The young man who was woken up was tired of his eyebrows, leaning sideways against the windowsill, sitting lazily and casually, but he couldn't hide the temperament of a school bully who could beat people up at any time.

"I want to sleep well and no one disturbs me."

You're so good at chatting-

Nanyi smiled, with a classic yellow-faced death smile expression: "Then you go to sleep, never wake up and ignore me." ”

Sooner or later, she will be killed by his doggy tone, pick up the pen again, and the little girl will plunge into the ocean of learning.

The boy was silent, with a smile in his eyes, and kept pretending to sit.

After a while, the little girl couldn't help it, threw away the pen, and rushed over to bite him to death: "Ning Zhixu, you either participate in the competition every day, or sleep." It's been a long time since you've spoken to me. ”

This ability to throw the pot is the number one awesome in Southern Italy.

The young man twisted the back of her neck, pressed the person over, and the warm breath came overwhelmingly: "Nanyi, I came back from the competition last night, and you slept in the billiards hall and chatted with me until three o'clock in the morning." Then at six o'clock you couldn't get up and bite me, and pestered me for an hour before getting up. It's been a long time since you've spoken? ”

“......”

She forgot.

Nan Yi didn't feel weak, and secretly held his big hand in the table hole: "But you always go to the game, I can only see you once in a few days." After your birthday, you're leaving again at the end of the month. ”

"Don't want me to go?" His little girl was clingy, Ning Zhixu looked at her for a moment, and her tone was relaxed: "Then I won't go to the competition in the future." ”

Nanyi didn't mean that: "It's not, just go." It's the first time to spend your birthday with you, and I want to give you a special gift. ”

She's a teenager who always wants to give her the best at the tip of her heart.

The touch in his hand was delicate, and the young man smiled: "You have been with me, it is very special." ”

No gifts, better than her.

"Really?" The little girl smiled: "Then I'll give you the black card?" ”

"....." gave him a birthday gift, but he still gave him a card.

Before the sleepiness dissipated, the young man lazily returned to the table, and looked at her with his arms on the side of his face: "Wrap me, my whole person is yours." ”

Nanyi also lay on the table, looking at him sideways in the same posture, full of expectation: "Ning Zhixu, you are 17 years old, in another year, you will be 18 years old, and in another year, I will be 18 years old." When you're 18 years old, I'll give you a big gift. ”

The young man poked her forehead, not heavy, and said with a smile: "Two black cards? ”

Her eyes were full of her teenagers, and the little girl's eyes were bent into small crescents: "I'll give you a chirp." ”

"That's it?"

Ning Zhixu sighed: "Isn't it possible to have a tweet at any time." ”

The little girl muttered and poked him back: "That's different, 18 years old, I'm going to give you a deep chirp." ”

Deeply.

Deep.

Ning Zhixu came to the spirit, and his dark eyes locked on her face: "How deep?" ”

“.....”

I suspect you're coloring, and you're getting a crush on your face.

Nanyi prevented him from thinking about unhealth, and raised his hand to close his eyes: "Sleep on you, dog thing." ”

Blindfolded, the boy only showed his lips and nose, and there was a smile on his lips.

The little girl looked at it and laughed.

Na na, na.

It's one step closer to running to each other's eighteen years old.

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June 22 is fast approaching.

The billiard hall was closed all day on Sunday, and everyone was preparing for Ning Zhixu's birthday.

In order to surprise the birthday star, Nanyi also deliberately locked him in the lounge.