Love Variety: The literary identity was exposed, Bai Lu was numb

"Okay...Okay."

Bai Lu felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster, especially when Lu Yan said these words.

Although she did it this way, she was still a little embarrassed to be pointed out like this. After all, she was caught secretly making mud in the image of Lu Yan, and she was still a little nervous and uncomfortable.

"Come, look at me."

Lu Yan straightened Bai Lu and stared at Bai Lu with a smile on his face.

Bai Lu looked at Lu Yan in front of her with white teeth and a faint smile, and her heartbeat seemed to be squeezed to pieces immediately.

Bang bang bang!

Bai Lu tried to stay calm and continued to squeeze the mud, but she didn't know what was going on. The more she squeezed, the worse it got, and something about the mud became more and more outrageous.

[It's over, can the mud made by Bai Lu be saved? ]

[It's no longer in shape, it's over. ]

[Or Bai Lu can just make a pig's head and give it to Lu Yan, hahaha! ]

[Lu Yan: Shut up, you're trying to make me look so handsome, but you made me look like a pig?]

[I'm dying of laughter... Lu Yan, a pig?]

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In the observation room of the heart-moving melody.

He Jiong smiled and said, "Bai Lu... can you make it out and give it to Lu Yan?"

Xiao Sa said, "It should be possible... I think it can be made after some corrections."

"Hey, hey, hey, look! The mud next to Lu Yan's hand, isn't this Bai Lu?" Yang Chaoyue noticed this small detail and said hurriedly.

Li Shishi said excitedly, "It really is, it really looks like Bai Lu! Awesome! It looks like Lu Yan will give it to Bai Lu later."

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"Can you make it out? Or... let me do it?"

Lu Yan said with a smile, the mud in Bai Lu's hand became more and more outrageous, and it was so different from her appearance that she was afraid that Bai Lu would make a weird one for her if she didn't stop it now.

"I...you...can you?"

Bai Lu looked at Lu Yan and asked curiously. She also saw Lu Yan kneading mud, but she didn't know what it looked like.

And this mud was kneaded by Lu Yan. What would it be like if Lu Yan himself kneaded it?

Bai Lu was unwilling in her heart.

"I kneaded it. It's okay. Take a look."

Lu Yan smiled and handed the kneaded mud to Bai Lu. This mud seemed like a miniature version of Bai Lu. The facial features were very delicate, and even the small hair inside could be seen clearly.

Bai Lu was stunned after seeing it, and then her face turned red, and she said: "This...is it kneaded by me?"

"Xiao Bai, you can't even recognize yourself, right? If it's not you, who else can it be?"

"Let me do it. Stop what you are doing and let me do it."

"No!"

Bai Lu was even more resistant now. Lu Yan kneaded one for her, why couldn't she knead it for him?

I must make one for Lu Yan. We have to exchange and keep it forever.

"I... I want to make it myself!"

Lu Yan looked at Bai Lu's pouting mouth and chuckled, saying, "Okay! Since you want to make it, then make it."

"You have to make it better."

"Don't worry!"

There was no communication between Lu Yan and Bai Lu. Lu Yan looked at Bai Lu and Bai Lu looked at Lu Yan.

Bai Lu's movements became slower, but the clay figurine in her hand became more and more similar to Lu Yan.

After seeing this, Lu Yan's mouth corners also rose slightly. Bai Lu, you have finally got it.