You Are Cute To The Point Of Foul - Chapter 72

Su Weiran sat back in her seat, still a little dizzy.

During the class, I was puzzled: Mo Shihlin, invited her to participate in the last program, playing the cello can be on, play piano with him, it is “not”.

“This fickle man!”

The small fist pounded the small table, she was next to Lu Zirao, are stunned!

“Are you okay, Ran?” He asked in a small voice.

Su Wei Ran returned to her senses, just about to return to him, when she heard from the podium, came a praise:.

“This student’s point of view, very close to the character analysis,” the language teacher, peeked down towards the podium, looked at the seating chart, and said with a smile: “Su Weiran students, just please come to analyze, the character of this article!”

Su Weiran: “……”

She was wrong.

Oooooooo, just listen to the lesson, what do you think about Mo Shi Rin.

In the evening after dinner, Su Wei Ran and Mo Shi Lin, each went upstairs and changed their clothes.

Su Weiran had to be a little slower.

When she changed her skirt and tied her hair down, Mo Shihlin had already sat on the sofa and opened a game carelessly.

The black casual suit, exquisite tailoring, white shirt sunny and handsome. The ink-dyed hair, slightly messy, open and unrestrained, set off the side of the face fair and beautiful.

When playing the game point screen, slender fingers, click jump, look, pleasing to the eye.

Beside him sits a, handsome and soft little bun paper.

One big and one small two people, simply can second a large number of people.

Mo baby completely little fanboy mode:.

“Brother, you took three kills again!”

“Brother, a large group of people said they can’t beat you and want to beat me!”

“Brother, when will I be, as good as you!”

“Pfft–”

The little wrapper gave a final childish cry, successfully making Su Wei Ran laugh.

Mo’s mother had already seen her and exclaimed in awe –

“Ran Ran, you’re coming down!”

“Brother, take a look at Ran Ran, is she pretty in this dress?”

Mo’s mother’s words made Su Wei Ran, suddenly embarrassed for a moment. She couldn’t help but glance at the boy on the sofa.

She met with a careless glance from Mo Shihlin.

The eyes moved for a second, Mo Shihlin was stunned for a second, immediately withdrew his eyes, lazily hooked the corners of his lips, and spoke evilly: “The skirt is quite beautiful, people too eat lotus root.”

However, the girl’s figure in a white dress, can not help but emerge in front of the eyes. Even the waist body, embroidered flowers, there are a few petals, are incomparably clear. Porcelain white beautiful little face, just like the delicate gardenia.

Mo mother shook her head and laughed lightly.

Puffed up the small cheeks, Su Wei Ran approached the sofa, “politely” back to him: “Thank you, you too.”

Just sit down.

Just listen to the little package of paper childishly asked: “Brother, your five kills, how to let go of a ……”

Mo Shi Lin, face unchanged to shake off the pot: “…… that head to you.”

“Oh.” Little bun paper eyebrows arched, “Thank you brother.”

Mo Shih-rin shirt cuffs, embroidered Su Wei Ran skirt, the same type of flowers, white, light, beautiful. But the former did not notice, the latter did not see.

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Good night.