white moon messenger

Xu Baibai went around arresting people with a powder puff. The girls have their own way of dressing up, but the boys are not so happy.

Many boys complained: "We don't show our faces, forget it..."

Xu Baibai felt it made sense and nodded, so he turned around and went to arrest Xie Qingfeng and others who were about to show their faces.

Xie Qingfeng hugged the black skirt, his whole face was miserable, and he didn't even want to hide.

What is makeup, women's clothing is scary!

When he asked Xu Baibai yesterday, Xu Baibai told him in a mysterious way: "The clothes... are black."

Xie Qingfeng was looking forward to some cool black suit all night, thinking that he would wear some handsome clothes that would fascinate thousands of girls, but what happened?

No black suit, but a sexy little black dress!

Xu Baibai roared: "Why haven't you changed it for a long time!"

Xie Qingfeng raised his head slowly, with the appearance of a strong man breaking his wrist: "I was thinking, which one should I choose, class honor or the right to choose a spouse for three years in high school?"

Xu Baibai folded his hands, and said helplessly: "Originally, I planned that you and Youyou would both wear little white dresses, but when I wanted one black and one white, there would be a contrast, right? Youyou is suitable for white pure desire style, so I can only sacrifice You come to wear black, don't be angry."

Xie Qingfeng roared in his heart, is this a matter of color!

Xu Baibai sighed again: "Youyou's clothes are her own, and I found yours after a lot of hard work. Your size is hard to find."

Xie Qingfeng was numb: "I refuse, I have my human rights!"

Xu Baibai yelled at his head, "Fuck, this is what you promised yourself before!"

Xie Qingfeng was single-handedly killed, defeated, and finally compromised. Before leaving, he gave He Xiao a pitiful look.

Unexpectedly, that guy He Xiao still had a hint of excitement in his eyes, he looked like he was watching a good show, and Xie Qingfeng became even more angry.

However, Xu Baibai watched He Xiao raise the puff in his hand, and He Xiao "declined" to go to Duan Jingzhi and ran away.

Qin Zhun fiddled with Wen You's hair. Wen You's hair was soft and smooth. Qin Zhun took a strand and played with it in his hand, wrapping it around his slender fingers.

Wen You wore a white dress, just like the day of the school report, but today, Wen You has been well-groomed, with a little makeup on his face, bright eyes and white teeth, eyebrows like distant daisy, and a gentle smile that is touching.

Qin Zhun fiddled with Wen You's broken hair again, and accidentally discovered the scar on Wen You's forehead.

Wen You suddenly became alert, and hurriedly lowered his hair to cover up.

……

At this time, Wen You was already in the sixth grade, and An Yan was about five years old.

Wen You came home from school in the scorching sun at noon, and when she opened the door, she saw An Yan sitting on the cushion in the living room playing with building blocks, she wiped off the sweat, leaned over and squatted aside to watch her play, "Yanyan, are you playing with building blocks? is it fun?"

"Father, mother, Yanyan." A tall thing was built on the ground, which should be a house, and there were three Kamijou building blocks in front of it, and An Yan introduced them to her one by one.

Wen You asked, "Where's sister?"

"No sister." An Yan looked at her unkindly, and pushed her with her mouth curled up: "Mine, I won't let you play."

The child's nonsense words poked a little spot in Wen You's heart, and the grievance and jealousy that had been buried in his heart for a long time rushed to his heart. For some reason, Wen You bypassed her and made An Yan beautiful with his hands. The building block house was knocked down, and the three strips in front of the house were buried in the ruins.

At that moment, Wen You felt a strange sense of satisfaction in her heart, but she quickly realized that this was wrong, what did she do?

An Yan had already let go of her mouth and started to cry.

Wen You knelt on the cushion and wanted to restore the house for her: "I'm sorry, Yanyan, my sister will help you build it, please, don't cry..." Wen You's voice was trembling, and he looked at the crying sister in front of him , Guilt took over.

Wenyou, how can you be so bad?She is a younger sister, she is still young...you have to tolerate her...

In a panic, An Yan grabbed a building block and threw it at Wen You, and the corner of the building block hit Wen You's forehead.

Wen You exclaimed, feeling the stinging pain, and covered his forehead.

Xu Weizhong rushed out of the kitchen after hearing the sound. Seeing this farce, Wen You was still carrying her schoolbag, kneeling on the ground with her back facing her, while An Yan was sitting on the ground crying, with her own eyes scattered in front of her. Give her the newly bought blocks.

"Wen You, how many times have I told you that when my sister plays with toys, let her play obediently. How old is she? You make trouble for me all day long!" Xu Weizhong has also been exhausted these days, hearing An Yan's crying and having a headache , the anger came up at once.

Xu Weizhong hugged An Yan and coaxed her carefully, An Yan hugged Xu Weizhong's neck and cried out of breath: "Sister... push the house..."

Xu Wei is about to go crazy: "I'm going to be in junior high school, and I know I'm bullying my sister and making trouble for me when I come back, and I'm going to take the graduation exam. Look at your grades, how much did you get back in the last exam? Really? It's not that I want to talk about you, you are such a big sister?"

Wen You just turned his back to her and tightly protected his forehead, without looking at her. She closed her eyes, and the warmth in her eyes kept gushing out.

Xu Weizhong carried An Yan back to the room, the living room was empty, only Wen You was left alone, and the laughter of An Yan and Xu Weizhong could still be faintly heard in the room.

I'm sorry, mom, don't dislike me, don't want me...

Wen You hid in the room, closed the door to isolate herself in a small space, and she was the only one.

