Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

In a blink of an eye, there are only three or two days left before the monthly exam.

The pajamas that were ordered just arrived today. After washing and drying the new pajamas in the washing machine, Song Le changed into warm plush pajamas.

Her shoulder-length short hair was tied into a small ball, and a few strands fell from her ears. She was sitting at the desk drawing.

Mo Yuanyuan also changed into the pink rabbit pajamas at this time, took a picture in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom for a while, and couldn't help but secretly want to take a selfie.

So they called Shaozi and Huihui together, stuffed the dazed Lele in the middle, and the four of them prepared to take a picture.

One of Fu Hui’s favorite things is taking selfies. He quickly searched for angles, Lu Xiaoshao was casual, and Song Le was lifted from the chair in the middle of painting, and let them play with them blankly. good.

Fu Hui was the tallest, holding the mobile phone in one hand, and putting the other hand behind the three of them, and took several pictures in a row.

Mo Yuanyuan cheerfully chose the photos to post, and suddenly asked, "Lele, what's your phone number and QQ number?"

Song Le pursed her lips and wrote: "I don't have a mobile phone QAQ"

So innocent and cute.

Mo Yuanyuan was caught off guard and caught off guard again.

I couldn't help but drop the photo, and came over to ravage my dull friend who didn't resist much.

Then lead her to choose together.

Song Le felt that everything was fine, but she didn't really understand their tangled lighting angles. When they were discussing whether to take another shot, she silently climbed onto her bed and escaped.

——It was really hard for her to maintain a smile and not blink just now.

After a few minutes, Mo Yuanyuan finally selected one, and after trying out the latest filter, he happily sent it out.

Wording: 444's cutie [Moe]

Yes, their dormitory has such a weird house number. At one time, they thought that some supernatural event would happen, but it turned out... nothing.

After Mo Yuanyuan finished posting, he continued to review chemistry.

After an hour, I packed up the book and looked at the comments.

Unexpectedly, after scanning all the complaints along the way, I saw Teacher Lin's: Very good, Mo Yuanyuan, see you in the self-study office tomorrow morning.

"..." Damn it.

"I forgot to block Teacher Lin!!" she wailed.

Lu Xiaoshao: "Pfft, you—sorry, I don't know anything!"

Fu Hui: "I... I was probably sleepwalking just now, right?"

Song Le: "..." Lying on the bed, laughing silently.

at the same time.

Lin Rui forwarded the photo to the three-person discussion group, and added a big wave of growls.

Jiang Lin had just finished taking a shower, and when he came out, he ignored all the words and clicked to look at the photos strangely, but...

The hand wiping the wet hair paused for a moment, zooming in on the photo, the little dumb guy in the middle was wearing a pure white plush pajamas, his shoulder-length short hair was tied up and turned into a small ball head, his white and tender face became smaller and smaller, his pair of clear There is still a little restraint in the dazed peach blossom eyes.

The pajamas were about a size too big, a little baggy, and half of the collarbone could be seen.

goo-dong-

Jiang Lin was expressionless, unmoved, and stared at it for more than 20 minutes.

Then manually screenshot the collection.

Standing still in the living room like an idiot.

My mind is full of: how can I be so... so cute.

Jiang Lin restrained his hands, put the phone aside, then calmly dried his hair, went to bed, and started staring again.

Every few minutes of staring, he scolded himself as an idiot, and then stared at him for half an hour before falling asleep reluctantly.

Maybe it was because of thinking day by day, dreaming at night, Jiang Lin dreamed about that little dumb...