I was reborn as my own white moonlight

Hua Yan was startled when he heard the counting, as if he was frozen in place, and when he came back to his senses, the little drunk had almost finished reading for 10 minutes, so he quickly covered his mouth.

"You wait and read again, I haven't left yet!"

Luo Jin, who covered her mouth tightly, twisted her body vigorously, trying to get rid of those big hands, muttered a few times in aggrieved manner, and stretched out her tongue to lick/lick the palm of his hand vigorously.

The palm of the hand seemed to be brushed lightly by a feather, and the hot Huayan on the tip of the tongue retracted the hand as if avoiding it.

"You only have one minute left." Luo Jin laughed happily, and then cried again, "Why don't you come and hug me to sleep? Your words don't count!"

Almost all of Hua Yan's tenderness was given to Luo Jin, and she regarded herself as the strongest armor in the world, embracing him who was extremely arrogant inside.

Being together for a long time has really changed a lot, Luo Jin gradually restrained herself, the mighty little bully is soft and soft, thinking that he is domineering, but in fact he is like a sunflower.

Flowers born facing the sun, bathed in the sun, bloom themselves to the fullest, and bloom in Hua Yan's eyes.

Hua Yan squatted down and stared at the sulking Luo Jin, picked up the alarm clock on the small table, set an alarm for 10 minutes, and stuffed it into his hand: "When the alarm clock rings, I'll be right back, sweet Obediently, there will be rewards."

The thin lips are pale and bloodless, just like him, so cold that there is no temperature, but once he encounters something related to Luo Jin, the whole person suddenly becomes angry, lowers his head and kisses the soft and delicate right cheek, his voice is hoarse .

"You have half of the reward now, and I'll give you the other half when I get back. Don't get off the bed, you know?"

Luo Jin made a fuss, her eyelids had already started to fight, she forcefully grabbed his hand and scratched it a few times, her blushing cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge, making her look even more aggressive, which amazed the night.

"Understood, don't harass me!" Luo Jin turned her back to Hua Yan, as if it wasn't him who was holding on to Hua Yan not long ago, but she was really drunk, and she became a different person.

Hua Yan raised his hand and scratched the bridge of his straight nose, "You!"

After all, it's me, what else can I do, pamper me!

Luo Jin closed her eyes and didn't speak anymore, obviously she couldn't bear the heavy drowsiness and fell asleep, Hua Yan rolled up the quilt for him and went to take a bath.

Ten minutes later, Hua Yan arrived as expected, his slender fingers slid down his back little by little, staring at his sleeping face.

The night was so dark that there was no end in sight, and the moon hid in the clouds, no longer attracting prying eyes.

Hua Yan leaned back against the bed and laughed, his methods today were so gentle that he hardly resembled him. Taking Fu Sui's appearance as an example, he was merciful and did not relent, just like a pair of hands that slapped the table and slapped them down. Stopped for a moment, let go gently.

But how is this possible!

Fu Sui's reckless temperament destined him to walk the path Hua Yan arranged for him, killing... people. Trying to go to prison.

In the eyes of the attackers, this is a virtual world, so no matter what they do, they will not feel guilty. At the beginning, they may feel unbearable, and as time goes by, people will become more and more reckless.

After all, none of that is real.

Hua Yan decided to use his arrogance of looking down on all living beings to lead him step by step into the underworld.

I hope Fu Sui won't let him down.

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The vacation was long and boring, Hua Yan was so busy with work that he hardly had time to be with Luo Jin, but he also tried his best to spare most of the time to be with her.

Luo Jin is also idle at home, and painting can't be done behind closed doors blindly. Hearing that Teacher Chen from the Academy of Fine Arts opened a painting training course, she signed up for it.

He also successfully entered it to study, but what he didn't expect was that Fu Sui, who had been reminded by Hua Yan many times, was also there.

"Hello, we meet again." I don't know if Fu Sui's position was a coincidence or on purpose, he was sitting on Luo Jin's right hand, with the warm sunlight shining on his face, making him look extraordinarily seductive.

Luo Jin glanced lightly and said, "Hello."

There is no text.

Fu Sui was not annoyed, his attitude was neither cold nor hot, he really didn't look like what Hua Yan said, he was just an ordinary boy.

"I only know you here, how about being a friend?" Fu Sui stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air, smiling as brightly as ever.

Luo Jin stared unmoved at the outstretched hand, and refused, "You can get to know them better."

"Ah?" Fu Sui sighed and said in frustration, as if he hadn't reacted, "Okay then."

Disappointment flashed in his eyes, and the upturned tail behind him dropped instantly, like a little puppy lost in spirit.

Luo Jin remembered what Hua Yan said, stay away from him, and do what he said.

After a whole day, Fu Sui never tried to talk to him again, but just looked at him with eyes that wanted to get close but were afraid of being rejected.

This made Luo Jin very uncomfortable.

Until the afternoon, the sky seems to be dyed with bright colors, just like the master carefully portrayed, even the sun is also red a lot.

As soon as the class ended, many students in the class left, and gradually more and more people left over time, until Luo Jin and Fu Sui were the only ones left in the classroom.

