MTL - Those Sweet Times-Chapter 13 Skin and satyr

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Shen Zemu does not like the feelings of the present. The reason why he hopes to pull the warmth into the team is to thank her for her help. If the attempt to return this time fails, it means that he still owes her a favor.

He does not like to owe money or owe people. There are some things to come and go, and the two don't owe each other. It is his most recognized state and the state that makes him feel safe.

From this perspective, he can be considered as an advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Shen Zemu took the COS suit back to the bedroom and saw that he was playing mahjong with the boys in the same class.

"Are you not having something?" Shen Zemu asked him.

"Isn't this a thing?" He replied, touched Zhang Ertong and said, "I think we can add another mahjong sub-item to our e-sports competition."

Shen Zemu put his clothes on his desk.

When I mentioned the e-sports competition, I immediately remembered another thing. The airway said: "I said what is meant by Shen Zemu, would you want to kick me out?"

"Kidding."

"...What the hell?"

"I mean, you can return to the team now."

"Shen Zemu, do you have the wrong medicine?!... I want 90,000 troughs, etc., etc.!"

Shen Zemu sat down, log in to the glory of the king, find warmth from his friends list, and view her recent game information.

The most popular hero to the warmth... Hey, Zhang Fei?

This girl, the taste is quite unique...

——

When I received warm skin from Shen Zemu, the mood was a bit complicated.

The male **** sent her skin, which should have been an uplifting thing, however, Zhang Fei’s skin... really not very interested in yeah... although this skin is quite expensive...

She would rather have a little Joe, even if she didn't have a chance to use it, it would be nice to put it in a parcel.

Really not very understand the taste of the male god. ㄟ(▔,▔)ㄏ

In any case, the face of the male **** is to be sold, so the skin of the chaotic tiger Chen is warmed up. The glory of the king has a slight attribute bonus on all skins. This bonus is better than nothing, and does not affect the balance of the game. Most people buy skin for a good looking look. It’s like people like to wear beautiful clothes on the street, a truth.

Although I don't like this skin, the warmth is still a little bit sloppy. She sent a message to Shen Zemu: The senior, the skin received, I like it. \\\\(^o^)/~

Zemu: Well, I like it.

It is warm: Thank you, senior!

Zemu: You are welcome.

It’s warm: How did the schoolmaster suddenly think of sending me skin?

Zemu: Thank you.

Warm up. I thought that Shen Zemu wanted to marry her. Was it just a thank you for the help before... Hey, a little disappointed.

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Leave warm to ask: "You said, a person with a particularly good voice, a bit of awkward... What will it look like?"

Deviation: "According to my experience, the better the voice, the more ugly it is. After all, God is fair."

“Is that really the case?” Surprised to the warmth, “but you watch those news anchors...”

“The news anchor is picked from more than a billion people. Of course it looks good.”

"Alright, oh."

In the evening, I updated a circle of friends to the warmth: it is superficial to look at people by appearance. I am more concerned about content.

Lin’s first banquet was a warm and updated circle of friends, and he was more sure of his speculation. This girl probably looks ugly and has no confidence in appearance, so she asks “don’t laugh at her when I meet”.

Well, he needs to send her a little comfort message.

So after twenty minutes of warming up in the circle of friends, I received a compliment from the first time.

I am so kind, no matter how ugly you are, I will not dislike you... they think about it.

As if I had reached a mysterious contract, both of them were very satisfied, good night and see you tomorrow.

......

On the afternoon of Thursday, I sent a speech to the beginning of the warmth: "How come you?"

Lin first feast checked the road information. Although it was not a late peak, there were a few red congestions on the road. To be on the safe side, he decided to take the bus.

The bus has a dedicated lane.

The initial voice: "Bus."

Warmth: "Well, that's convenient, direct."

First time: "What are you doing?"

Warmth: "Do hair."

At the beginning, a "hmm" was sent, and the tone was light.

He felt that he might have misunderstood, thinking that she was specially dressed for the face. In fact, this understanding is also true, but she does not want to dress beautiful, but... is trying to change the shape.

In the first instance, she couldn’t recognize her because she was blind...

"I didn't want to make a shape to meet you."

There was obviously no believe in it, and a long "oh" was returned.

To warmth, I have to say: "First time, I wish you a satyr on the bus."

It is very good for warm hair. The scalp is healthy, the hair is thick and black, full and shiny, without forks. The barber touched her hair, especially liked it, and the girl's face was beautiful, so he couldn't bear her to go... So, although only asking for trimming the bangs to the warmth, the barber helped her cut the hair for half a day.

Suddenly warm to the face: "You don't want to sell me a card?"

"No."

“Promoting hot hair dyeing?”

"No..."

“Promoting beauty and body care? Hair care? Head spa? Eyebrows? Hair removal?”

The barber was thundered: "Little girl, you know..."

I smiled warmly: "I know all these routines. I am in a hurry. You should cut my head first."

"Okay," the barber nodded, whispering and whispering, "I didn't want to sell you something."

"Anlaan."

The hairdresser finally got it for her. Looking at himself in the mirror, Liu Hai put down his forehead, black long hair on his shoulders, a few squats to the chest, blocking the edge of the face... and Li Bai was the same day. Not bad, she can't recognize it anymore.

Out of the barber shop, I saw a street stall selling sunglasses and socks. She bought twenty pieces of big sunglasses and put them on.

perfect!

