"You are not here to read a book or something?"

Because in the library, Chu Ci's voice was suppressed a little low, with a little confusion, his fingertips pulled the rope at the corner of his clothes, turning around to play unconsciously.

Attracted by Chu Ci's small movements, Feng Luo stared at it for a long while, then responded dullly.

Of course not for reading.

He glanced at the bookshelves around him, sneered at the corner of his lips, and the moles of tears on the corners of his eyes seemed to be somewhat mocking.

It seems that I am quite disliked for this theory class, and I don't see it in my eyes.

After all, when he was a child, he lived in that kind of place. He had no other choice but to get up with his fist. These messy books and knowledge can make people live in that unreasonable place?

There may be some ways to cope with it once or twice, too much?

When it comes to such a place, isn't it more respectful of ability?

So for the library, very few people came.

After he finished laughing like this, Chu Ci patted his head slightly from behind.

The strength is not small, and it hurts.

Feng Luo didn't expect Chu Ci to be like this, and was suddenly shot forward by Chu Ci.

The corners of Feng Luo's lips twitched slightly, and he threw his thoughts aside, temporarily not letting himself think about these things that seemed to cause dissatisfaction from the senior sister.

Turning to look at Chu Ci's expression, looking at her white face and slightly raised brows, finally raised his hand and pushed the book in front of Chu Ci toward her again.

"Look, look."

Still like reading?

What kind of treasure is this for those theory teachers?

Feng Luo gave a soft tut.

Looking at Chu Ci, the azure blue eyes were slightly glowing.

Um... big baby? That is also his big baby.

Feng Luo put his hands on the table and lowered his head.

Glancing at Chu Ci.

Chu Ci had already turned a page, noticed his movement, and glanced at him sideways.

At the moment with a little smile, a little sultry gentle and gentle.

No, it's not sultry...it's him.

He didn't ask him whether he wanted to read a book.

Feng Luo averted his gaze, ignoring the confirming glances around him.

Probably because they are far apart, I have never seen such a combination, which makes people a little curious.

Feng Luo opened his interstellar network and glanced at Chu Ci next to him.

Seeing that her gaze had fallen on the page of the book, Feng Luo let out a sigh of relief.

Obviously knowing that he has set a personal mode, other people can't see the content he is browsing, but he still can't help but want to determine where Chu Ci's attention is.

I have already covered the number of posts I don’t know.

Feng Luo tapped his fingertips on the virtual keyboard.

Owner: This afternoon, the senior sister played games with me and sold me several times.

‘Lord, you finally showed up, and I found that you have been quite inactive recently. ’

‘What game to play? Simulated battlefield? My wife fights with me too, how do you feel like senpai? Yep? Sold you? Hahahahaha, deserve it! ’

‘Sold you? You see, I said that senior sister doesn't like you, right? ’

‘Hahahaha, I'm so laughing. ’

‘Finally wait for you to update, come on, talk about it, what dream did you have today? ’

‘Is it too tiring to train recently, I haven’t seen the host. ’

As soon as Feng Luo sent out his own words, he attracted many messages.