I also want to fall in love

"Okay, I'll go home." Feng Boting didn't bother, sighed, stood up and made a gesture to leave.

"Wait."

Fengboting turned back in surprise, looked at Xu Erge, with surprise in his eyes: "You changed your mind, didn't you? I knew you were a good person!"

"No, you forgot to take your things." Xu Erge pointed to the bag, opened the door after speaking, entered the room, and closed the door behind his back.

turned off...

Feng Bo Ting stood alone at the door, dumbstruck, and at the silent stairway, there was a sound of "cuckoo" who was hungry.

Holy crap, ruthless!

This Xu's second child is too irritating!

Raise his rent, must raise his rent! ! !

[Chapter 112.112 Three rags the size of a palm bring inspiration! ]

Has Hurgo eaten yet?

Of course I didn't eat it.

What do you eat in the cold drink shop?

But it's impossible for him to cook for Fengbo Ting, what's the matter, it's worth him wasting more than an hour cooking for her.

He is very busy, how can he have so much time to cook for a woman who is not even a friend.

To be gentle is to treat people and things.

Warm for everyone, that is the central air conditioner.

After Xu Erge finished his meal with instant noodles for more than ten minutes, he immediately went out without delay.

Alas, it's the clock again.

Today is another day when I need to paint for Oshima Ako-chan.

What clothes will she wear today?

Both anticipation and fear.

Expectation is human nature for beautiful things. Fear is the fear of nosebleeds.

"Today, wear this suit."

Ako Oshima took out a piece of clothing and showed it to Xu Erge.

[Oshima Yako: Social death value +666+66+66...]

With just one click, Xu Erge's heart felt as if he had been hit by a gunshot, and it felt so cold.

Before Xu Erge started to hold the pen, his hands began to shake like Parkinson's.

"Miss Oshima, you... can you find two more pieces of cloth to protect yourself?"

Xu Erge opened his mouth with great difficulty, only asking Oshima Ako to hear his words in his heart.

Can the piece of rag in Ako Oshima's hand be called clothes?

Forgive his ignorance, four thin suspenders, three pieces of flat cloth the size of a palm, other than that, nothing...

Three pieces of cloth the size of a palm, no matter where they are covered, are not enough at all!

"This is very good. It's the first time I've worn it for others to see. Xu Jun, you're lucky."

I'd rather not! ! !

Xu Erge was a little flustered, is Ako Oshima really going to wear these two pieces of rags?

Is it for him to have a nosebleed, or for him to squirt blood! ! !

"Miss Oshima, I'm not your boyfriend, nor your husband, don't you feel shy!!?"

"How could it not be..."

"I'll talk about it later, I have an inspiration!"

Ako Oshima suddenly said a word, then ran to the side, picked up the laptop and started typing crazily.

Fingers tapped the keyboard, and the rhythmic sound echoed in the quiet room.

Oshima Yako gradually entered the state, and the appearance of concentration, not to mention the huge contrast with just now.

At this moment, Xu Erge knew that his previous guess was correct, and Ako Oshima was indeed pursuing some kind of excitement...

It's like she opened an adult goods store for writing, Oshima Yako dressed like this in front of him, also for the pursuit of that exciting feeling, for the inspiration to write!

This tm is too dedicated!

But can you not drag me into the water, I can't stand it! ! !

Xu Erge sat on pins and needles, but gradually, he relaxed.

It's not time to draw yet, so don't be nervous...

This kind of waiting is not meaningless. Oshima Yako promised him that the time for painting will be included in the course time of the professor's hands-on work, which is 1 yuan per hour.

This is why Huergo can sit still.

Code it, I will always be your strong backing!

Having nothing to do, Xu Erge took out his mobile phone and swiped Huanggang.

The two of them had a tacit understanding of each other's well-being, and this good-for-nothing took more than two hours to pass.

Ako Oshima stretched her waist and let out a groan, showing a good figure with bumps and convexities at a glance, especially when the hem of the shirt was lifted up, revealing a smooth and flat belly.

There it is, vest line!

Hearing the sound, Xu Erge looked up, but he didn't look too much. He withdrew his gaze after just one glance, and returned his attention to the phone.

The question he is looking at has not been finished yet, and there are some essences in it, which he has not yet grasped.

The Huanggang dense scroll is indeed the eternal god!