musical genius playful girl

Chapter 164
"What else can I do, of course I picked it up." Han Ziyun drooped her eyes, answering her idiot-like question, her expression full of contempt.

"But, it fell on the ground and became dirty." Li Xiaoyu said with some concern.

"Oh, by the way, I remember that you don't want the things you dropped on the ground anymore, okay, I'll get them for you." Han Ziyun said and walked over to pick up the money on the ground.

"Hey..." Li Xiaoyu watched Han Ziyun pick up the money anxiously, her gaze following her hand.

"I... I didn't say no." Li Xiaoyu swallowed as she looked at the hundred yuan that Han Ziyun was putting into her wallet.

Han Ziyun's hand holding the money stopped suddenly: "No... I clearly remember that you never want the things you drop on the ground again."

Han Ziyun looked at her inexplicably, but saw her pull out a handkerchief from her pocket: "This money...I want more."

With that said, Li Xiaoyu snatched the money from Han Ziyun through the handkerchief.

Han Ziyun's hand still kept the movement of stuffing money into the wallet. Half of the money went into the wallet, but Li Xiaoyu took it back. She turned her head curiously and asked her: "Xiaoyu, if Tianqi walks? When I was in bed, I accidentally fell to the ground, do you still want him?"

Li Xiaoyu, who was wiping coins with a handkerchief, was taken aback suddenly: "Huh?"

After being absent-minded for a long time, he asked again: "You mean...he didn't really fall down, did he?"

Li Xiaoyu was shocked.

"..." Han Ziyun's face was blackened suddenly, and she was quite speechless. Is this so serious?

"Ah, it's eight o'clock. I'm going to take a shower. If I don't take a shower, it will be too late." After speaking, Li Xiaoyu picked up the bath products and ran out of the dormitory.

Eight o'clock is too late?Yes, because every time Li Xiaoyu takes a bath for two hours, every time she rubs her whole body until it turns red, and——

"Oh, Zi Yun, my hands are peeling again."

"You deserve it, who told you to wash it for so long." Han Ziyun rolled her eyes.

Li Xiaoyu pouted: "I don't want to, but I always feel that the washing is not clean enough."

"Oh, don't you think you are dirty? Every day you rub yourself red like a pig that has plucked its hair." Han Ziyun lay on the quilt on the bed, and put her hands in front of her face after speaking, thinking that one would fly over Pillows or something, but nothing.

Li Xiaoyu turned around sadly, looked at Han Ziyun and said nothing.

Standing in front of the dormitory window, I don’t know when it started to rain. The raindrops hit the luxuriant sycamore leaves outside, making a rustling sound, like a sad serenade.

"What should Tianqi and I do?"

Han Ziyun looked at Li Xiaoyu's lonely and helpless back in front of the window, silently did not speak...

in the boys dormitory,
On the same rainy night, in front of the same window, Li Tianqi has also stood there for a long time.

He looked into the deep night, as if the sorrow in his heart could slowly be diffused in the sad and rainy night...

The magnificent hall of the villa is spacious and bright.

Wang Xiaoya sat quietly on the white sofa, gently stirring the hot milk in the exquisite ceramic cup, the milk was overflowing...

In a corner of the white U-shaped sofa, Zhang Qian was leaning slightly, with her legs crossed, flipping through a book with a white cover. The book was thick and exuded a faint fragrance of ink...

But their thoughts don't seem to be in the milk, nor in the words, because she has never drank the milk, and her book has always been that page, and their thoughts seem to have been melted in the sound of the rain...

On the radiant dance floor, Li Tianqi and Zhang Qian were twirling...

"Hello..." During the day, a long-lost and warm voice came from the phone, and Zhang Qian couldn't help crying.

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