petite figure, she buried her head, just like she deliberately arched into He Zeyan's arms.

My heart started beating wildly.

Su Baiyue could feel her face turning red again.

But the ordeal didn't end there. As more and more people got on the subway, the space between Su Baiyue and He Zeyan became smaller and smaller, and in the end it was like a can of sardines sticking together.

Although He Zeyan was very comfortable, Su Baiyue couldn't help but start to think about it.

She remembered the kiss yesterday, the current posture of the two of them, and the pointing of those little girls to her and He Zeyan just now. Even inexplicably thinking of what the male ghost did to her just now...

"He Zeyan." Su Baiyue whispered.

"Huh?" The boy's voice came from the top of his head, and a cool breath sprayed on her hair.

Su Baiyue said, "You seem to be hitting me with something."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other young boy standing beside He Zeyan laughed, and it was the kind of smile that couldn't help but burst out.

Su Baiyue turned her head to look inexplicably.

There was a girl standing beside the boy, and the two seemed to be in a relationship. The girl was covering her mouth and laughing, and her smile was buried in the boy's arms.

"Here, get off the subway." He Zeyan said suddenly.

As soon as the subway door opened, Su Baiyue was at the very door, but was pushed out by the people inside.

She didn't have the heart to think about what happened just now. Standing at the subway entrance, she felt a gust of wind blowing coldly against her back.

The male ghost may not have left yet.

Su Baiyue quickly turned around to look for He Zeyan, and then grabbed the hem of his clothes.

He Zeyan looked at her sportswear that was almost pulled by Su Baiyue to her shoulders and turned into an off-the-shoulder dress, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to her.

Su Baiyue stared blankly at the hand in front of her, thought about it, and put her small fist on it.

He Zeyan:  …

The young man wrapped the small fist in one hand and led the person forward.