The road to death of the thesis case

The copywriter will never forget what he looked like when he first met Lu Mo.

Lu Mo was kicked and curled up on the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His face was no longer fair, but his eyes were still so determined and radiated a stubborn light.

The copywriter couldn't help being fascinated by him, obviously under such circumstances, he was still so stubborn.

The copywriter stepped forward and chatted with the elder brother wearing the wine bottle.

Lu Mo clutched his stomach and remained silent.

"Why, still not getting up?" The copywriter's shadow enveloped Lu Mo.

At some point, the person who fought left.

Lu Mo frowned, he didn't like this feeling, but he stood up anyway.

The copywriter looked at Lu Mo who was taller than him, pouted, pressed his head down, and stared at Lu Mo's eyes.

The copywriter suddenly discovered that his eyes were beautiful, as if they enveloped the universe, gorgeous and empty.

Lu Mo was uncomfortable being watched, pushed away the copywriter's hand, and strode away, leaving the copywriter in a daze.

The copywriter came back to his senses and showed a playful smile.

Feelings, are you throwing them away after you use them up?

Lu Mo turned the corner, looking at the copywriting, his confused eyes became clear for a moment.

Intuition told him that this person is not simple...

The sun was shining brightly, and the wound on Lu Mo's face was already healed.

There were a lot of people in the cafeteria, and the copywriter took his job and found a place at random.

The girl next to her was very clingy, and the copywriter frowned.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Mo, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

It's that person.

The copywriter pushed away the girl on him, stood up, and walked to the tall Lu Mo.

People looked over curiously, and the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

"I found you." The copywriter raised his leg, put it on the table next to him, raised Lu Mo's chin, and kissed it softly.

The surroundings were quiet, and then screams broke out in an instant.

Lu Mo's eyes widened, his face full of bewilderment.

The copywriter let him go, and licked his red lips, "Tsk, throw it away after you use it up...don't forget our one night~"

The people around can't help but sigh, the relationship is a scumbag~ a beast in clothes~

The veins on Lu Mo's forehead twitched.

"This is punishment!" The copywriter bit Lu Mo's ear, bleeding.

Lu Mo grabbed the copywriter's hand, pulled it down, and his whole body was in his arms, "Baby, I really have something to do and I didn't accompany you, so don't lose your temper~"

The people around suddenly looked clear.

"Then why did you hang out with Hemu? I saw you guys take out the condoms... Strawberry flavored..." The copywriter hooked Lu Mo's neck and said aggrievedly.

"That's chewing gum, I only love you." Lu Mo fondly scratched the copywriter's hair.

The copywriter couldn't help but blush and shy.

"Even...even if you say so!" The copywriter played a rogue.

"Then, how do I prove it? Huh?" Lu Mo smiled.

The copywriter's ears are red, damn it, why does he look so pretty when he smiles...

What should I do if my heart is moved?ah ah ah...

The copywriter jumped off him and dragged him to run out of the cafeteria.

"Hello, copywriter" the copywriter turned his head.

"Lu Mo"

In an instant, the wind picked up.