"Well, okay."

Hongli jumped off the chair, took two steps back, jumped twice on the spot, and showed off her outfit to Hei Yang openly.

After all, a lot of thought was put into it, but it would still be a pity if no one could see it.

Hong Li had conflicting thoughts in her heart, she was afraid that people would see her, and she was afraid that no one would see her.

Fortunately, she still has Hei Yang. If she is in front of him, there will be no conflicts.

A man will die for the one who knows him, and a woman will look good for the one who pleases her.

Hongli suddenly thought of this sentence she had read in the book. For her, Hei Yang was both a close friend and a companion.

"How is it?"

Hong Li turned around a few times and looked at Hei Yang expectantly.

"Please tell me your praise for Hongli, no less than a thousand words."

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang sat up and hummed softly.

"Who can I look down upon with a thousand words!"

"Hehe."

Hongli smiled and said nothing. Hei Yang wanted to use gags to find the familiarity and comfort of getting along with each other, but she didn't want Hei Yang to treat her like a close friend now.

Hei Yang must make it clear that the girl standing in front of him now is the girl who will always be with him in the future.

Hongli is very good-looking, Hei Yang has always known this, but due to the other person's personality, Hei Yang always subconsciously ignores this.

Well, or he can say it more elegantly, such as I like your soul more than your appearance.

No matter how elegant it is, he likes it!

Who doesn’t like pretty and cute girls?

In fact, if you were to silence Hongli and just look at her appearance, you would think that she is a gentle, considerate, introverted and gentle young lady.

Well, it’s very confusing. I can only say that the genetic power of Hongli’s biological mother Lan Yuying is too strong, covering up her dark soul, ahem, he means, colorful soul!

The dress is light and the skin is white and tender.

A white skirt naturally gives off a fresh and elegant temperament to the person wearing it, and when worn on Hong Li, it complements each other even more, making her look dainty and cute. It is worthy of being made by Hei Yang himself!

The girl who looked at Fengyi Yuli stood there waiting for him to praise him. Hei Yang's brain was running rapidly, trying to make up a short composition that would satisfy Hong Li.

Well, I can’t go over and kneel down on one knee: You are my god, and I keep my short hair for you!

Ahem...

"That!"

Hei Yang suddenly stood up and walked over, putting his hands on Hong Li's shoulders and looking directly into her eyes.

"I'm going to start!"

"Ah this..."

Hong Li raised her head and looked at Hei Yang's aura of wanting to hit her. The corners of her mouth twitched and she said with a sneer: "Well, you go ahead and start. Actually, it's okay if you can't think of a thousand words. Haha, I will definitely forgive you."

"No, more than a thousand words, how can a thousand words express my feelings!"

Hei Yang looked serious: "Listen, Xiaoli, since the first time I saw you..."

"You have evil thoughts? So early!"

Hong Li was shocked.

Hei Yang: "Xiao Li..."

Hongli: "Ah?"

Hei Yang: "Shut up."

Hongli: "Ouch."

"..."

"..."

"Well, just like this, you are like a fairy who fell into the mortal world, flying to me with the long maple leaves. The fragrant late autumn of melons and fruits is just like our plain but still gorgeous youth..."

"Wait a minute!"

Hong Li's eyes flashed and she pointed out decisively.

"You have already used the metaphor of maple leaves in the previous diary, and I have not forgotten it!"

"Nonsense, you can't say the words I said a second time, right?"

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and was speechless.

"During the exam, each essay contains an example, a good word, a good sentence, etc., and it can be used over and over again about ten times.

Especially in boarding schools, it’s ridiculous that it’s easier to write about my teachers than about my family, as if my mother only sends me to the hospital in the middle of the night and gives me an umbrella when it rains..."

"Okay, okay..."

Hongli sighed.

"Then you go ahead."

"Why are you continuing? The brewing feelings have been interrupted by you!"

The black sun reveals its dead fish eyes.

"Besides, it's already over a thousand words, isn't it?"

"Uh, I didn't count..."

Hongli answered truthfully.

"That's enough!"

Hei Yang affirmed.

"That's OK."

Hong Li smiled, but the next moment her smile froze and turned into panic. Her body's center of gravity suddenly changed, and she was suddenly picked up by Hei Yang.

"Ah!!! Hei Yang, what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything."

Hei Yang looked at the shocked Hong Li in his arms, turned around, and walked towards the bedroom.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

"You can just sleep. It's none of my business. Hey, put me down!"

"No."

Hei Yang closed the bedroom door with his shoulder, put Hong Li down, and pulled the quilt.

"I can't sleep without holding you."

"Hey, what kind of giant baby are you! Can you call me mom?

Ouch, you covered my head, move it down!

Come on, dear brother, it’s very uncomfortable to sleep in a skirt, wait until I change into pajamas, ah!!!”

"Pajamas are nothing. Okay, now that the skirt is no longer on me, go to sleep."

"Hey, you, how can you be so skilled, I didn't even react, ugh..."

"Nonsense, I made the skirt."

"...Okay."

The room fell into silence again.
Chapter completed!