Dressed as the cannon fodder of the ancient Mary Suvin

With nothing to gain, his hand was frozen in the air for a long time. Lu Changqing looked at the unknown corner with his eyes empty, as if he could escape this embarrassing situation.

What made her restless the most was that Lian Yu also read aloud: "Confession..."

However, it seems that she thoughtfully left room for her imagination, and the various suffixes after the word "confession" disappeared in her long and slightly smiling ending.

It is blank, and it is double public execution.

At this moment, Lu Changqing withdrew his hand and clenched his fist to restrain his shame, and decided that he would turn on the incognito mode in any browser he used in the future!

The embarrassing time always passes extremely long, just when Lu Changqing couldn't help explaining aloud, Lian Yu withdrew his gaze from the phone screen, and the two turned their heads together, looking at each other.

Looking at her smiling eyes, Lu Changqing licked his lips unconsciously, she was a little nervous.

She thought, if she confessed now, Lian Yu wouldn't refuse, would she?

The classroom between classes is lively and noisy, and laughter and slapstick can be heard everywhere, but there is a kind of tranquility that is different from the classroom between the two people, the breath is surging, and they are about to move.

Even though this wasn't a good enough confession scene as Lu Changqing had imagined, her intentions had been exposed by unexpected accidents, and she suddenly felt that this is actually not bad.

She swallowed her saliva, her fingers curled up when she didn't notice, her face was calm and calm.

Lu Changqing said: "Lian Yu, actually I..."

In the next second, her slender fingers touched her lips, pressing down the unfinished confession.

The bright red nails are against the slightly pale lip color, which is wonderful and harmonious.

Lian Yu looked at her, blinked his eyes lightly and quickly, and breathed out: "Chang Qing, don't say it yet."

What does it mean?

Lu Changqing frowned indistinctly, thinking flashed across his eyes.

Could it be that Lian Yu was afraid of being robbed by her, and she wanted to be the first to confess?She thought unreliably.

Lian Yu saw that Lu Changqing had already closed his lips, and he had no intention to speak again, a smile flickered on the corner of his lips.The math teacher at the door of the classroom had already stepped in with the test paper between her arms. She glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and said to Lu Changqing who was casting doubts on her: "Don't talk about it yet, we will discuss it in detail after school."

The substantive doubts in Lu Changqing's heart gradually settled down, and suddenly a bad premonition arose.

Those funny and unreliable guesses disappeared in an instant, and Lu Changqing said calmly: "Okay."

As the lips opened and closed, both of them forgot that Lian Yu's hand hadn't been taken away yet, and the hot air from the up and down movements sprayed on the soft fingertips, causing a slight shudder.

Lian Yu withdrew her index finger as if she had been scalded by something. The pad of her finger was itchy and numb. She wanted to rub it, but in front of Lu Changqing, she had no choice but to pretend that she didn't notice it.

Lian Yu said, "Let's go to class first."

Lu Changqing licked her lips lightly, and her heavy heart was swept away in an instant. She nodded with a smile, and she agreed.

So this afternoon passed extremely long, Lu Changqing had already guessed what Lian Yu's answer would be, but she wanted to hear the reason.

The last 10 minutes seemed to be connected to countless extension cords. After the bell rang, Lian Yu smiled at Lu Changqing, who was obviously more anxious than usual, and took her hand and said, "I was just at the place we often go to. A restaurant has booked a box, and we talked while eating."

When he arrived at the restaurant, he was [-]% full, and Lu Changqing couldn't eat anymore.

She sat opposite Lian Yu, propping her chin and watching Lian Yu eat.

This scorching gaze was so hot that even Yu Xiang couldn't ignore it, so she had no choice but to put down the fork in her hand, "What are you looking at me for? Why do you eat so little tonight?"

Lu Changqing said: "Not hungry, you eat yours, I'll see mine."

After a while, Lian Yu heard her mutter again: "It's delicious, look at it, I was seventy percent full, but now I'm twelve percent full."

Lian Yu was amused by her, and finally took another two mouthfuls of egg custard, put down the spoon and wiped his mouth, then picked up the matter and said, "About your confession..."

Lu Changqing paused, and added in a concealed manner: "I haven't confessed yet."

"Oh yes, I haven't confessed yet." Lian Yu smiled, and changed his words: "As for your confession plan, you'd better wait."

Lu Changqing said with a clear heart that it was almost the same as what she had guessed.

But she pulled herself together and asked, "Why?"

Lian Yu put away the smile spreading from the corner of his mouth, and said seriously: "Because I haven't successfully divorced the engagement yet."

She stared at Lu Changqing intently, her eyes were like light velvet threads depicting her facial features inch by inch, from bottom to top, and finally fixed on those clear eyes.

"I haven't successfully divorced Nangong Ling yet, and I still have a marriage contract on my body. After thinking about it, I think I should give you a complete Lianyu, stripping off the rest, just Lianyu's Lianyu."

Just like appearing on campus nowadays, some people call her "Lian Yu" or "Miss Lian", but some people call her "Nangong Ling's fiancée", even though she hates and resists this title, but The marriage contract is still unresolved, no matter how mischievous Nangong Ling is, in their eyes, she is still his fiancee.

It's not that she doesn't like this name, it doesn't exist, it's not that no one calls it in front of her, it doesn't exist.

