37, a little abacus

Zhao Yue's complexion changed greatly.

Xin Huan is happy: "Banhua, don't mind." Your face is all white, don't look back, people can dry your stool. ”

Zhao Yue snapped and threw the powder box back into the small bag, "Xin Huan, what do you want!" ”

"I didn't think about it." Xin Huan sneered and shrugged: "I just wanted to tell you: Banhua, it doesn't matter how you see how unpleasant I am, how you want to say bad things about me." But I warn you, you can play as much as you want, and don't make those little moves in the shadows. I don't hate coming at me on the surface, I'm most annoyed by the yin and yang faces. ”

"My temperament is clear to you, if you play with me in the future, then don't blame me for being unkind to you."

After Xin Huan finished speaking, he walked out, his shoulders raised proudly: "Let's paint yourself again, it's really ugly now." ”

Xin Huan walked out, Zhao Yue slapped the water column in annoyance, and the water rose to the mirror with a loud bang, blurring her face in the mirror. After the most sorrow, it turned into silent tears and slowly flowed down the mirror.

Xin Huan walked in the corridor, and the chatter of the girls in the other classes flew towards her like flies:

"That's her. Heyu just slept next to her this morning......"

"It doesn't look good. It's quite floating, and its eyes will hook people. ”

Xin Huan didn't laugh angrily. The news spread so quickly, she taught Zhao Yue the right lesson.

Xin Huan met Song Yi by the flower bed by the playground. Song Yi claimed to be secretly reading the novel here, and Xin Huan ripped the novel to see the cover, which was Xi Juan's famous work "Love in Staggered Times".

"Do you want to catch up with the fashion and follow the crossing?"

In the online literature industry in 2004, it was the Qing Dynasty that was popular, and beauties of all kinds of appearances and occupations traveled back to the Qing Dynasty, either falling in love with the fourth master or falling in love with the eighth master; It seems that in the universe of heaven and earth, there are only these two men left. In comparison, the swept book is much cuter.

Song Yi pouted: "How boring is the real high school life, it's good to be able to travel once." ”

Xin Huan deliberately aimed at a certain man with sports expertise who was training during his lunch break on the playground track over there, and smiled: "You don't need to travel hundreds of years, just cross from here to the side of the runway, but it's only a matter of a few tens of meters." ”

Song Yi saw through it, and his face was full of blush: "Ah! ——”

Xin Huan held his cheeks and stared at the agile figure: "He's a junior in high school, right?" Friends with Dongfang Xiao, right? ”

Song Yi was stunned: "How do you know the Dao?" ”

"I've seen it." Xin Huan shrugged: "Do you want me to help you?" ”

Song Yi's blood surged, and he hugged Xin Huan: "Really? ”

Xin Huan nodded: "But you have to be mentally prepared: he is in his third year of high school and is about to take the college entrance examination." Even if you two can get better, you can do it for a year at most. When he goes to college, it's hard to guarantee that he won't know other girls again. ”

Song Yi looked serious: "I am willing!" I just like him, and I didn't think it would have to last forever. Song Yi said and sighed: "In this era, who dares to hope that their first love can last a lifetime?" ”

Xin Huan whispered again: "...... Intimacy can only be kissed. ”

"Ahh Song Yi was ashamed to pat Xin Huan: "What are you talking about, it's necrotic!" ”

Xin Huan sighed: "I'm serious. If you promise me, I'll help you get him. ”

[Xiaohe, Aunt Nai is moving on a ghost idea again, hurry up and carry her back...... Eat and go, fight to come back and more. 】