Your pheromones smell good

Nie Xingran scoffed, and walked across Xingzhou, "I want your size."

What's so good about Minko's vinegar.

Xingzhou followed and smiled. What Nie Xingran was talking about was desire, not knowing your size. He has always been like this. In fact, he has never hurt his confession and liking.

I also said just now that I smelled his pheromones and knew he was coming up, but I didn’t avoid Ming Ke’s words, which means that I really don’t care at all, it doesn’t matter, he knows it all, and he knows it without Nie Xingran’s answer, but he just doesn’t Resisting it, she asked, wanting to hear what Nie Xingran had to say.

After returning to the dormitory, the two had dinner together, Xing Zhou cleared the table, Nie Xingran was going to take a shower, he was sleepy, Xing Zhou hurriedly put his arms around his waist, and coaxed: "Wait, digest it before going."

Nie Xingran was also lazy and didn't want to wash, so he sat back on the chair, "Yeah."

Xing Zhou laughed, threw the rubbish into the trash can, hugged Nie Xingran with both hands, "Stand up and digest."

Nie Xingran was impatient, "Are you annoying?"

Xing Zhou picked him up and smiled, "It's good for your health, just 10 minutes."

Nie Xingran didn't have to stand by himself, just casually asked, "What class will you have tomorrow morning?"

Xing Zhou talked about the first two sections, "English and Chinese, you can't sleep."

Nie Xingran squinted his eyes unhappily, "Isn't there a festival for sports?"