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Chapter 160

It is already the season when there will be white fog when breathing, but Gu Xiaoyan can't feel the cold even outdoors.

It has nothing to do with how much clothes she wears. It's just that her body will naturally feel warm when she clings to the person she likes and says greasy things like this.

"Don't scratch your palm. It itches..."

"I'm not studying its taste."

It's really abnormal research. Lin Xiaoxian talks a lot.

"Have you studied it?"

"After the research, why is it baby cream again? You are not a baby. Gu will be two when he is three. "

Gu Xiaoyan pulls out his hand and pinches Lin Xiaoxian's nose:

"Don't smell it if you don't like it. My mother has perfumed me since childhood. This is called inheritance."

Lin Xiaoxian had no such inheritance at home. His parents had never painted such things on their brothers and sisters before their death.

When my aunt took over the baby, the goods simply took shampoo and put it on their faces. Poor Lin Xiaoxian and Lin Xiaoshu had a rash on their face as soon as they arrived at school, which scared the teacher to call 120 on the spot.

"Simply wipe a little, moisturizing and anti cracking."

Gu Xiaoyan took out a flat bottle from his pocket. The retro shape of the last century said "Chunjuan brand baby cream". He unscrewed the pink cover, opened the thin plastic foam paper, dipped his fingertips with a little white cream, and spread it evenly on the back of Lin Xiaoxian's hand.

"I'll rub it on you, and your skin will be as good as mine ~"

"I'm not Chen Ming. It doesn't matter if I'm a little rough, and I use Dabao at home. Dabao, do you know? See you every day! "

Gu Xiaoyan slapped on the back of his hand:

"Lin Xiaoxian, don't forget, our father's name is Gu Dabao!"

"Oh, yes, disrespectful, hahaha..."

After wiping the baby cream, Gu Xiaoyan compares Lin Xiaoxian's hand with his own, and proudly says that his skin is better.

"Xiao Xian, what do you think?"

"I think you're very hard-working. Looking at the whole class, you're rare."

Rare means rare, not unique.

Lin Xiaoxian actually felt that his girlfriend's skin was not unique. Gu Xiaoyan rubbed her nose and asked faintly:

"Say, who is Fengmao? Who is Lin Jiao? "

"Zhou Jia and Su Yuan, of course."

“？？？”

"Don't look like that. I haven't finished yet..."

Lin Xiaoxian cleared his throat leisurely:

"Even if they are rare, they fall from you, not an order of magnitude! Your skin is like a shelled litchi, three words: thin! Slippery! White! "

"Compared with you, Zhou Jia, that's the frosted pineapple."

"Compared with you, Su Yuan is a dewatered cactus."

Gu Xiaoyan couldn't help laughing when he listened to his words. He turned to his side, his eyes stopped slightly, and left the word "take care" for Lin Xiaoxian. After making a look in his eyes, he ran happily to do the rest of the tests.

Gu Xiaoyan's eyes were not for Lin Xiaoxian. Lin Xiaoxian turned around in some doubt, trembled in an instant, and his mouth was almost choked by the cold wind.

"Uh... So what... You..."

Facing the "pineapple" and "cactus" standing behind him for a long time, Lin Xiaoxian scratched his ass and his head, holding out for a long time:

"When did you... Come?"

"Pineapple" has a cold face:

"Not long."

"Yes... Yes... Ha ha..."

"Cactus" also has a cold face:

"That is, starting from a rare place."

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian's embarrassed smile stiffened on his face. It was better to come early than to come by chance.

After raising his head and standing at attention, he applied very sincerely:

"Dare you two... Do I have a chance to explain?"

A gust of fragrance blew, and the back of the two decisive turns was the answer left to Lin Xiaoxian.

"Who else hasn't finished it! Over there! Lin Xiaoxian! Have you lost your vital capacity? "

"No!"

"Then get over here! Wait for me? Believe it or not, I'll give you two feet! "

"Right now..."

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There is an embarrassing place in winter physical education.

