Author: asterinthesky

The classroom is noisy, and MuMian’s tablemate is a girl with a small round face and her name is Yuanyuan. Her big round and lovely eyes gleam slightly. “MuMian, I remember that you have a copy of “Knowing How Much I Love You”. I heard it is good, do you have it?” The girl took…

At the end of a meal, the two people left the restaurant. As the sun was setting, MuMian looked at Lin Xinghe’s sideways. His clothes were white, and the figure was beautiful against the faint sunset. “Little brother, do you want to take me back?” Without much change in his face, the boy raised his…

Hearing this, the boy’s delicate cheeks were still expressionless, and his slender eyes were calm. He raised his long eyelashes slightly and answered her in a calm voice. “I was just passing by.” Passing by? For some reason, MuMian suddenly wanted to laugh. “All right, then let’s say you were passing by.” The girl’s voice…

Pushing the glass door, the wind bell is crisp and sweet. The boy raised his eyes slightly, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he refused with cold breath. “No need to.” MuMian raised her eyebrows, in a pleasant voice she said “Then you invite me.” The boy looked over, in an indifferent and cold expression….

The boy’s eyes flashed with joy, and he stuttered: “I… I invite you to watch a movie, may I?” The immature and shy big boy has a tight body and looks at the beautiful girl anxiously with his eyes. MuMian understood what’s going on. The girl curled her lips and smiled. Just when the boys…

She turned her head, and the boy at the counter held a thick book in his slender fingertips. He lowered his head, his profile is still perfect and exquisite, his long and thick eyelashes blink from time to time, like a nice little fan. The boy’s expression was focused, it seemed that the world had…

After the original owner went to college, many boys expressed their hearts to her, but none of them made her heartbeat. The boy became a thorn in her heart. She wanted to pull it out but it would hurt, and she didn’t want to pull it out until the original owner got old, and the…

For a long, long time, perhaps as long as Three Thousand Worlds, Lin Xinghe clearly remembers MuMian’s favorite flower. “Ding–“ The bell echoed through the school; the original quiet school immediately became noisy. The bookstore in front of the school is also lively. There was a tall figure standing in front of the counter of…