Sister's Soft Rice A GL MTL

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    Just when he was about to leave the corridor, Shen Yishu turned off the light in the corridor. In the corridor, only the rescue passage light above the head is on.

Ji Xiangyu was only two centimeters shorter than Shen Yishu, his left leg was half-bent between Shen Yishu's legs, his back pressed against the wall for strength, and his upper body slid down a few centimeters, only his eyes were exposed.

It's not easy to stand still in this posture, so Ji Xiangyu stretched out his right hand to hook Shen Yishu's neck for strength, half hugging and half hugging, just happened to hide himself completely in Shen Yishu's arms.

The quality of middle-aged men is extremely low, and two of the three sentences are insults.

There was also a waiter in the corridor whispering to persuade other people to keep their voices down, the voice was drowned out in the noise, and no one paid any attention to her.

Shen Yishu leaned on the wall with one hand, and Ji Xiangyu's elbow with the other. Looking from behind, they looked like a pair of ordinary young couples, looking for a place to vent their love.

"I'll be back later, what's the rush!"

"She's going to learn to draw? The teacher praised her for drawing well for my sake, she has a talent for fart!" "

Ji Xiangyu praised her for being talented Is she insane, can you listen to Ji Xiangyu's words? Ji Xiangyu himself won the award for nothing, so can you believe her words?" Then came

more dirty words.

Shen Yishu was angry and distressed when he heard it.

She had witnessed Ji Xiangyu's acting skills on the set. As a complete newcomer, the director was full of praise for Ji Xiangyu's ability to bring her into the play, which meant that Ji Xiangyu's praise was not groundless.

Besides, Ji Xiangyu is so kind, tolerant, and doesn't value things outside of himself, so how could he do dirty things for an award.

She even wanted to turn her head to confront the man, insult him face to face, and tell him not to look down on others, but to see everyone dirty in her heart.

Ji Xiangyu sighed indistinctly, if it wasn't for Shen Yishu leaning against her, he could even feel the rise and fall of his chest when breathing, and Shen Yishu wouldn't have noticed that sigh.

Putting his cold hand on his left ear, Ji Xiangyu pressed it next to Shen Yishu's ear and whispered: "Little friend, don't listen to other people's dirty words." His

voice was extremely low, his breath was blue, and the distance was ambiguous. Implantation is like a clear spring in a mountain, soothing the hot and dry land.

Shen Yishu couldn't laugh or cry.

Ji Xiangyu acted as if he was caring for her as if she hadn't grown up, but he had heard her say ugly things just now.

"Cry, cry, I work hard to make money outside, you two are fine, talk back to me every day, get out!" The phone hung up,

the man was aggressive, and when he looked up, he saw two people embracing in the corner.

"Unlucky!" He spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and was about to leave when he felt that those eyes looked familiar, so he leaned over to take a closer look.

Shen Yishu buried Ji Xiangyu's head in his arms, looking over her shoulders, he could only see the hairy head of the person in his arms, but he couldn't tell who it was.