Looking at the time, it was very abundant, so she didn't take a taxi and got on the bus.

To warm up today, I met with the school cafe in the Dianchi campus. At this point she took the bus back from the barbershop and only two stops. It was also her luck, waiting for five minutes to get the bus, and there was a seat.

After she sat down, she came up with an old lady.

I want to give the old lady a seat, and she is almost out of the seat. She knows that a boy sitting in front of her moves faster and stands up and tells the old lady to sit in his seat.

The old lady sat in a stable position, and her movements were agile. She didn’t thank her after sitting down.

The boys didn't seem to care much. He was tall, his arm lifted gently, grabbed the top armrest, and the bus swayed when he started, but he stood very steady.

He was close to the warmth, and when he was approaching the warmth, his sight fell on his waist.

He wore a half-old white T-shirt with some patterns on it. It may be because the number of washes is too much, and the patterns are somewhat off, like a damaged wall. The line of sight moved up, I wanted to look at his face, but the view was blocked by the hand he was holding the phone.

His hand is a little big, so the big cell phone is completely taken by him. Then, the hand is also very nice, the palms are thin, the fingers are long and even, and there are small crescents at the bottom of the nails. It seems to be warm to my mother. A small crescent means that this person is very healthy.

Because she was blocked by sunglasses, she didn't worry about being discovered, so she was a bit unscrupulous and stared at the hands of others.

The boy seemed to notice what the phone was down and looked at her.

To the warmth of a guilty conscience, quickly turned to the beginning.

Her expression is as calm as personality - cold, but the activity in her heart is as active as the sunspot: Oh! This man grows very well!

Because she is good-looking, her standard for "good-looking" is higher than ordinary people.

Even with her high standards, even if it’s just a glimpse, even with a layer of big sunglasses... But that moment is enough to make her think that he really looks good.

Oh, it’s not just good to look good. More important is temperament.

Generally speaking, a boy who is too refined, regardless of his willingness or disappointment, will inevitably be somewhat feminine. But this boy is not, although he is also a delicate face, but his temperament is very clean and sunny, and is insulated from the fat powder.

He gives a feeling of being clean, straight, pure and upright.

I couldn’t help but turn my head and sneak a peek at him. This time she noticed his hairstyle - it turned out to be a middle point. -_-

The middle score is relatively high on the boy's face. If you are not careful, you may become the head of the traitor, or the uncle who is unhappy.

The boys once again noticed that their sights fell again.

Turn to the warmth again.

This is repeated several times.

Spit the warm heart: others are watching you, how can you catch me alone...

Ok, don't you read it, can't you read it? Isn't it the value of the face, who is not yet?

The temper turned the head ninety degrees and looked at the aisle.

It doesn't matter if this looks, God, what did she see?

Is there a pervert is a girl in indecent?

Every day in the broad day, the courage is great!

The wolf's claws touched the girl unscrupulously. The girl seemed to be very timid. She did not dare to resist. She moved to the side. Unfortunately, the car was a little crowded at the moment. She could only move away from a distance. Then the color-wolf sticks again.

The heart is straight to the heat. She can't see this kind of thing. She turned over from the bag and wanted to find a weapon, but only found a nail clipper.

It doesn't matter, justice is my biggest weapon... She gives herself morale and gets up.

Once again, the boy’s movement was once again a step faster than her. She just stood up and saw that he had walked over and walked behind the satyr.

Lift the long arm and hold the upper armrest firmly. The other hand puts up the phone, then... on the wolf's waist.

The satyr seemed a little unresponsive and turned to look at him.

From the perspective of warmth, you can see most of the face of the wolf, and a small part of the face of the boy.

At this moment, she saw the boy slightly tilting his head, gently hooking his mouth, as if he was laughing very evil.

Evil has even a good-looking face line that is a bit distorted.

The hand he fell on the waist of the satyr continued down and patted the **** of the satyr.

The perverted wolf also refused to be indecent as others, and he was suffering from the indecent assault at the moment. So the wolf hid aside and snorted in his mouth.

I dare not scream too loudly, after all... the other side is taller than him, and I can’t beat it at first glance.

The boys chased the coloring wolf and went to shoot the ass.

The wolf can't bear it: "You are dead!"

Due to the infinite harassment of the boys, when the bus stopped, the perverts were as big as they were, and they fled.

Stealing the boy to the warmth, he found that he took a pack of wet wipes from the bag and began to carefully rub his hands.

Wiped for a few minutes, still rubbing, it seems that his psychological shadow is quite large.

Wiping and rubbing, the boy’s sight floated again.

Twisted back to the warmth and was sitting in danger.

By the bus to the last stop, all passengers have to get off, and the station is at the west gate of her school. When I got off the bus with the warmth and walked into the school, I found that the boy was on the way with her.

Is it an alumnus?

She is very curious, but she doesn't want to talk to him. I have been peeked at him and I have been discovered many times, so that she feels good and has no face.

So each went.

The boys seem to be less willing to go with her, so the two are very tacit, and open a distance. She is in front of him.

However, today's road is too clever, and directly to the destination.

Standing warmly at the entrance of the cafe, I took out my mobile phone and sent a voice to the first person: "Where have you been?"

Then, from the phone of the boy who was gradually approaching, she heard her voice: "Where have you been?"

The author has something to say: Warm, surprise? Is the thorn not irritating?

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