Then, Zeng passed and folded his eyes, the corners of his mouth rippled slightly, looked up, looked loose, and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you were a straight man? Can a straight man still see whether there is love in a boy's eyes?"
"Don't be loquacious to me." Zhu Fengming stared at her. "Can't a prodigal son like me see a thing or two at a glance?"
Zeng passed and nodded: "Well, I know."
"Don't be so perfunctory."
"I know you are good for me."
...
Knowing that the answer was absent-minded, Zhu Fengming stopped blaming her, but quieted down and stared at her quietly.
See suddenly no voice, once passed suspicious, looked up, also happened to see Zhu Fengming is looking straight at her.
"What, what?" Zhu Fengming's sudden seriousness made her very unaccustomed.
"Once passed." Zhu Fengming's expression is serious, and there is no half teasing or joking on his face.
"Hmm?"
"I am really, really, afraid that you will be hurt."
Once passed the body suddenly a meal.
She stared at Zhu Fengming's eyes stupefied. Those dark eyes were clear, free of impurities, full of calm and... worry about her.
After a thoughtful moment, he said, "Zhu Fengming, I know you are good for me, but don't worry, Gu Qingrong won't hurt me."
After talking to Zhu Fengming, there was no burden in his heart.
On this day, after class, Su Xiaoman was asked to help him take the textbook back to the dormitory, and he ran to Gu Qingrong.
Su Xiaoman looked at her far back and secretly scolded: See the guy who forgets his friends!
Suddenly, a sour voice sounded behind her-
"Do you want to say that she forgets her friends when she sees sex?"
Su Xiaoman turned back and turned out to be Zhu Fengming.
She stared at him, and it was really haunting her!
She choked him directly: "What's the matter? Are you jealous when you are young? Speak sour."
"Jealous, just Gu Qingrong?" Zhu Fengming sniffed lightly.
I am unconvinced when I think about it. I can find a better one when I have passed, but I just look for Gu Qingrong.
Su Xiaoman slurped at him: "Really, how do I look at you as if you like to pass?"
Zhu Fengming finally took back the line of sight that had fallen on the body of the past and looked at Su Xiaoman. "I like the past? Is my brain convulsive?"
Su Xiaoman sneered, "Then why do you care so much about who you have been in love with?"
"I am her brother, why can't I care?"
"Really?" Su Xiaoman quickly gathered his smile and his eyes were cold and heavy. "But you look too high on your own eyes, and you look too low on the eyes that have passed."
"What do you mean?" Zhu Fengming looks dignified.
"Gu Qingrong, a competitive male god, whether it is in professional achievements, brilliant achievements in competitive sports, management of student unions, or even in his usual hobbies, such as skating, calligraphy, basketball, play, etc., his playing results are very good. Is he ugly? Not only is i