Sheng Zhiyan just went to get the magazine, looked at the catalog casually, and said: "The titles of these novels are so literary and artistic."

"The published novel is like this."

Mo Bai thought for a while, pointed to an article in the catalog and said, "I like this one better."

Sheng Zhiyan subconsciously turned to that page, "Then I'll take a look too."

Mo Bai blinked and smiled involuntarily.

It turns out that it feels so good to be cared about by Sheng Zhiyan.

Sheng Zhiyan scanned the article at a glance, and it was a short article.

It's about campus literature, it's a clichéd story about a schoolmaster falling in love with a schoolboy, and then being assisted by the schoolboy to go to Tsinghua University.

It seems to be a very ordinary short essay, and even a bit of cool writing is mixed in it.

Sheng Zhiyan asked, "Why do you like this article?"

"Hmm..." Mo Bai seemed to be reading a paragraph of text very seriously. He came over early and stared at the magazine, as if he didn't notice the too close distance between the two of them.

He seemed to react for a while, and then said: "This article describes delicate emotions, and I have a little resonance."

In the story, the teacher asks the bully girl to help the scumbag one-on-one.During this process, the boy silently fell in love with the girl, stopped being naughty, and showed a little more respect for learning.

"I like to grow in my heart, like bamboo shoots after rain, willow buds that twitch. When I find it, it doesn't just pop out."

Mo Bai's magnetic voice read out the sentences in the article, and the gentle breath brushed against his ears, Sheng Zhiyan trembled.

As soon as she turned her head, Mobai's lips brushed her forehead, and both of them were taken aback.

The two looked at each other, Mo Bai suddenly had an impulse, bent down slightly, and said, "I think, post it again."

Sheng Zhiyan only saw his Adam's apple rolling, and a bewitching voice came from her ear. She raised her head, and suddenly felt that the distance between the two was too close, but she didn't want to escape, she was willing to sink.

The girl stood on tiptoe, lightly pressed her forehead against his lips, then blinked and asked, "Do you want more?"

Mo Bai felt a little hot on his lips, maybe his whole body was hot.

Sheng Zhiyan is still waiting for his answer.

Mobai's heart seemed to be hit, he closed his eyes, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Enough, this is good."

After Sheng Zhiyan finished reading the magazine, he thought it was just some ordinary love stories, so he put it back on the bookcase and didn't care about it anymore.

Mo Bai was sitting next to her and reading other magazines, when he suddenly asked, "Do you have any favorite articles?"

Sheng Zhiyan shook his head and said his favorite type.

She likes vigorous love stories, and the stories in this magazine are too small and long.

After listening to her thoughts, Mo Bai pondered for himself——

vigorous?

Then is he going to get closer to this?
While he was thinking, Sheng Zhiyan carried the quilt upstairs and spread it on the mahogany sofa.

She said, "Mobai, can I rest on your leg for a while?"

Mo Bai did not hesitate, nodded, and then realized: "Are you relying on... my leg?"

"I can't rely on my own legs either."

Sheng Zhiyan sat on the sofa, glanced at Mo Bai, and said, "You can refuse, I'm used to it."

Mo Bai felt a pain in his heart for some reason, and immediately said, "I didn't refuse."

And patted his thigh, "Come on."

Sheng Zhiyan tentatively leaned forward.

The moment she leaned forward, she said: "Mobai, if you just have a good impression, you can't do this."

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