"Seeing that you are sincere, I'll let you go today." After saying that, Xiaoxiao looked up and saw Wei Ya.
Early spring in Shanghai is the coldest day of the year. Even so, Wei Ya is still dressed in a beautiful and attractive outfit: white turtleneck sweater, red plaid skirt, and patent leather boots.
Wei Ya's style of loving beauty all year round earned her a nickname: Wei's Mary Sue.
What is a Mary Sue? The explanation on Baidu is: The heroine is very beautiful, very powerful, very awesome, and can instantly kill all male animals from 3 to 83 years old. Handsome guys are even more infatuated with her like moths to a flame.
Live for her, die for her, live or die for her.
If you take Mary Sue as your goal, you must not save money on your wardrobe. You must wear at least one new set of clothes every day.
At this point, Wei Ya is definitely qualified.
It's been almost two months since school started, and she hasn't seen Wei Ya wearing the same clothes.
Therefore, as soon as Wei Ya appeared on the stage, the eyes of the boys in the classroom were very unified, including Li Ruiyang next to her.
Li Ruiyang looked away from Wei Ya and said to her: "Xiaoxiao, I haven't seen you wearing a skirt yet."
"Skirts and smiles are not unique to the same country. In short, I am not suitable for that kind of tender dress." She replied calmly.
"You will. One day, you will wear a dress for your sweetheart." Li Ruiyang paused and did not continue. For more than a year, he liked Xiaoxiao's liveliness, generosity, and humor, but he always had nothing to do with her.
Don't talk.
But, could this be called love between a man and a woman? He didn't know.
Xiaoxiao glanced at Li Ruiyang secretly, and he looked very thoughtful.
She knows that men like girls who wear skirts, like fashionable and beautiful girls, like gentle girls, and like girls who are cute and cute.
But, there is no way to make her change for a man!
At least, she hasn't fallen in love with Li Ruiyang that much yet.
Maybe if you are truly in love, you won’t care about anything.
However, before that, it was better for her to just be herself.
Just when she was thinking wildly, a tingling female voice sounded above her head: "Ruiyang, can you sit next to me? I have something to ask you."
She looked up and saw that the person speaking was Ming Lili, the vice president of the student union and the beauty of the school.
"What's the matter?" Li Ruiyang asked.
"Oh, it's about the student union." Ming Lili replied.