Chapter: 1451
Han Xiangzhu refused to let go: "I don't care, whoever makes you talk nonsense, you must accompany me. Otherwise, you will not be my good friend!"
Wang Ling pulled her hand back hard: "Auntie, please forgive me. I am shaking all over when I see Lu Xueshen's cold face. Xiangzhu is sorry, it's not that I don't help you, it's really an opponent. It’s too strong. Ask for your blessings!"
After speaking, Wang Ling stepped on her short legs and ran out of the study room in a hurry.
Han Xiangzhu shook his fist at her back: "I am ungrateful, don't want me to help you again in the future!"
Then, thinking of Lu Zixun behind her, she turned a little discouraged, lowered her head and came to him: "Well, Brother Zixun, I was wrong! Don't be angry."
At this time, Lu Zixun had already helped her tidy up everything in her schoolbag.
Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, holding her arms around her chest, waiting for her!
Seeing her walk down to her in despair, she apologized, and her brows were raised unconsciously: "You are wrong? What's wrong? Why don't I know?"
Han Xiangzhu stared at his toes, feeling a little unhappy.
What kind of person, really, she was stingy and angry because of a lollipop, and now she bowed her head to apologize, but he put it on the shelf.
However, although she was very upset in her heart, she did not dare to show it on the surface, she could only pretend to say with regret: "I shouldn't transfer the lollipop that I want to give Yang Fan to you. I was wrong. I should do it again. I went to buy you a lollipop specially."
Seeing her extremely reluctant, but tangled expression that had to force herself to apologize, Lu Zixun almost burst out laughing. In order to cover up his smile, Lu Zixun coughed slightly and pointed to the position beside him: "Just know that you are wrong, come and sit down!"
Hearing his voice seemed to ease a lot, Han Xiangzhu hurried over and sat beside him like a good baby: "Brother Zi Xun, are you not angry anymore?"
Lu Zixun glanced at her pink cheeks, the traces of nails on her cheeks had disappeared long ago: "Well, but I am still a little unhappy. You must do something for me. In that case, I might be in the mood. Will get better."
"What's the matter?" Han Xiangzhu looked curious.
Lu Zixun took out a bunch of keys from his backpack, took a fine nail clipper from it, and stuffed it into Han Xiangzhu's hand.
Then stretched out his slender palm.
Han Xiangzhu looked blank: "What are you doing for me with a nail clipper?"
Lu Zixun closed his eyes and sighed silently: "Xiangzhu, I really doubt how you got good grades in other subjects. Of course you can cut your nails for you."
"Oh, oh, that's it! I'm sorry! Zixun, I just thought of it."
As she said, she hurriedly held Lu Zixun's palm, an eighteen-year-old boy, with a white palm that was broad, slender and well-knotted. Her hand looked thinner and thinner against this big hand.
She lowered her head, carefully grasped one of his fingers, gently squeezed the nail clippers, and slowly cut off the excess nails.
The movements are very careful and the expression is serious. It's like carving a work of art, and it's like pruning a precious flower.
Lu Zixun leaned on the back of the chair and watched her silently. At this time, there were only two of them left in the huge study room.
The last afterglow of the setting sun has gone, and the self-study room is brightly lit, and time seems to have stopped at this time.
After about five minutes, Han Xiangzhu finally succeeded in helping Lu Zixun cut ten fingers.
She heaved a sigh of relief: "Brother Zi Xun, this is always okay! We--"
As soon as she looked up, she fell unsuspectingly into a pair of pure eyes that looked like a deep pool. She clearly saw her figure in the pure pool of water.
Unexpectedly, there was a feeling of emotion that I had never had before. It was crisp and numb, like clear spring water slowly flowing through, and like a piece of flower falling off by a warm wind. JrNovels.com
Wang Ling pulled her hand back hard: "Auntie, please forgive me. I am shaking all over when I see Lu Xueshen's cold face. Xiangzhu is sorry, it's not that I don't help you, it's really an opponent. It’s too strong. Ask for your blessings!"
After speaking, Wang Ling stepped on her short legs and ran out of the study room in a hurry.
Han Xiangzhu shook his fist at her back: "I am ungrateful, don't want me to help you again in the future!"
Then, thinking of Lu Zixun behind her, she turned a little discouraged, lowered her head and came to him: "Well, Brother Zixun, I was wrong! Don't be angry."
At this time, Lu Zixun had already helped her tidy up everything in her schoolbag.
Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, holding her arms around her chest, waiting for her!
Seeing her walk down to her in despair, she apologized, and her brows were raised unconsciously: "You are wrong? What's wrong? Why don't I know?"
Han Xiangzhu stared at his toes, feeling a little unhappy.
What kind of person, really, she was stingy and angry because of a lollipop, and now she bowed her head to apologize, but he put it on the shelf.
However, although she was very upset in her heart, she did not dare to show it on the surface, she could only pretend to say with regret: "I shouldn't transfer the lollipop that I want to give Yang Fan to you. I was wrong. I should do it again. I went to buy you a lollipop specially."
Seeing her extremely reluctant, but tangled expression that had to force herself to apologize, Lu Zixun almost burst out laughing. In order to cover up his smile, Lu Zixun coughed slightly and pointed to the position beside him: "Just know that you are wrong, come and sit down!"
Hearing his voice seemed to ease a lot, Han Xiangzhu hurried over and sat beside him like a good baby: "Brother Zi Xun, are you not angry anymore?"
Lu Zixun glanced at her pink cheeks, the traces of nails on her cheeks had disappeared long ago: "Well, but I am still a little unhappy. You must do something for me. In that case, I might be in the mood. Will get better."
"What's the matter?" Han Xiangzhu looked curious.
Lu Zixun took out a bunch of keys from his backpack, took a fine nail clipper from it, and stuffed it into Han Xiangzhu's hand.
Then stretched out his slender palm.
Han Xiangzhu looked blank: "What are you doing for me with a nail clipper?"
Lu Zixun closed his eyes and sighed silently: "Xiangzhu, I really doubt how you got good grades in other subjects. Of course you can cut your nails for you."
"Oh, oh, that's it! I'm sorry! Zixun, I just thought of it."
As she said, she hurriedly held Lu Zixun's palm, an eighteen-year-old boy, with a white palm that was broad, slender and well-knotted. Her hand looked thinner and thinner against this big hand.
She lowered her head, carefully grasped one of his fingers, gently squeezed the nail clippers, and slowly cut off the excess nails.
The movements are very careful and the expression is serious. It's like carving a work of art, and it's like pruning a precious flower.
Lu Zixun leaned on the back of the chair and watched her silently. At this time, there were only two of them left in the huge study room.
The last afterglow of the setting sun has gone, and the self-study room is brightly lit, and time seems to have stopped at this time.
After about five minutes, Han Xiangzhu finally succeeded in helping Lu Zixun cut ten fingers.
She heaved a sigh of relief: "Brother Zi Xun, this is always okay! We--"
As soon as she looked up, she fell unsuspectingly into a pair of pure eyes that looked like a deep pool. She clearly saw her figure in the pure pool of water.
Unexpectedly, there was a feeling of emotion that I had never had before. It was crisp and numb, like clear spring water slowly flowing through, and like a piece of flower falling off by a warm wind. JrNovels.com
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