Chapter 264

Anxia Xia was so excited that she nodded her head like a pestle: "OK, OK, let's go to eat chicken leg!"

Sheng Yize's smile fell on his face.

The dress specially made for her, and everything carefully prepared, are more worrying than a chicken leg

He has an internal injury.

"How about it? Don't you like it? " Anxiasha blinked, "it's better if you don't like it. Give me your share! Roar ~ "

How can I do it? I'm so happy. There are beautiful skirts and chicken legs to eat. This is the happiest moment in the world for Anxia.

Sheng Yize looked helpless, and sighed for a long time, "just be happy."

What a fool.

Don't you know what it means that boys invite girls to dance?

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this Christmas is Saturday and Friday is Christmas Eve. Everyone in the class is giving the fruits and presents.

Summer harvest in Anxia is quite good, but it's weak compared with Sheng Yize.

His drawers had been crammed and the table was full of presents, which seemed exaggerated.

The monitor specially made a big carton for him and helped him put everything in it.

An Xiaxia watched them busy and gnawed his fingers.

Well He is really as popular as ever.

"How old are you? Do you know how many bacteria are on it?" Sheng Yize's deep voice came from the ear, which made an Xiaxia shrink her finger immediately.

She whispered, "Sheng Yize, why are you more nagging than my father..."

Sheng Yize black line: "fool, no matter you."

An Xiaxia is worried about mulberry.

After class, Su Xiaomo sneaks over with a paper bag in his hand and asks nervously, "Xia Xia, how about I give this to he Jiayu?"

"Well?" An Xiaxia looks at it, and it's actually a handmade scarf!

"My God, Mo Mo, is this your own weaving?" An Xiaxia stares round her eyes.

What do you think, Su Xiaomo is not like a girl who can weave towels

Su Xiaomo said: "of course, this is the result of more than half a month's careful weaving..."

Before the words came down, the paper bag in her hand was robbed. Nangong Jing, a famous troublemaker in the class, was in charge.

"I'll go, sister Mo, do you weave it? Tut Tut, how can there be any holes in it? And this one. The stitches are too dense Nangong Jing laughed and attracted the attention of the whole class.

Su Xiaomo is in a hurry: "you are ill. Give me back my things!"

"No, no, no!" Nangong Jing made a face at her, "I think of a song called knitting sweater. I'll sing it to you. I love you deeply, but you love sb. Sb doesn't love you, and you knit sweater for sb..."

He sang with both voice and emotion, making the whole class laugh with a funny look.

Su Xiaomo's face is pretty red. She usually has a quarrel with the class because of the man's character.

If it's a normal joke, she won't mind.

But now She glanced at he Jiayu helplessly. He was still reading a physics book, as if all the farce around him had nothing to do with him.

I don't know why, Su Xiaomo felt so sad and broke out: "give me my things back!"

Nangongjing's singing stopped abruptly, looking at Su Xiaomo a little unexpectedly.

"Cut, it's just a broken scarf If you want to send someone away, maybe they don't want to... "