Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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There was a slight flush on her cheeks. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

In this quiet and indifferent afternoon, Jun Hang's wheelchair slowly approached her.

When his cold eyes fell on her cheeks at this time, they became a little deeper.

The young eyelashes are very long.

The pure face and the lashes are so long and curled that they can just bear the sunlight and dust falling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jun Hang just looked at her silently, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not do anything, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

Only in the end, when his gaze fell on the paper she drew, he saw that she drew a small arc according to the formula. He was not so good, and the corners of his lips seemed to be raised slightly.

Then it was fleeting, but the picture just now freezes at a certain moment in time.

When I looked at her again, the eyes that had always been cold and indifferent seemed to become a little soft.

His wheelchair approached slowly again.

His body leaning on the wheelchair leaned forward slightly.

...

...

Youyou lay on the table (sleeping in Shui) and felt that her small mouth was slightly open, and there was a suspicious sparkle at the corners of her mouth. A jade-long hand slowly stretched out and wiped it off for her.

The movements are light and very gentle.

It's just not over yet.

After the slender finger with well-defined joints wiped the corners of her mouth, a faint scene was cast on the French window.

In front of that huge desk.

There seemed to be two overlapping figures.

A body leaned forward slightly, lowered his head, and approached another slender figure lying on the table.

Judging from the picture reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows, it seems to be an extremely beautiful picture.

The man tilted his head slightly, his lips falling on top of her.

It fell on her delicate (red hong) lips that were still slightly open.

His profile is exquisite and exquisite, (dry gan) out of dust.

Perfect and firm, intriguing.

Obviously, the whole body is full of cold and alienated ascetic breath, but when he leaned over and tilted his head to kiss (kiss) an innocent (sleeping Shui) girl, it revealed a different (sexual xg) sense and charm.

Gently (kiss wen), the dragonfly touches the water.

Then he moved his wheelchair back slightly, then retracted his gaze and turned away.

After the door closed silently, the pure-faced girl inside was still heartily (sleeping Shui), her mouth slightly opened.

If the door hadn't been swayed lightly, it would make people think that all this is still an illusion.

A few minutes later, Youyou smacked her mouth and rubbed the corners of her mouth, and opened her eyes in a daze. She shook her head with one hand and shook it, hoping that she could wake up a little bit. Then she held the pen and continued. Go draw this picture.

I didn't pay much attention to it before. At this time, the drawing was drawn by the young boy. This was quickly drawn according to that formula.

But after this painting, she stared at the pattern she had drawn on the coordinate axis, dumbfounded.

This.

This this……! ! !

At this time, according to the formula, the one drawn above is clearly a heart shape! ! !

"My God, is this the heart curve of the legendary Descartes, I, I..." The young boy said to himself almost incoherently.

Obedient.

what is happening! !

The curve pattern drawn by Junhang’s formula for himself is actually one heart.

Is it his heart, heart? !

Youyou blushed all of a sudden. At this moment, she was pacing back and forth on the ground holding the piece of paper she drew, excited and shy, she kept covering her hot ear with one hand--