MTL - Wear It Until Crazy Beauty Scum a Loses Control-Chapter 32 (two)

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Marriage, cooperative marriage. What can it have to do with love?

At most, they use each other.

"Wow!" There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd surging outside the classroom after class.

A lot of people looked back at Zuo Baixuan.

Zuo Baixuan and Jiang Lingdan followed the shouting and looked over.

The crowd suddenly parted ways, revealing a striking white.

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Luan Yenan was wearing a V-neck black dress, her wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, holding a large bouquet of white roses in her hands, releasing her aura to everyone, only watching When Zuo Baixuan arrived, white roses were blooming even in his eyes.

"Wife, I'm here to pick you up from get out of class."

"Ah, rely on ... foul!" Jiang Lingdan chugs again.

The only little white flower in the classroom is the white rose.

Zuo Baixuan only hesitated for a second, then got up and trotted in front of Luan Yenan, took the flower embarrassedly: "Why are you here."

Feeling the gaze around her, she buried her face in the flower, covering half of her face in the flower, but the blush became more obvious.

Luan Yenan curled the corners of her mouth, glad she didn't buy red roses. Or Zuo Baixuan looks better when she turns red.

"I'll pick you up. Are the flowers beautiful?"

Zuo Baixuan pursed her lips and nodded lightly.

Jiang Lingdan is right.

Luan Yenan is fouling. He asks if the flowers look good, but he doesn't look away from his face, clearly saying "the flowers look good, you look better".

Zuo Baixuan thought that she couldn't just admit defeat.

She stretched out her hand and stroked Luan Yenan's slightly wrinkled V-neck with her fingertips: "I have good eyesight. You wear this dress as good as I think."

Luan Yenan's eyes flickered, and his long and narrow eyes were full of trembling smiles.

The author has this to say:

Who scores this round?

 

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: Qiqi not violent Y1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 MiG;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: the author's wife fed me 15 bottles of soft rice; 10 bottles of Sunk; ;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!