Lu Xingye froze for a moment, then withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened.

"If I didn't hold on to you, I would have been kicked down by you."

What kind of logic is this?!

"Then why am I in bed, how do you explain it?" ”

"You mean, I picked you up?" Lu Xingye leaned on the black and white checkered pillow, his tone was lazy, and he was particularly underbeaten, "I'm sorry, I'm delicate and frail, but I can't hold your little scale." You took my bed, snatched my blanket, and kicked me so much. ”

“！！！”

"Lu Xingye! You hate it! You're so annoying! The memorial was so angry that he scooped up the pillow and beat him.

Lu Xingye said leisurely: "Beat the sick number, you." ”

To put it mildly, it made the memorial stop his movements.

Angry enough to pound the bed, the little girl huffed, "I'm leaving, let's contact the drifting bottle in the future!" ”

"Hey, you wait."

Memorials peeked back.

Hmph, if you admit your mistake to me now, I can reluctantly consider forgiving you.

I never thought -

Lu Xingye propped himself on the pillow with one hand, his expression was tired and lazy, revealing a trace of unruly ruffianism, "Aren't you ready to return the blanket to me?" ”

"......" memorial lowered his head sluggishly, only to realize that he was still holding Lu Xingye's little blanket.

The girl was like a small rice cake thrown into a frying pan, smoking in shame.

The memorial turned back, with a 'I am super fierce' expression, but he did not forget to wrap Lu Xingye tightly.

#有一种冷, I call you at the same table and think you're cold#

After that, ignoring Lu Xingye's words, the little girl left and slammed the door.

In the bedroom, Lu Xingye chuckled twice.

He hadn't been asleep for long, and it wasn't nice to be woken up, but his mind was full of memorials.

The way she laughs, the way she gets angry, the way she looks stupid, and the ...... Call him what his brother looks like.

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Remembering Xi said goodbye to Old Man Lu and returned to his home.

Not long after she got home, her parents also came back and told her that Yan Nandui had been taken home.

The big stone in the little girl's heart fell to the ground, obediently finished her homework, washed and lay down on the bed.

Tossing and turning, I can't sleep.

She simply sat up and went to the desk to make a handbook.

Tape, writing three meals a day, class schedules, and decorating with a few patterns with colored pencils.

Take a photo and upload it to Weibo.

[Nian Nian Good Luck Comes]: Good night.

Finally with her pajamas, she yawned and threw herself on the large soft bed.

On the Internet, there are dozens of replies below this Weibo.

——[Ahhh 】

- [Why is there no emoji today, and there are no emojis, isn't the cutie happy?] 】

——[Psychology Professional Report!] The hand-painted patterns are very bright, but the lines are very messy, and the blogger must be in a confused mood. In addition to the food, the paintings are all flowers, and the blind guess is because of the man. 】

- [Upstairs, you go away, you go away, I don't listen, I don't listen! It's impossible for my female goose to fall in love!! 】

——[Little sister looks like she's still a high school student, what feelings do you have in your heart, if you really can't help but fall in love, be careful of being reported, there are such disgusting people in our school.] 】

- [+1, I'm in my third year of high school, it's really like crazy to escort me, all tricks are made, and the TV series are not so exciting......]

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Following..

As soon as Memorial Xi arrived in the class, Gu Yu Xia rushed over, "Baby, I don't know which stupid one is better than reporting your early love!" I'm!! “