[Tutor] The stunner picked up by the chairman

Always feel so boring.

The purple phoenix eyes looked at the blue sky, and the streamer turned.

A yellow bird flew to his fingertips, and the wind gently blew its fluffy feathers, as if coquettish to its master, it pecked the master's white hand a few times. .

Skylark narrowed his eyes.

"Oh? Stop clinging to that guy?"

"......."

Yundou couldn't make a sound, and pecked his hand a few more times, but with different strengths.

Skylark didn't pay much attention.

It was eerily quiet on the empty rooftop.

Make all sounds very clear, and feel like listening to the sounds of the world in a trance.

The waves are turbulent or the water is ruthless, time has passed, and people have gradually changed, but he can't resist himself.

half an hour.

An unusually loud voice came from the stairs.

"Lambo stop!"

"I can't catch up with Yiping!"

Skylark stood up slowly, and cast a sharp gaze towards the source of the sound, but a purple bazooka greeted him and took him in.

Pink smoke blindfolded her eyes.

Lan Bo looked at his ten-year rocket launcher in fear.

Now I'm in big trouble, that person is... Skylark! !

The world in ten years.

early morning.

A ray of warm sunshine climbed onto the bed through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

When it hit the black-haired man's face, the glaring light was like an alarm clock, forcing people to wake up.

With one hand on his forehead, Yunque slowly opened his eyes, only to find that there was an extra woman on his bed.

But because he was carrying him behind his back, he could only see the woman's shoulder-length black hair, and couldn't identify who the woman was.

and many more.

I seem to have come ten years later.

Then.

Is it 31 years old?

Is that married?

Who is it?

Thinking, he turned over irritably.

"Skylark. What time is it?"

Maybe it was his movement that woke her up, the woman called him lazily.

Who is it?

Yunque's heart tightened inexplicably, and he listened carefully to the woman's voice, trying to get a clue about his identity.However, the voice was not familiar.

The woman turns around.

The hair covered most of her face, only revealing a pair of emerald green pupils looking at him, Skylark turned her head.

Slightly startled.

The faces of the people around him were circling in my mind for a moment, but in the end I couldn't find a face that could overlap with the woman in front of me.

Black hair and green eyes?

Then.

this woman!who is it?

"your name?"

The green pupil was suddenly cold.

no answer.

The woman kicked Skylark under the bed, shook her messy hair, tied it up with a rubber band, and revealed a cold face.

Finally, the woman's face can be seen clearly.

Unfortunately.

"boom----"

The time of 5 minutes is up, most of which are spent in a daze and thinking.I don't know anything about the identity of a woman, and somehow travel through time, return to the real world inexplicably, and learn about this speechless future inexplicably.

reality.

Thousands of sunlight interweave into a world of light.

The breeze is blowing head-on with the breath of spring, and the bright sunshine makes the newly grown green teeth extraordinarily green.

Under the fine weather, Yunque stood on the roof with a constipated expression on his face.

The person who wanted to report some trivial matters shrank back in fright.

Isn't the person who married him the one who made his heart beat for the first time?

What will happen?

Raising his head, Skylark thought dully.

------

Lucerne, who was reading a book while walking, yawned.

Wiping his nose needlessly, he continued to flip through the book, walking comfortably under the bright spring light.

What to teach that child today.

Standing in front of the gorgeous independent villa, Lucerne clenched the book in his hand.

Since the last time I told him to teach him ninjutsu with a perfect score in the test, he really gave her a perfect score in the test.

Rubbing his temples, Lucerne suddenly felt a little headache.

"Why don't you go in?"

A male magnetic voice sounded from behind, with a gentle tone.

Lucerne turned his head and met a pair of green eyes.

It was no longer as cold as it first appeared.

Eerily soft.

The pure white shirt is too clean.

Lucerne thought for a moment that this man might have a cleanliness habit.

Averting her eyes, she hugged the book, pushed open the heavy door, and said slowly.

"It's nothing."

Sudden--

A hand rubbed her head.

Out of conditioned reflex, Lucerne immediately slapped the man's hand off with a book.

"Sorry, I don't like people touching me suddenly."

After apologizing softly, Lucerne bowed to him before quickly turning around and walking in.

Withdrawing the aching hand, seeing the red mark on the hand in the afterglow of his eyes, the man evoked an intriguing smile.

- so slow!

In the wide backyard, the little ghost shouted dissatisfiedly.

The author has something to say: it should be merged with the previous chapter.

Well, think about it.