For many years, it has dyed the day and night

Chapter 79
Wang Xu: "."

He looks...much like a monkey?

An Ranxi said, "It's not as handsome as you, but it's not like a monkey, it's obviously an orangutan"

Wang Xu: ".!"

Maybe because of her praise, Gu Beiyan didn't say anything more, "You know I'm more handsome than him and you hide behind him, you can only hide behind me."

"Oh." An Ranxi responded softly.

When Wang Xu looked at Wang Ying, his eyes almost grew to Gu Beiyan's body. Didn't he ask him to watch a movie just a second ago? What a strange creature
"Xu~Look, classmate An has a boyfriend~" Wang Ying was still a little self-aware and didn't post herself, "Shall we go to eat~"

An Ranxi pulled Gu Beiyan's sleeve, Gu Beiyan looked back at her, An Ranxi bit her lip, and asked, "Do all of you men like that type of girl?"

Gu Beiyan glanced at Wang Ying's back, his eyebrows seemed to kill an ant, "Disgusting."

He said two words coldly. He hates this type of girls the most. They have no self-esteem and self-love at all. When they speak, they feel as if they have been scalded in boiling water, and their skin is peeled off!
"I still like you. This type."

"Oh" slightly disappointed, the first half of the sentence sounds quite comfortable!
The main reason is that Gu Beiyan feels that the school is not a suitable place for confession!
Because of the couples formed in school, how many of them actually end up together?

After graduating from university, you still have to score points, so look for it again!
Unknown place.

"Today I want to go home and eat."

"Okay." Gu Beiyan lowered his eyebrows, looking like a good man at home, caring and gentle.

"Look, that handsome guy is here to pick up An Xiaohua again!"

"It's a pity that everyone has boyfriends."

"So you should give up! Crooked melons like yours can only be matched with bad dates like us!"

"Fuck you! My mother's dream is Prince Charming, not Frog Prince!"

--kitchen

An Ranxi pressed the green onion with her pale fingers, and cut the onion one by one, with slow and stiff movements.

Passing her hands under her armpits, she put on an apron, still pink, An Ranxi turned his head and looked at Gu Beiyan. He was wearing a royal blue apron, and "North" was engraved on it.

"Be careful when chopping vegetables." A big warm palm covered her hand, and the temperature from the palm was transmitted to her heart through a thin layer of skin, as if being scratched by something.

"Do you often cook?" An Ranxi looked at him with familiar movements.

"No." Gu Beiyan said lightly, "I was taught by others before."

Seeing the sharp contrast between the skin on the back of his hand and her own, An Ranxi panicked slightly.

This kind of life was something she had never imagined, and it was something she had always wanted to have.

(End of this chapter)