To The Lovely You

   After watching the cartoon all night, Ke Jingheng kept yawning because he was too bored and fell asleep leaning on Luo Xiaomei's shoulder. He actually forgot what the original intention of bringing her to watch cartoons in the room was...

  Luo Xiaomei thought he was pretending to be asleep again and wanted to take advantage of himself, so he pinched his nose hard and patted his face hard. I found that he really didn't respond at all, so I let him go.

   A faint blue light emitted from the computer screen, shining on his face, adding a bit of beauty in the hazy. Luo Xiaomei approached him carefully, looking at his long and dense eyelashes, thinking how could a boy's eyelashes be so long? It seems to be longer than your own eyelashes.

   Her eyes fell on the bridge of his tall nose again, and then slowly fell on his two thin lips. His lips are very special, like two small leaves, perfectly shaped and distinctive.

   For some reason, even while watching the innocent cartoon, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

   God, what the **** is she doing! He actually got up YY facing him who was sleeping soundly. Luo Xiaomei beat her head hard and forced herself to continue watching cartoons.

   Later, she didn't know when she fell asleep...

   When she woke up, she found that she and Ke Jingheng were facing each other, and just slept on the sofa all night. Because of her bad posture, she felt neck pain and shoulder pain, and her whole body seemed to fall apart.

   couldn't help but move his muscles and bones, trying to stretch his body, but he accidentally woke Ke Jingheng.

  The long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then slowly opened, a hint of surprise flashed in the misty eyes: "Littleberry...why are you here? Why am I here?"

   Only then did he realize that both of them were still lying on the sofa.

   "I fell asleep watching the cartoon last night." Luo Xiaomei rubbed her slightly sore shoulders, "God, I feel like my shoulders are about to break."

  Ke Jingheng hurriedly sat up straight and gently pressed her a few times: "How is it, are you feeling better now?"

   "Well, much better..." Luo Xiaomei took his hand, "Go wash up quickly, we're going to be late!"

  After the two hurriedly nibbled a piece of bread, Ke Jingheng drove his black Bentley all the way to school.

The moment the   bell rang, he grabbed her hand and rushed into the classroom, attracting many students' eyes. Seeing the two of them with disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, as well as the gesture of holding hands, is really fascinating.

  Luo Xiaomei just sat down when she heard Tom raise his eyebrows at her like a joke: "Last night, the battle was fierce?"

  Luo Xiaomei touched her hair suspiciously. Just when she was about to say, "What's so intense?" Ke Jingheng, who was behind him, hurriedly said, "Of course, we are intense every day."

   "Really?" Tom's peach blossom eyes flashed a strange emotion, and his thin lips curled up, "Are you together?"

   "Yes." Ke Jingheng said as he stood up and walked to Tom's side with his schoolbag, "Let's change seats!"

  Tom glanced at Luo Xiaomei, saw her blushing and did not say a word, so he shrugged his shoulders very gentlely: "Okay, it's a small matter!"

  Ke Jingheng sat down beside Luo Xiaomei, the hand under the desk approached her little hand little by little, and then grabbed it tightly.