Poor little in the Shura field

Xue Yu remained silent, and glanced at He Jialin with watery eyes, confirming that it was someone she didn't know.

When the hand as white as milk cake was taken off Xie Qingyun's belly, the man's brows twitched slightly, but he didn't notice, he grabbed the clothes that were sliding up and asked, "Who is he?"

I don't know if it's from shame or nervousness, but his voice sounds a little soft.

Xie Qingyun's Adam's apple twitched, walked down the steps and stood on the same level as him, lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I'm not very familiar, you don't need to know him."

He Jialin became angry when he heard it, stepped up the steps in two or three steps, bared his canine teeth, with an expression as if he had been robbed of money, "Xie Qingyun, what's your attitude, I don't have a name?"

After saying this sentence with burning eyes, he looked down at the beautiful young master who didn't fit in here at all, and said in a serious tone: "He Jialin, my name."

Xue Yu: "..."

Xue Yu: "Oh."

He wanted to say that there was no need to tell him, and he couldn't remember.

But seeing He Jialin's ferocious look, and a slightly expectant expression, there was no need to say that sentence.

Tan University sports students are all 1.8 meters tall, and He Jialin is no exception. He has a half waist to look at Xue Yu at the same level. His eyes are fixed on Xue Yu's reddish lips, as if he is examining something: "The second floor is the equipment. In the room, outsiders are not allowed in. What are you doing here?"

The lips don't seem to be swollen, and the lip beads are normal...

It's not like being kissed.

Xue Yu noticed that his gaze was too intense, and felt a little uncomfortable.She pursed her lips, and before she could speak, she heard Xie Qingyun's voice: "I brought him here, whatever you want to say to the coach, you can do whatever you want."

"I'm free?" He Jialin said unhappily. He didn't want to tell the coach at first, but he was annoyed that Xie Qingyun kept interrupting because he had nothing to do, and he didn't talk to Xie Qingyun.

Sunlight poured in from the window in the stairwell, Xue Yu looked at the snow that was falling more and more outside, and was too lazy to spend it here, so she turned her head to look at Xie Qingyun: "I'm going back to eat, you go change your clothes."

The original owner's stomach is very fragile. Ever since he vomited and dehydrated after eating the gadgets bought on the street, Pei Yihuan didn't dare to let him eat outside food. The three meals a day were cooked by the chef invited from outside.

Now that he is not staying at home, the original owner will not go out to eat, and will ask Xie Qingyun to cook for him.

Xie Qingyun said in a low voice, "Okay."

Xue Yu followed Xie Qingyun up the stairs.

When passing by He Jialin, He Jialin clearly smelled the greasy smell of Xue Yu's body, his heart beat a few times for no reason, and he followed behind the two of them without saying a word, usually with his mouth full of dirty words Yes, it's pretty quiet now.

All three entered the locker room.

Xie Qingyun opened the closet and took out the clothes, and saw Xue Yu sitting on the rest stool, her hands resting on her chin in a daze, the tip of her chin was pinkish white under his pressure.

Xie Qingyun was silent for a few seconds, pinched his clothes and said, "Are you here?"

Xue Yu licked her lips and asked puzzledly: "Otherwise? Do you need to pay for changing clothes to watch it?"

Xie Qingyun was so watched that she clenched her clothes tightly, a vein broke out on the back of her hand, and her voice lowered: "No, I can see it."

It's not that they haven't been seen by the same sex. When a group of five big, three thick, tall and strong sports students get together, they don't pay attention to anything at all. Sometimes they just change their clothes downstairs.

But he just somehow felt that Pei Xueyu was different from them.

Xie Qingyun didn't take off the training pants, but put on his own pants, and then took off his top. His broad shoulders and tight waist were fully exposed, and he had a good figure that even men would envy.

He subconsciously looked at Xue Yu, Xue Yu still had that little expression with her chin propped up, her cheeks flushed and her fingertips pink, but she didn't look at him anymore, she was staring at something unknown on the ground.

Unable to tell what the inexplicable smell was, Xie Qingyun quickly put on a down jacket, walked up to Xue Yu, and reminded: "I've changed, let's go."

Xue Yu didn't move.

Xie Qingyun frowned and called again: "Pei Xueyu."

Only then did Xue Yu raise her long eyelashes, and looked at him without saying a word, but she didn't say anything. Xie Qingyun, who knew his temperament, quickly felt that he was not in a very happy mood at the moment, as if he wanted to lose his temper with him .

Xie Qingyun was slightly taken aback, he didn't do anything, how could he offend Pei Xueyu.

He pursed his lips and said, "I..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking: "What am I, it takes so long to change clothes."

Xue Yu could have had a pleasant face, but the premise was that the system didn't tell him that the story mission had failed, and also deducted ten disgust points from him.

A minute ago, he was still arguing with the system: "Although I didn't kiss him, I treated him like that in front of people Xie Qingyun knew. Didn't the disgust value increase at all?"

The system told him coldly: [No, the data shows that the protagonist is calm due to inner fluctuations. 】

?This is not right.

Xue Yu was still suspecting that the system was wrong, so Xie Qingyun lowered her eyelids and said, "I'll change it sooner next time."

The recent Pei Xueyu is very easy to deal with, as long as he softens his attitude and accepts whether it is his fault or not, he can stop his mouth.

It's the same now, Xue Yu's fresh and bright red lips opened and closed, not knowing what to say, and finally bit her mouth: "Hurry up, because you've wasted so much time."