She hopes that the love between her and Lu Changqing belongs only to them, and there is no unnecessary third person's name that is obtrusive.

Otherwise, in the eyes of those who don't know the truth, wouldn't they want to compare Lu Changqing and Su Xiaonuan?

This is simply an insult to Lu Changqing, Lian Yu will never allow this to happen.

Lu Changqing fell into deep thought, obviously she only thought of this belatedly.At this moment, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth in her heart and wondered why that unsightly guy Nangong Ling hadn't completely disappeared.

After all, reason prevailed, Lu Changqing pondered for a moment, and said empathetically, "Okay, I understand."

On the table, Lu Changqing unceremoniously took Lian Yu's hand on it, pursed his mouth and said, "But understanding is one thing, I still feel uncomfortable."

She said aggrievedly: "However, this is the first confession. Although there is a reason, I still refused. I feel sad."

Lian Yu smiled slightly, and corrected her: "There is no confession, it is an attempted confession."

Well... this is shooting yourself in the foot.

But ever since he became aware of his feelings for Lian Yu, Lu Changqing obviously felt that he had become extra liberal at certain moments, or commonly known as shameless, such as now: "I'm unhappy, you have to make it up to me."

Listen, listen, can the confession be blamed for the failure of the confession?Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?This is simply pushing the nose on the face.

But there are people who eat this set.

Lian Yu's hand was held tightly by her, seeing her pretending to be wronged, the smile in his heart was about to overflow, but he calmly said on his face: "How do you want me to make it up?"

Lu Changqing rolled his eyes, but put away his aggrieved expression: "I want you to accompany me tonight."

"Accompany you tonight?" Lian Yu asked in surprise.

Lu Changqing nodded: "Well, soothe my wounded heart."

Lian Yu pondered for a while, and agreed to her.

Hearing this, Lu Changqing laughed immediately, and she took Lian Yu's hand: "Let's go, then let's go home together."

Let's go home together.

It's obviously not Lian Yu's home, but when she heard this sentence, she seemed to have their own home with Lu Changqing, and smiled and let her pull her forward.

On the way, Lian Yu called home. Lu Changqing only heard that she couldn't go back, and the person on the other end of the phone said a few more words before hanging up.

When the two arrived at the bedroom familiarly, Lu Changqing began to urge Lian Yu to take a bath.

Lian Yu who was urged raised his hand to smell it, and asked a little puzzled, "Do I have any strange smell?"

"What strange smell?" Lu Changqing bent down to get something in the closet: "No."

"Then why are you in such a hurry?"

Holding the white silk pajamas in his hand, Lu Changqing said solemnly, "I want you to try the new pajamas."

This is a special custom-made model that she has prepared since she stayed at Lian Yu's house that day, and it is waiting for its owner to come and wear it.

Lian Yu squinted at the unfamiliar pajamas, shifted his gaze, looked at the other set on top of the pajamas, and suddenly smiled: "I bought it for girlfriends?"

As if thinking of something, she smiled teasingly, and looked at Lu Changqing playfully.

"..."

Lu Changqing suddenly wanted to go back to the past and wake up his elm head.

But now that Lian Yu was staring at her with burning eyes, she could only retort with a hint of shyness: "No, this is... a couple's model."

Everyone knows the heart of Sima Zhao.

Lian Yu chuckled and said, "But we're not a couple, isn't it appropriate to dress like this?"

She lightly brushed the smooth satin, flicked past and withdrew her hand.

Lu Changqing said bluntly: "It's suitable, why isn't it suitable?"

"Since we are couples sooner or later, it is normal to wear it in advance. This is called the right to enjoy couples in advance."

Lu Changqing handed it to her and said, "So go take a shower."

Seeing how impatient Lu Changqing was, Lian Yu stopped teasing her, shook his clothes, looked at the flimsy nightgown, showed her a meaningful smile, and swayed into the bathroom.

Not too long has passed, and Lian Yu is very familiar with everything in Lu Changqing's bedroom and even the bathroom, as if returning to his own room, he took a bath familiarly and quickly, put on the pajamas that Lu Changqing specially prepared for her, and opened the door bathroom door.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

Lu Changqing looked at the custom-made white nightgown. The thin belt around the waist was pulled loosely into a bow, but it outlined a thin and beautiful arc, and he grasped it gracefully.

The exposed collarbone is exquisite and sexy, and when you get close, the faint mole below is dotted on the white and lustrous skin, with a subtle charm.

The mixture of pure white and sexy makes the hooker unable to look away.

Lian Yu chuckled, and brought Lu Changqing back from the intoxicated appreciation, "You have a good eye, pretty good-looking."

Lu Changqing looked away restrainedly, and suddenly regretted taking such a nightgown for her.

She went straight to Lian Yu's side, lifted her wet hair, picked up the hair dryer and gently dried her.

There was a sound, and the wind stopped.

Lian Yu looked at Lu Changqing's gentle and quiet face in the mirror, raised his hand to hold the hand that didn't belong to him on the top of his head: "You should go take a bath too."

She pointedly said: "I want to see how you wear it."

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The author has something to say:

Ever since he fell in love with Xiaoyu, Xiao Lu has learned a lot of bad ideas without a teacher, such as concealing and not reporting, and secretly prodding and buying couples' nightgowns, which are still slightly sexy.

But what to do, Xiaoyu will spoil her.

What can the author do?I can only nibble with my aunt's smile all over my face!