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Chapter 65 Admiration from the opposite sex, I really admire it!

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    There was a burst of intense emotion, and the temperature of the moving air became higher and higher, turning into a ball of fire, burning from the bottom of my heart, and a burst of hot air opened my nasal cavity all at once.  Such fresh air, with a sour smell, the sour smell of vinegar.

    Can you be jealous like this?  Eat my own vinegar?  My throat was a little choked, it was blocked by something, I never thought that I would have such an "encounter" today.

    My heart is still beating happily.  When it calmed down, I still couldn't believe it. Don't I know how my classmates treat me?

    "Stop joking." I sneered.

    "Really, really, you still don't believe it." She seemed to be stomping her feet anxiously, and there was a lot of weight under her feet, "Oh" She nodded, "I see." She hurried to catch up,  Pointing at me practically, he said, "Can't you believe it?"

    "What do they like about me?" I asked coldly.

    "They say you're manly."

    Manly?  I raised my arms on purpose, put my nose up, and smelled it all, "how can it smell like this?"

    "Hahayou're so funny, you don't smell manly, they say you have masculinity, but in fact"

    She followed me after walking for so long, she was so out of breath that she couldn't speak smoothly, she swallowed, "I just don't like to talk. I'm very tired of boys nagging in front of me, like an old woman.  "

    She took a few breaths, "Silent men have deep thoughts, and your composition is very well written, so your thoughts must not be simple."

    composition?  It is rare that someone still remembers my composition well.

    "Silence?" I asked in a low voice.

    "Hmm." Silence, what do you girls know?  Do you know why some men are always silent?  It is because they have pain in their hearts.  Who wants to pretend to be depressed and frowning every day, who doesn't want to be happy every day.

    "Hao Yanyan from my dormitory said it. She said that your composition is excellent, and she praised you as a genius." She was annoyed by others, but she herself started to talk.

    "Are you tired?" I twisted my head and said to her.

    "It's okay, let's rest when we get to the top of the mountain, it's cool there too." She was already struggling with her steps, and every time she lifted her foot, it seemed like she was lifting something weighing a hundred and ten catties.  The cheeks are full of red clouds.

    "Is it hot?" I asked.  She didn't say anything for a long time, so I turned around and saw her eyes closed, panting heavily, and leaning back.  I ran down and hugged her by the waist.

    "What's the matter with you?" Her head was nestled against my chest, she was sleeping deeply in my arms, her little nostrils flapping.  A refreshing fragrance unique to women broke into my nasal cavity.  Among the people I pinched her, she grinned, opened her eyes, squinted at me, broke away from my hand, and continued walking.

    There are still persimmon trees and chestnut trees all the way, all spit out new leaves.

    Some of the exquisite leaves are shaped like small pig ears, some are like hearts, but they are all as thin and light as cicada wings. When the sun shines, they become transparent. The whole body is light yellow, and the tree is full of delicious colors in the world.

    Such trees are all over the mountainside, green and straight, or twisted and bent, with various postures.

    When the wind blows, the mountains are full of trees, and the mountains are much cooler than the ones below.

    Further up is the pine tree.  Passing through the pine trees, new mountain grasses sprouted in the wild grass, all dark green, crowded together, all green.  A little lower from the top of the mountain, there is a flat open space with extremely steep cliffs below.

    I looked down, and the mountain road I came from was right below my feet.  If it is flat ground, the place under your feet is the side of the road.  The villages and schools at the foot of the mountain are far away, small and cute.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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