He is hungry and wants to eat, and sleepy and wants to take a nap.

Only when you are full can you forget the pain of mission failure.

When he walked to the door, He Jialin also changed his clothes, walked in front of Xue Yu with a bag on his back.

Xue Yu was stopped by him, raised her face that was reddened by the heating, and looked at him in confusion, He Jialin fumbled for a while, and shook her heavy backpack before remembering what to say: "I just told you name, you should also tell me yours, this is an equivalent exchange."

Xue Yu: "..."

His eyelashes fluttered slightly dissatisfied, and he struggled with He Jialin despite his hunger: "You told me the name on your own initiative."

The tall boy with a jerky expression raised his eyebrows, put on an "I know" expression, and said domineeringly: "So you have to tell me yours, it's only fair."

Very powerful logic, it is simply amazing.

Xue Yu looked at Xie Qingyun in bewilderment, her small face seemed to be asking him: Who are the people around you?

Xie Qingyun: "..."

"He Jialin," Xie Qingyun's voice was frosty, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Facing him, He Jialin's voice suddenly lowered his tone, and his gaze became cold after being interrupted by Xie Qingyun many times, "Didn't I say that, I just want to know the name."

Xie Qingyun looked at him without hesitation, and was about to say something when he heard a voice: "Pei Xueyu."

Xue Yu didn't want to waste energy on people other than the mission role, although she didn't know what the use of He Jialin knowing this was, she still pursed her lips and told him the name.

He Jialin's Adam's apple slipped, "Oh, you are Pei Xueyu."

When people around me talked about Xie Qingyun's benefactor, most of them referred to Pei Xueyu as "the young master of the Pei family" or "the one who took care of Xie Qingyun", so He Jialin didn't know what his name was, but only knew that there was a word "雪" in his name. .

It is indeed like a snow ball, white and raw.

After getting the answer, He Jialin didn't stop there like a wall anymore, but he still haunted Xue Yu and exchanged contact information with Xue Yu before he really left.

Xueyu complained secretly for a long time, and went back to the apartment building with Xie Qingyun. There was still plenty of time, so she could sleep in after dinner. Xie Qingyun's class was full in the afternoon, so she went to school after waking up.

Xue Yu only had one class in the afternoon, which was the second class, and she slept until three o'clock before slowly going to class.

Xie Qingyun had a long memory, and before coming here, he had told Xue Yu that he would go to training after class, so Xue Yu didn't wait for him, and as soon as the bell rang, he got in the car and went back to the apartment building.

When Xue Yu was on the way back, Fu Yang had just come out of the bathroom.

He wiped the wet water from his hair with a thick towel, and a voice came from the mobile phone in his hand: "Brother, how are things going with you? Is there any progress?"

Hot mist poured out of the bathroom one after another, and the water dripping from the hair was absorbed by the collar. Fu Yang lazily said, "It will take a while."

"Don't worry, it's a certainty..." After finishing speaking, he changed the topic, "Brother, you can send me some money, I've been dating recently."

Fu Yang held a cigarette between his fingers, and the lingering smoke dissipated before it formed, "You have money yourself, ask me what I want to do."

"I'm afraid it's not enough. Recently, a dog has been pestering my partner, buying all kinds of fashion brands to please her. I don't want to do anything. If she runs away, I will find someone to cry. Brother, please, this girl is beautiful. I I want to spend more time there.”

As if to prove how beautiful it is, a photo came whizzing over there.

In the photo, the girl smiled coquettishly. The shooting time was in summer. She was wearing clothes that showed her figure, her waist was as graceful as a willow branch, her skin was delicate and white, and her eyes were charming and affectionate. She was quite an eye-catching beauty.

"It looks good, the skin is white and the waist is thin."

Fu Yang didn't answer, and the microphone fell silent, as if he wanted to hear his evaluation.He frowned sharply, took a rough look, and said impatiently, "Is it white?"

"..."

"I don't think so."

"..."

After getting the completely opposite answer, there was silence over there, probably thinking that his brother fed the dog with his eyes and opened his eyes to talk nonsense.

Hearing that there was no movement over there, Fu Yang was about to turn off the phone when the door suddenly opened, and Xue Yu's face appeared there. He had just come back from the outside, his lips paled a little, and his little face was pale with cold.

Without looking at Fu Yang on the sofa, Xue Yu hung the damp down jacket on the porch without changing her shoes, walked over a few steps, pulled out a piece of paper from the table, and bent over to polish the shoes with a gloomy expression.

There is a section of road in the community that is often exposed to the sun, the snow melts into water, and the mud becomes black water. He just stepped on the black water without paying attention, and his shoes were all damaged.

Maybe he was too depressed, he didn't notice Fu Yang who had a strange expression behind him.

Xueyu is very flexible, and can bend to the bottom to polish the toes of shoes, but the clothes slide down due to gravity, revealing half an inch of smooth waist, the sleeves are stretched up, and the front material has fallen down, and the inside empty.

Fu Yang stared at it for a while, then moved his eyes away, and cursed in a low voice.

Xue Yu's skin is very white, the delicate and smooth milky white color, her waist is very thin, her two delicate wrists are clean and white, her legs are just right thin and straight, because the bent posture straightens what little flesh she has. The shape is more beautiful.

Fu Yang got up and was about to go back to the room, but at this moment, an unconvinced question came out of the phone.

"Then tell me, who do you think has a thinner waist and fairer skin?"