In the early morning, the sunlight that had just poked its head and fell into Ye Xiaofeng's room from the window. Su Muxue was pillowing on Ye Xiaofeng's arm, holding Ye Xiaofeng's neck with one arm, as if she was holding the puppy she usually hugged when she sleeps.

A fair, slender, round legs were exposed from the thin towel quilt that intersected with red and yellow, and were placed on Ye Xiaofeng. The posture was very indecent, and the white pants were exposed.

Last night, Su Muxue did not return to her room and stayed in Ye Xiaofeng's room. The two of them were intimate for a while and never broke the relationship. In order not to make Ye Xiaofeng uncomfortable, Su Muxue shyly served Ye Xiaofeng in that special way. Then, the two of them fell asleep after a while.

The ringing of the biological clock in his head made Ye Xiaofeng wake up naturally. Seeing the beauty in his arms, Ye Xiaofeng smiled on his face. He took the phone at the head of the bed and saw that it was 6:50. Then, he shook Su Muxue and said, "Xue'er, it's time to get up."

Su Muxue opened her eyes and looked at Ye Xiaofeng. Her eyes were a little dull, then closed her eyes and continued to sleep. However, she only slept for one minute. Her eyes suddenly opened and then sat up. The cute and erect roundness on her chest shook gently. The man's desire in the early morning was already quite strong. At this time, she was stimulated by Su Muxue, and the pillar of the sky was extremely hard.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen enough last night?" Seeing Ye Xiaofeng staring at her constantly, Su Muxue glared at Ye Xiaofeng coquettishly and said, then put on her clothes.

"Of course I haven't seen enough, I can't see enough in my whole life." Ye Xiaofeng looked at Su Muxue and said seriously.

After hearing this, Su Muxue gave Ye Xiaofeng a white look, then walked out of the bed, put on his shoes, turned his head and asked Ye Xiaofeng to put on his clothes quickly, and then walked out.

Looking at Su Muxue's back as she walked out, Ye Xiaofeng smiled, and after lying for a while, he got up. After packing up his things, the two ate some simple fruits, bread, drank a bag of milk, and took the bus to school.

As before, Danalan came early. When Ye Xiaofeng entered the classroom, Danalan was already sitting in her seat, holding the ancient poem she often read in her hand and looked at it with relish.

When Ye Xiaofeng came to her, she moved the wooden stool forward half a minute and asked Ye Xiaofeng to walk behind her. Since the space between rows was not very large, Ye Xiaofeng inevitably had contact with her body when he walked behind her.

A faint fragrance floated out from her body, which Ye Xiaofeng could usually smell, but today's fragrance made people feel an unexciting charm. He resisted the throbbing in his heart. Ye Xiaofeng walked to his seat and took out the English book. The first section was an English class.

At this time, Danalan frowned slightly, but she stretched out instantly. When Ye Xiaofeng walked over from behind her, she rubbed her body, making her feel a strange feeling, the feeling was indescribable.

If it were usual, she would stand up and let Ye Xiaofeng walk over. But today, she was in a good state because she was reading a book and didn't want to interrupt her, so she didn't stand up. She didn't expect Ye Xiaofeng to touch her body. Of course, she knew that the other party did not mean it. If it were in the past, Ye Xiaofeng wouldn't know how many times had he died. However, at this time, if she wanted to integrate into the life of ordinary people, she had to endure everything and abandon her noble mentality.

"Your heart is in chaos." Danalan said calmly. When Ye Xiaofeng passed by her, he smelled the soul-sucking fragrance, and his heart was a little throbbing, but he was still suppressed. The fragrance had an urge to make people want to smell it deeply.

"How do you know that my heart is in chaos?" Ye Xiaofeng asked in surprise.

"When you walked past me just now, you took a deep breath. Deep breathing usually occurs in two situations, one is chest tightness and the other is to calm down." Danalan analyzed rationally, and her tone was still so dull. "Do you men be moved when you see beautiful women?"

Ye Xiaofeng was stunned. He didn't expect that Danalan would suddenly ask this question. However, he still replied: "Everyone loves beauty. If you don't get moved when you see a beautiful woman, you won't be a normal man, but being moved and loving are different."

"I know that none of men is a good thing. Because of this, men's hearts are too fickle." Danalan said. Instead of turning her head, she looked at the book calmly.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaofeng was a little unhappy and retorted: "The women are not the same, but they are not the same as they see a handsome man."

"I'm not." Danalan replied.

"If you are not, it cannot mean that other women are not. There are good men, bad men, good women, bad women in this world." Ye Xiaofeng said, feeling that Danalan was a little extreme.

No wonder she always looked cold and never smiled. She must have been hurt by that person, Ye Xiaofeng thought to herself.

"May I ask, how do you explain this sentence?" At this time, Danalan moved the book to Ye Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaofeng looked at her, she was holding a Chinese textbook, and this book was Ye Xiaofeng. He saw that Danalan had no books, so he certainly needed help as a sitting person, so he spoke to her and you would pick up the book you want to read.

After looking at the contents on the tree, he found that Danalan was reading "The Book of Songs. Rogue". Ye Xiaofeng was a little surprised. He did not expect that Danalan would be interested in ancient Chinese poetry and lyrics. In the past few days, Danalan has either read poetry or lyrics.

At this time, Danalan stretched out a delicate jade finger as white as a piece of onion onion, pointing to a line of words: The mulberry leaves have not fallen, and its leaves are fertile, and she sighs, and there is no food for mulberries.

Ye Xiaofeng patiently said the meaning of this sentence. After hearing this, Danalan still looked very confused, "What is the relationship between these mulberries and turtle doves and men and women?"

"I heard that turtle doves will get intoxicated by eating too much mulberries, and women are easily trapped in the whirlpool of love. This is a warning to women not to believe in love too much." Ye Xiaofeng explained.

After hearing this, Danalan nodded, her eyes slightly confused, "The ancient Chinese poems are really difficult to understand, but I like them very much." She said.

"This is very good. Women should not believe in love too much, otherwise they will be hurt. These men are so bad." Danalan said lightly.

"These are just some special cases. You can go and take a look at Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi" in Song Ci. After reading this, you will know that there is still a man of infatuated love." Ye Xiaofeng said, then he took out the other Chinese document from the table and handed it to Danalan.

Maybe it was because of talking about ancient poems. Danalan said too much, and asked Ye Xiaofeng from time to time that the meaning of the poem was. Ye Xiaofeng of course tried his best to explain, and the relationship between the two has been closer. Although her words are still cold, at least she doesn't treat Ye Xiaofeng like she doesn't treat anyone else.

Su Muxue, who was sitting behind Ye Xiaofeng, could hear the two people discussing the poems, and of course she would not be jealous, but the others did not think so. Seeing Ye Xiaofeng and Danalan talking nonstop, almost every boy in the class was very jealous. Of course, Yin Zhiming was the most important, and there was a huge hatred hidden deep in his eyes.
Chapter completed!