There was a slight coolness coming from the forehead, Wen You looked for the mirror only to find that there was a bloodstain on his forehead, Wen You froze in place with fright, feeling cold all over.

Thick curtains cut out the sunlight, making the room dark.

Look, you in the mirror are crying.

……

The team of Class [-] drove into the playground. The whole opening ceremony started from the first year of high school and ended in the third year of high school. It was the sports meeting of the high school, and the junior high school just came to watch.

Wen You and Xu Baibai each carried the struggling Xie Qingfeng to the side of the queue.

Xie Qingfeng said with nothing to love: "My right to choose a spouse for three years in high school..."

Wen You felt a chill behind him, and said in his heart, He Xiao is beside him, he is going to die.

Xie Qingfeng wore a long black skirt that reached down to the calf. Although he looked thin, he had the same muscles that a normal boy should have. It didn't feel out of place when he put on the skirt, but the muscles on his arms were too tight. highlighted.

Xu Baibai looked him up and down helplessly, and said, "Beauty, beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that you have this big chicken nugget."

Xie Qingfeng retorted: "Muscle! Not the kind you eat!"

The charming beauty was put on a big wavy wig, and Xu Baibai hooked up a touch of red lips for him, with delicate eyebrows and graceful demeanor.

Wen You had no choice but to persuade him: "If you are quieter and seriously make a vase, your right to choose a spouse might come back."

Xie Qingfeng was puzzled, but his eyes lit up: "Really?"

Wen You nodded solemnly: "Really, there are no seniors, there are quite a few..." Wen You couldn't help laughing, "Seniors and juniors bow down under your pomegranate skirt, don't they?"

Xu Baibai was about to die of joy.

Xie Qingfeng's face was already paralyzed.

Wen You clapped his hands: "Yes, that's it, Goddess Gao Leng, Flower of Gao Ling."

After speaking, Wen You quickly took refuge with Qin Zhun with a flower basket.

Xie Qingfeng smiled.

Wen You's hair was slightly curled by Xu Baibai. At this moment, the ends of the hair were curly and loose. When he dodged, a gust of wind was brought up, and it hit Qin Zhun's face.

Qin Zhun: ...

It was afternoon, the sun was very bright, Wen You covered his head and pulled Qin Zhun to hide in front of a tree beside him, Wen You looked at the endless sea of ​​people and muttered: "I took the exam when the weather was cooler a few days ago, now it's so hot." Half-dead games?"

Qin Zhun also changed his clothes at the moment, and looked at her indifferently.

Wen You smiled coquettishly, Qin Zhun was cosplayed by Xu Baibai as Kaito Kidd in "Detective Conan", Qin Zhun is tall and well-proportioned, and he looks a bit boyishly handsome in his outfits, Qin Zhun himself is There is a ruffian, so it attracts many little girls to look here.

Handsome is handsome, and the heat is also very hot. Under the scorching sun, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Qin Zhun's forehead. Wen You stood on tiptoe and lifted her hat slightly, and brushed away a stray strand of hair. Tucked it back.

The white skirt was swaying in the wind, Qin Zhun raised his hand, and with one click, he could wrap her waist around her and put her into his arms, but Qin Zhun stopped him.

Xu Baibai is recruiting two people.

Wen You stuck out his tongue helplessly, and said to Qin Zhun resignedly, "Let's go, laziness has been discovered."

Qin Zhun just said "hmm" lightly.

Qin Zhun held the class card and came to the front of the class. She was the class monitor. Although Xu Baibai had agreed to wear the cosplay costume, it was also the role of the mascot. She didn't belong to the performance, and she was happy at leisure.

On the other hand, Wen You and Xie Qingfeng were divided into one side of the team, carrying flower baskets in their hands, responsible for spreading flowers and sugar.

There are still a few classes performing in the front, and the seventh class is behind. Many people are already watching in the direction of the seventh class.

Wen You found it boring, so he teased Xie Qingfeng: "Look, your charm."

The cold-faced beauty turned her head and glanced at the class sitting on the playground, and then turned her head back. Not only did his move not stop others from watching him, but the auditorium was even more lively.

Xie Qingfeng: ...

Wen You slipped to the front of the line again on his small leather shoes, leaned against Qin Zhun, and acted coquettishly in a muffled voice: "Squad leader, please shield me from the sun with the class card."

Qin Zhun took a look at her, and didn't give her the class card, but changed his position just to block Wen You's enthusiasm.

The students in the front row staggered when they heard this sentence.

That's why Youshen was treated like this.

"Look! Grade [-], they are coming with loud steps..."

Wen You twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't hear the loud steps.

The neat team came to the front of the rostrum, and all the seventh class squatted down, leaving an open space. Xu Weizhong led a group of girls to dance in the center of the team. The music was popular songs first, which quickly ignited the scene.

At the same time, Wen You and Xie Qingfeng stood up and sprinkled flowers and candies in the auditorium, and the students in the front row cheerfully came to pick them up.

Wen You sprinkled a piece of sugar in a regular manner, while Xie Qingfeng was furious, and threw the sugar as a shot put, hitting the sophomore phalanx behind.

Many classes have begun to worry that the women's shot put event may be taken away by this classmate.

Qin Zhun was distracted, and glanced behind the bustling auditorium, Wen You was wearing a fluffy skirt, the long skirt covered his calves, Wen You was wearing white socks and black leather shoes, bent over, and put the petals in his hands Candy tossed.

A white bow was pinned to the back of his head, embellished with smooth black hair, and the hem of the skirt was against the light, Qin Zhun blinked.

Wen You is like a bottle of wine, Qin Zhun can't handle it.