Sitting on the side of the road like a fool, staring at the beautiful girl passing by with her covetous eyes... Many men have done such things, and Zhao Yi is no exception.

Nothing can attract his attention more than the word "girlfriend". Of course, he is not a pornographic maniac with strong male hormone secretion, nor is he a multiple personality schizophrenic who has special hobbies for women. He just has an indescribable curiosity about young girls——— Most of the survivors of s12 are men, and as for women... Zhao Yi's respectful title to them is either "aunt" or "aunt".

Eighteen years old is an age full of hazy fantasies about the opposite sex.

The strong ** that exists in the brain made Zhao Yi forget his strong interest in mechanical manufacturing, his homework handed over to Professor Vasler, and the "u"-shaped connecting tube that modified the multi-directional engine on the drawings. Of course, in front of all this, a concept of "temporary" must be added, not forever.

He suddenly discovered that in this world, there are many goals worth noting and he likes very much. Especially those girls with beautiful figures and slender legs in the dance department always make him feel urge to hold him in his arms.

However, Zhao Yi didn't know how to talk to the girls. Since childhood, most of the social objects he came into contact with were soldiers with rough personalities. Because of the complete disconnection from the outside world, many people became withdrawn and weird in nature, and rarely had language communication with each other. This silent atmosphere had more or less had an impact on Zhao Yi's personality.

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The great human medical scientists have long proved that long-term sitting has a considerable chance of hemorrhoids, which will lead to lumbar disc herniation, central nervous system paralysis, etc., and a series of terrible symptoms that are difficult to cure.

Zhao Yi obviously didn't care about these frightening pathological terms. He just sat there silently, watching the colorful figures floating past in front of him, taking away his wonderful fantasy, leaving behind an empty depressing reality.

There are too many boys in the Federal National University. Everyone knows that the number and quality of the art school are first-class. Naturally, there are more and more male competitors from other colleges. This despicable behavior, which is obviously a competition for resources, has caused strong dissatisfaction among many boys in the college, and has also quarreled with outsiders, which has evolved into group violence. However, the girls at the core of the incident did not show favoritism towards either party. After all, the more men, the more precious women appear. Everyone hopes that their value will be higher, rather than becoming the object of choice for men.

In the bright sunshine, a graceful figure walked from the direction of the public bathroom.

He was a pretty girl. Judging from her appearance, her age should be similar to Zhao Yi. She was placed flat in the basin in her hand, with soap boxes with cartoon patterns, various scattered women's cosmetics, and a wet towel next to her. Obviously, she should have just finished taking a shower and was about to return to the dormitory.

Her skin was very white, which contrasted with her slightly moist lips. Her long wet curly hair was scattered along her shoulders, covering the shoulders of the light blue suspender skirt. The flip flops on her feet highlighted the round ankles, while also emitting the laziness and scattering unique to a girl.

The fifth-level vision that surpasses ordinary people allows Zhao Yi to observe the target from a long distance. The "Theory of Mechanical Dynamics" held in his hand and flipped through is just a prop to disguise his true purpose. Since leaving the bathroom, the girl has already entered his sight. As for the reason... Her figure is indeed very good and beautiful, and Zhao Yi really wants to have such a girlfriend.

Haha, just fantasy.

His eyes are just appreciating, but he will not stare at parts like a pervert who may expose himself. Zhao Yi has always felt that he is an excellent young man with ideals, morality, and strong intangible theoretical foundation. Therefore, the parts he focuses on are usually just women's legs. At the same time, he also stubbornly believes that body shape is the most critical factor in evaluating whether a woman is beautiful.

Maybe she noticed that this kind of gaze was higher than covetousness, or it should be said that it was a more unscrupulous look! The girl did not walk directly past Zhao Yi like others, leaving a roll of contempt. She stopped, turned her head, and her slightly raised nose wrinkled cutely, as if she was worried about something. After nearly two minutes, she suddenly lowered her head and showed a gentle, praying smile at Zhao Yi.

At this time, few people passed by this road, and no third person witnessed this strange and abrupt change in the scene. Even Zhao Yi himself was surprised and at a loss.

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"Please...help me."

When she said this softly, Yu Bei felt that her face was extremely hot, as if it was infinitely close to the red soldering iron. She could even imagine how bright and eye-catching her cheeks were at this moment.

She had long noticed that the boy sitting on the stone steps on the roadside—the body shape was barely reasonable, his facial features were not annoying, and his black copper skin was very eye-catching, but he was just like an idiot, smiling at him all the time. It seemed that his face would never make a second expression again.

Zhao Yi and Yu Bei have completely opposite understandings of the word "smile".

The former feels that he smiles very cleverly and charmingly, smiling rather than laughing, with a little aloofness, but without the arrogance of being arrogant.

The latter only thinks the former is smiling stupidly. Especially at this time and at this place, it is simply waiting to see you look ugly.

Many girls may have encountered the embarrassment of disconnecting the thread of the bra strap. This kind of thing is obviously not to say to the opposite sex, and even strangers are difficult to say. The best way to deal with it is to run into the closest bathroom or to deal with it slowly.

However, both methods are not applicable to Bei. The right shoulder strap on the dress will suddenly loosen on the way back to the dormitory. This is the first time that Bei has experienced eighteen years of life. She instinctively wanted to reach out and grab it, but was extremely frightened to find that the left shoulder strap on the left, which was originally tied into a living buckle, became loose at the same time. However, she could only stand stiffly in place and did not dare to move at all.

The loose shoulder straps began to slide down from both sides at the same time. Yu Bei could clearly feel that the skirt was slowly falling off. If it weren't for the slow effect of wet hair, the loose and cool long skirt would have fallen to the soles of her feet long ago.

At this moment, Yu Bei was holding a face plate filled with various toiletries in his hand.

If there is a familiar female companion next to it.

If there is no one on this road except yourself.

If the bystander is a woman...

No matter any of these situations, Yu Bei has countless ways to solve the current difficulties. But the biggest regret in life is that it will never happen like "if". At this moment, the only thing Yu Bei can do is to try to be taller, so that the protruding/breast/room/expansion can produce enough obstacles, and desperately slow down the downward speed of the dress.

At this moment, there was only one man beside her. This boy who looked about the same age as her and had a little immature appearance, didn't know if he noticed something, but actually... he actually... was sitting there, with his mouth open, revealing his white teeth, and smiling foolishly at him.

Yu Bei felt that she was about to cry.

There are many examples that prove that when humans encounter unexpected situations, they often make unusual actions. Yu Bei is no exception. While regretting why she didn't tie the skirt and straps tightly, she also gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and said the words full of infinite embarrassment and expectations.

"Help...help?"

Zhao Yi shook his head hard so that his ears could hear it more clearly. After all, sitting on the side of the road, a beautiful woman suddenly ran over and took the initiative to talk to him... This kind of romantic scene is usually the plot in a fairy tale.

It felt like Snow White was tremblingly hiding behind her, trying to change her identity and become a prince charming riding on her, or a dwarf riding her against her, all depends on her performance at this moment.

"Please help me———"

The movement of a high chest requires holding your breath to keep your lungs full of gas. While breathing, Yu Bei already felt the signs of loosening her skirt becoming more and more obvious. She clamped her armpits tightly, and there were a bit of shame and anger in her tone, and there were also obvious begging: "Please...... to tie the straps of my clothes for me. OK?"
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