Although Luo Jin's temper has been restrained a lot, it is not easy to be provoked. Anyone who is always stared at by a pair of burning eyes at the end of the day will not be in a good mood.

The hand holding the paintbrush added the last stroke, and the painting was finished. After Luo Jin lowered her head and packed up the painting tools, she glanced at Fu Sui.

"I'm leaving! The last ones to leave remember to lock the door!" After Luo Jin said a word coldly, a bridge was separated between them with a detached attitude.

"Hey, wait!" Fu Sui called him quickly, and asked tentatively, "Can we go together?"

"Are you sick?" Luo Jin stepped back half a step away from him, "The classroom is full of people, so you just pester me?"

"I just feel that there is an innate intimacy with Luo Jin, so I unconsciously want to get closer." Fu Sui looked at Luo Jin in embarrassment, avoiding his eyes and daring not to look at people, his earlobe was red.

"If it really makes you feel embarrassed, then...then pretend I didn't say it, and save face."

"It's just sick!" Luo Jin turned and left impatiently.

Fu Sui watched his back disappear as he left, and the light that fell in his eyes dissipated, as if it had never been lit, and sat back to his seat to continue painting the unfinished oil painting.

People must not be tight, relaxation is the kingly way, don't look at Luo Jin's mouth is full of impatient words, in fact, every time I refuse with words, my heart will always feel a sense of guilt .

With a little use, it won't be long before they become friends, but Hua Yan is a bit difficult to deal with, and it is the biggest obstacle between him and Luo Jin.

"Why don't you wait in the classroom?" Hua Yan walked halfway and before he reached the classroom, he saw Luo Jin coming downstairs.

"Fu Sui is in the classroom." Luo Jin got angry when he mentioned Fu Sui, it wasn't a matter of annoyance, after all, his enrolling in Teacher Chen's class was just a whim, and he couldn't have guessed it.

Being in the middle of the game, you will be blinded by the fog, and you can't find anything at first, but with Hua Yan beside you, everything is clear about his intentional closeness, just like Mingxu that day, it also has a purpose.

As long as he is not an idiot, Ming Xu's nonsensical remarks can be seen from it, and he does not know what role Hua Yan is playing.

"Yeah." Hua Yan nodded to express his understanding.

Looking at his unsurprised expression, Luo Jin couldn't believe it and said, "You have nothing to tell me? Is it so calm?"

"Don't make people anxious, be careful that he jumps up and bites you!" Hua Yan snatched his small schoolbag and carried it on his shoulder, imagining the scene of Fu Sui jumping up and beating someone, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

How short is a person who can jump up and hit people!

Luo Jin sneered and said, "It hurts you too much!"

The sense of the picture was too strong, Fu Sui's height of 1.8 meters dropped to 1.2 meters in an instant, and he didn't dare to look directly at him in the future, for fear that he would burst into tears from laughter.

As the sun set, the two walked side by side, talking and laughing along the way, more often it was Luo Jin laughing and joking, Hua Yan indulged.

Fu Sui stood in the corridor with a gloomy face. Amber's pupils reflected the setting sun, but couldn't shine any light. He looked at them in the distance expressionlessly, and clenched his fists.

Luo Jin can only be his, one loss is enough, and the same mistake must not be lost again.

Hua Yan didn't know when he turned his head and met Fu Sui, the corner of his mouth was raised in a mocking sense, as if mocking his overthinking.

What's even more exasperating is that he raised his middle finger in contempt, and Fu Sui's face turned green when he was so angry.

"Hua Yan, when I also dig out your black material, just wait for me!"

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The unchanging life is like this every day, ordinary but enough to penetrate the heart, and a warm and happy atmosphere surrounds them all the time.

After dinner, Luo Jin, who was full of food and drink, slumped on the sofa and watched TV, but her eyes kept wandering on Hua Yan's body.

Hua Yan, who was carefully cleaning up the dishes, raised his head and asked suspiciously, "What are you looking at?"

"No, it looks good on you!" Luo Jin raised a big smile and subconsciously hid the phone, "Go ahead and ignore me."

Hua Yan looked suspiciously at the white that was hidden under the pillow, "Is there something on your phone that I can't see?"

"Oh, what are you talking about," Luo Jin swallowed, her eyes erratic, and she paused, "Qin Zhuo is really sick, and he sent me an indescribable website for me to learn from!"

"Do you think he is sick?"

Luo Jin denounced Qin Zhuo's mental illness loudly. Is he the one who needs to read these websites?Is he missing it?

"You're still young, don't learn from them!" Hua Yan put down the dishes he had just picked up, walked up to him and stretched out his hand, "Here's your phone, I'll delete it for you."

Hua Yan naturally didn't believe his nonsense. Qin Zhuo, who would blush when holding a little girl's hand, can own an indescribable website without changing his face.

"I fucking deleted him and cleared the chat history. I don't need you. Go wash the dishes!" Luo Jin reached into the pillow and pushed the phone a little, looking up at Hua who was standing in front of her. Yan yelled vigorously, "Are you going or not?"