Song Xiao thought about what Nan Ji did, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt like it.

After all, his sister is no longer the sister she used to be, and this is the woman who can brutally stuff all the popsicles into his mouth.

Nan Ji was silent for a while, careless

"What autograph?"

When the words fell, Song Xiao froze.

Nan Ji left the door open and turned to walk into the living room.

Zhang Duoduo couldn't suppress the joy on her little face, she could finally come to her sister's house.

Turning her head, she glanced at the angry Song Xiao, reached out and patted his arm

"Thank you."

After saying that, he ran in small steps.

Song Xiao listened to Zhang Duoduo's excited thanks, and immediately reacted.

Is this little girl using him?

Almost a subconscious reaction, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Duoduo's arm and dragged it back.

Zhang Duoduo was happy, she didn't pay attention at all, she was suddenly pulled like this, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell back directly.

Song Xiao is used to getting along with her buddies, and she is making trouble, but she didn't expect her to be so light, and she will fall down as soon as she pulls it.

So much so that the body that was supposed to dodge stood there straight.

Zhang Duoduo bumped into her forehead, rubbing her forehead again and again, and her face was full of unhappiness.

She looked up and was about to speak, but when she looked up, she found that Song Xiao's face was flushed.

Zhang Duoduo was stunned for a moment, suddenly smiled with crooked eyebrows, and reached out to pull his neckline

"Song Xiao, do you like me?"

When she said so suddenly, Song Xiao's face turned even redder, and she didn't look at Zhang Duoduo's face, her eyes turned away, and she muttered

"I don't know what you're talking about."

After speaking, he pushed Zhang Duoduo away and walked in.

Zhang Duoduo stood at the door by himself, and the smile on his face slowly relaxed.

The hand that clenched his fist nervously also slowly let go, and quietly exhaled, sticking out his tongue by the way.

She looked down at her dress.

A white skirt, a pink silk scarf around her neck, long straight black hair, and a childish face.

Dress up in the style of a young girl's school. She wasn't meant to be like that.

Her hair is naturally curly, and she prefers flamboyant and colorful hair compared to this long black straight.

Dressed in biker-style clothes, wandering around like a non-mainstream.

In other people's words, she is actually a little sister.

Later, when I was strolling around with my little sister, I met Song Xiao.

When I saw Song Xiao, I was mistaken for life.

He likes little cute girls, so she took off her motorcycle suit, pulled her long straight black hair, and wore a small skirt every day, probably because of her appearance.

It's not too suitable for the dress of a young and cute girl.

As soon as she transferred to their school, she was widely praised and sought after.

Then, I met Song Xiao like this, and I have been doing it until now.

When Zhang Duoduo was thinking about it, he suddenly saw Huo Yan coming out of the bedroom.

Black pants, white shirt, and two above the collar that haven't had time to be buttoned up.

Without the cover of the cap, that good-looking face was exposed in front of her eyes.

With a cold expression, his eyelids lifted and swept over Zhang Duoduo.

Zhang Duoduo was pulled back from the memories in an instant, irrepressibly, coo, and swallowed saliva.

The great god is really handsome, and it really deserves to be her life.

What Song Xiao, what girl is black and straight.

She stared straight at Huo Yan, and walked over with small steps.

The eyes are full of irrepressible little pink bubbles.

As a result, he didn't go far, and was dragged to the sofa by Song Xiao's arm. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.