Chapter 17 The vinegar that is not qualified to eat is the most sour.(2/2)
Each group is basically 99, not because they talk too much, but Lu Huaiyu basically never clicks to see it, and as he accumulates, there are only so many.
A small red dot appeared above Jian Qing's avatar, and Lu Huaiyu lifted up his eyelids and clicked in.
It was the message she sent yesterday.
Jian Qing: [That, I have something to do tomorrow afternoon, and the tutor wants to take a leave, can I?]
Jian Qing: [It does not affect the care of Mianm at night.]
“…”
After Lu Huaiyu finished reading it, his expression was faint, his eyes were lowered, half-clear, as if he didn't care.
I only replied to her two words, "Yes".
Jian Qing asked for an afternoon leave, just-
He was still given a dove.
The phone kept vibrating, and Pei Hao bounced several messages in succession.
Lu Huaiyu absent-mindedly played with his cell phone and clicked in.
Pei Hao: [Do you go to "disappear" at night? My buddy is fragile.]
Pei Hao: [I went to work today and gave a cup of coffee to my sister who came to participate in the original painting competition. As a result, she borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and gave Xia Jue.]
Pei Hao: [It's the one who I complain to you, who is so arrogant all day long.]
Pei Hao: [I'm so angry, I'll show you that sister, it's really nice. And I think it seems familiar, I have seen it somewhere. It must be fate that let us meet today!]
When Lu Huaiyu saw this, he was no longer patient. He was about to exit WeChat when he saw the photos loaded in circles.
Most of the photos are white base images, with only a small portrait in the lower right corner.
Pei Hao was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and took advantage of the fact that the technical guy was debugging the sorting before the competition started.
After enlarging, the pixels are blurry, but you can still see the girl's bright and clean eyes, and her pupils are pitch black like a quiet pool, and she falls deeply into it.
The soft black hair was obediently tied behind the ears, and occasionally a strand fell down, brushing her soft and delicate side face, and her skin was so white that it was almost transparent.
She pursed her lips, her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and she looked at the screen intently, as if she was seriously considering how to use the pen and make pictures.
It seemed as if the whole person was immersed in pure white, creating and reshaping her artistic world bit by bit.
Lu Huaiyu stared at the photo for a long time, and after a while, he turned off and returned to the chat interface.
Slide the screen downwards and read the message Pei Hao just sent again.
On the second message, my eyes stayed for a long time.
Chapter completed!