Chapter Forty-Seven: Anger

Seeing him happy, she was even happier, and her heart was like honey.

Christmas is coming soon, and she saw the little girl in the next class secretly knitting a scarf between classes, that kind of serious and focused expression with anticipation, which made Xu Wan feel very empathetic, and with someone she liked, she just wanted to send all the good things to him, just asking for a smile.

In that mood, the person who gives the thing is often happier than the person who receives it.

She didn't have time to knit him a unique scarf for him with a stitch, which made her regret slightly. But it doesn't matter, the days are still long, and there will come a day.

Every piece of clothing on his body was chosen by her, and every dish he ate was made by her.

The most romantic thing she can think of is to wash her hands and make soup with the person she loves the most.

The point card is just right.

As soon as they sat down, Zhao Zhonghai held a small round belly and slowly shook in.

The classmates all stood up and said hello, he waved his hand and asked them to sit down quickly, there were elders and their teachers, naturally they were not uncomfortable, one by one they twisted and pinched and couldn't let go, fortunately, Comrade Mediterranean was very conscious, said two words, inspired them to study, said a few words to the class leader, and patted his ass and left.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the room stirred up. Wang Gang, who was trained by him the most on weekdays, patted his chest and said: "I can't even listen to Mr. Zhao's cough now, as soon as he coughs, I have to stop breathing." ”

The others listened to Zhile and laughed at him for not being productive.

He was still unconvinced, and shouted: "You were scolded by him for a lesson, and his writing skills were written into chapters, and every word was punished." I scolded you without drinking a saliva. ”

Cheng Lejia smiled: "Don't discuss the teacher, be careful that he kills a horse pistol, we won't intercede for you." ”

Han Xu continued: "Hurry up and take out the gifts, it's time to honor the class elder." ”

Everyone took out the gifts one by one, and gave everything, which made everyone laugh strangely, and there were even panties for them.

Xu Wan also took out the pen she had just bought, and said with a light smile: "Don't dislike the class leader." ”

The squad leader took it, he was very happy, took out the pen and showed it to others: "Look at what Xu Wan sent, and then look at you!" It's just to smash the field on purpose! ”

The brother who sent the underwear was not convinced, saying that he was a thousand-choice, and the style, quality, and cut were all first-class. Immediately, someone coaxed and said that the squad leader wanted to try it on and see the effect, but he was annoyed and beaten by the squad leader.

Everyone here has finished giving, and Geng Yi'an's gift has not been taken out.

Geng Yi'an is a loner on weekdays, except for the necessary contact, the squad leader is not very familiar with him, so he is embarrassed to ask for it directly.

Han Xu was very smug, and he didn't care that he had a cold face all day long, so he directly rushed to his side and handed a pocket to the squad leader.

"Squad leader, open it up and take a look, Geng Yi'an has sent you something good."

Geng Yi'an saw that he wanted to rob it, but it was too late.

A dark red cotton scarf appeared, which was the one sent by Xu Wan.

He was afraid that there would be a lot of people in KTV, and it would be bad if someone touched it and got dirty, so he took off the scarf and stuffed it into a bag before entering the door.

He stood up and snatched the scarf, and suddenly lowered his eyes: "Who let you touch it?" ”

The anger in his voice made the air freeze for a moment.

Han Xu's empty hand was in the air, and he didn't have time to take it back, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't understand why someone who was fine in the last second suddenly started a fire.