"Forget it, it's okay to talk to a person with no conscience like you, I just know it myself."

I exclaimed, "Isn't that rainbow cat that suddenly ran to my feet and dyed with colorful people and cats?" ”

The person who was originally arrogant suddenly roared angrily: "Why are our mushrooms not ghosts?" You're embarrassed to say, I specially bought it and sent it to the pet home to dress up before I picked it up and explained it to you, but you didn't like it, and I said with disgust, whose cat is this, so ugly. Is it ugly? It's obviously very cute, not good. ”

When I heard him name the rainbow cat Mushroom, and he was still calling it seriously, I really wanted to rush to him and kiss him on the face.

Helplessly, the distance is too far, and I blame myself a little. He covered his mouth and laughed, and then said quietly: "Yes, it's cute, just as cute as you." ”

On the other end, he seemed to pout, and his voice would sound sticky and particularly sultry, "Then you don't like it yet!" ”

I followed closely to the next sentence, "I like it, who says I don't like it?" ”

"I like you to avoid it, so I chased it for several streets before I chased it back from a traumatic heart."

I scoffed, "Haha, so your absence is due to unsuccessful efforts to find a way to coax me?" ”

Qian Mao paused, instantly lost his confidence, and said unspeakably: "This is on the one hand, on the other hand, I have been squatting downstairs in your house for too long, I have a cold, and I am still receiving infusions." ”

I looked at the light in front of me, and the smile on my face was gone. "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"I thought, but it's so late, you should go to bed early!"

So in the end, the ruthless people are those who keep thinking about others.

Because if you answer well, how can I be afraid of the long journey.

It was only after I hung up that I got up from the wet floor.

The road is still long, and I have to keep walking, or I am afraid I will not be able to return home before ten o'clock.

Compared to the heavy mood just now, I have been much lighter.

It may also be that the rest time makes my feet breathe, so I hum a song and step briskly to go home.

Walking into the community, I received a call from my mother while going up the stairs.

There was no hesitation, "Where are you?" ”

I whispered, "At home." ”

I wasn't going to take it, but I'm afraid that her anger will expand. Fortunately, when I walked into the living room, I was faced with an empty room.

So without thinking about it, he lay on the sofa and rubbed his legs.

I didn't want to turn on the TV, so I caught up with a variety show in the evening, so I watched it with joy.

Actually, I was tired, so I should finish washing up and then lie down in bed and sleep quietly.

But my high emotions at the moment tell me very clearly that you will be like a little girl in love, excited and unable to sleep.

So I found a way to distract myself, and watching TV was obviously a good choice.

Otherwise, I don't have anyone to share this happy mood, telling Wu Ya will only make her feel that I am showing off, tell my mother, the consequences are unimaginable.

The next morning I woke up on the couch and was screaming in pain.

Twisted his stiff neck and went to the bathroom.

Leng Buding bumped into my mom and came out of it, and I was immediately stupid in front of her.

Maybe I didn't have enough brain in the morning, so I was so flustered and forgot to make excuses for what happened last night.

Compared to the stern reprimand I was prepared to endure, her expression was indifferent, and although she saw through my concern, it was just a simple and direct sentence like other mothers who warned themselves about their late return.

"Not again next time."

I don't know if this will work for anyone else, but I think I've been doing it a lot lately. I decided to listen to her.

What's more, when I saw Qian Mao, who was so weak that his lips were white, in the classroom, he was smiling at me with a beautiful face, and I felt that I probably wouldn't be late.

I walked over with a hippie smile and looked at him with a look on my face. Originally, I wanted to take advantage of the lack of people to hug him. I didn't want Wu Ya to rush over, supported Qian Mao's desk with her palm, and said with a sigh of relief: "Thank God, you two have finally reconciled!" ”

This article is from Reading Rim Novels