Li Yuanhao raised the corners of his eyebrows at Qingping, trying to hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth, this girl was scared by herself, but how could she be so cute with her mouth half-open and a pair of apricot eyes!

His heart seemed to be pricked by something, and the strange thing that had popped up from time to time in the last few days suddenly became clearer.

Okay, okay, big brother, your serious appearance, and that cold gaze, how do you look like a majestic 'husband' who wants to use coercive means to scare the little daughter-in-law who wants to go out of the wall!

Cut, but how could she have the urge to punch his angular face, to break the 'fierceness and coldness', and turn it into a brilliant flower.

Qingping shook her head violently, discarding the messy reveries in her mind.

The play hasn't finished singing yet, as for making that face 'bloom', she will find a way to do it later.

"Yes, Brother Yuan Hao is right, I want to marry him, how could I elope with Liu Wenyuan's miserable little white face, and Xiaohong, your fair-skinned and gentle little white flower, matches his weak willow posture!"

Looking at the small ball on the back of Qingping's head, which had already turned around, the corners of Li Yuanhao's mouth unconsciously curled.

Liu Wenyuan is not just miserable white, this little white flower is used to say that Kang Xiaohong still said in the past, but this weak willow Fufeng shouldn't be a man!

Today happens to be Sunday, and there are three or two junior high school and high school students in the village who come to join in the fun.

No, is there still a Han Yanshou? Poof, he couldn't help it!

"Longevity, what's so funny about this, I think what Qingping said is really right, this Kang Xiaohong is the same white as Liu Wenyuan, a little white face, a little white flower, it's really worthy."

This is a person who can't read a single word in Xia Zhuang (the first production team).

"No, nothing, I just think Mr. Ruan said it well."

"What does the weak willow Fufeng mean, this seems to describe a woman!"

A half-grown boy who was in junior high school touched his forehead and asked a little ignorantly.

The few 'top students' who had been holding back their laughter couldn't help it, and a pop came out of the crowd.

"Huh? Am I wrong? That Xiaohong should have the posture of a weak willow supporting the wind, you see that her face is as white as snow, her waist is as thin as firewood, and her smile is really like a blooming chrysanthemum, so she Liu Wenyuan should be able to see it, how can she be as rough as me, and her face is as black as gold, so Brother Yuan Hao does not dislike it. ”

No, no, Qingping's words made the 'high-achieving students' face ache.

However, Qingping's girl is really black, but when it is black, it can be as black as gold, and she will really put gold on her face.

Chrysanthemums, chrysanthemums? The gap after the layer of oil fell off really became the pattern of each chrysanthemum petal, but why do you always feel that the chrysanthemum she said is not so simple?

At the same time, Li Yuanhao's heart was even more strange, and at the same time, he had the urge to stretch out his arm and wrap his arms around Qingping's waist like he did last night.

This girl's skin is almost as dark as his, and she really matches him.

As for being rough and unbearable, she used to be a little bit of a little, but in the past two days, her smart apricot eyes have always been cunning.

"Yes, Liu Wenyuan will take a fancy to Qingping, how is this possible, if Liu Wenyuan marries Qingping, then isn't this what kind of cow dung is inserted in the flowers?"

"It's flowers stuck in cow dung, no, no, it's cow dung stuck in... Ah, phew, yes, it's Qingping, the toad, who wants to eat Liu Wenyuan's swan meat. ”