The sweat after exercise is not easy to evaporate, especially those who love sweating. When they return to the classroom, they are covered with cooled viscous and wet liquid and stick to autumn clothes and trousers. They are uncomfortable and easy to ferment.

In Li Chi's words, it's like soaking in a pit.

"You deserve it. We all do physical tests. You have to play table tennis with Chen Ming..."

"Who let him slander labor capital? If you don't steam steamed bread for breath, you have to show him what a flexible fat man is! "

Li Chi entered the classroom for a minute or two. He was still panting. He was sweating. He pulled his collar in one hand and fanned in the other, trying to accelerate the evaporation of sweat.

"You can't just take off your coat..."

"Can't take it off!" Li Chi said quietly, "the wool vest I wear inside is so ugly that my mother has to let me wear it..."

Just so, Ma Weiwei just passed by the aisle and knocked him with her hand:

"Li Chi, seal your sweat in the palace! Don't spread it all over the classroom. It's disgusting... "

“？？？”

That's unreasonable!

Li Chi's thick eyebrows stood up, put his head on Ma Weiwei's face, and wiped his hair crazily with his hands. The sweat all over his head immediately splashed at Ma Weiwei like rain.

Ma Weiwei went crazy on the spot. Their old hatred just disappeared and added new hatred. The melon eaters went to the theatre one after another.

Lin Xiaoxian also looked.

But not very attentive.

Because the deskmate around him is very abnormal. Instead of sticking out his small head to join the fun as before, he is expressionless and quietly doing questions.

"Hello?"

“(￣︿￣)”

Lin Xiaoxian made a tentative sound and didn't respond.

He was hoarse and pulled up an exaggerated long voice:

"Su Yuan -"

“(￣︿￣)”

Su Yuan turned his face away and still didn't speak.

"Small -- yuan -- yuan -"

“(￣︿￣)”

Su Yuan's face deviated further.

Lin Xiaoxian sighed and had to use it. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her face around:

"Look at you... Why don't you talk..."

"Can your cactus talk?"

"Yes!"

Lin Xiaoxian doesn't change his face and his heart doesn't jump. Su Yuan is used to his shameless face:

"I'm sorry, but I'm dehydrated. I can't."

“......”

The deskmate turned his face again. Lin Xiaoxian refused and threatened her:

"If you are angry again, I will coax you."

"Hum..."

Su Yuan is indifferent. What's the point? Shouldn't he?

"Well, I'll do it."

Su Yuan looked sideways and was shocked to find that Lin Xiaoxian was all over her. In panic, he grabbed the draft book and blocked it in front of him:

"What are you... What are you doing..."

"Coax you."

Lin Xiaoxian paused, and his two raised arms were still hanging in the air.

"Don't you know? It's common sense to coax girls in your arms. "

Su Yuan has no such common sense of shame!

Her eyes were closed and her ears were hot:

"Go away! This... Is the school... Is the place to study! "

"Then forgive me."

The deskmate nodded in humiliation, and then shook his head firmly:

"At most... Forgive you half first..."

"Deal."

Lin Xiaoxian put his hand down, and Su Yuan continued to block his face with the draft book. Only two people could hear the voice, weak from behind:

"The other half... When we go out on New Year's Day... You coax me... I'll forgive you..."

"Uh... The one in your arms?"

One second.

Two seconds.

After three seconds of silence, half a small face finally showed up from the back of the draft book:

"Don't ask me... Just the way you like..."

The eyelids are light and tight. Under the drooping eyelashes, the watery eyes beat in a panic, as if they had just been peeled from the flower buds, and the petals stained with fog are both moving and lovely.

Although he made an appointment for the next time, Lin Xiaoxian felt that he should have one first:

"Su Yuan, do you want to hear the truth about your skin?"

"You said..."

"In fact, I think your skin is like a shelled litchi. Compared with you, Zhou Jia is a frosted pineapple. Gu Xiaoyan compared with you, that is the dewatered cactus... "

Su Yuan listened silently and thought of his mother's teachings again:

Men are big liars!