Those things

Facing the early morning, the sun gently shines in, Yongxia's lips are white, she walks in the street with a schoolbag on her shoulder, listening to the nine-tone Rory's wordy words, and Yongxia's feeling is not boredom, but contentment and satisfaction. For the present situation, Yongxia has the impulse to keep it. Nine tones gradually get used to the kind of ultra miniskirt that is almost made of chicken. Get used to it. Occasionally, I still feel embarrassed to think of wearing miniskirts. Because sometimes I am so focused on doing things that I forget that I wear miniskirts. Therefore, once Jiuyin thinks of it, he will be embarrassed in his heart for a long time and will not say it. But I still blush. Yongxia saw that he didn't say. Just Shan Shan smiled, but didn't turn his head. Because Yongxia knows that nine tones will be more embarrassed to see themselves. "Erwow! Yongxia, there are still so many people, the feeling of dying, shout..." Jiuyin can feel the hot breath when looking at the sea-like crowd... The forehead, hair and hands are all sticky. It's okay not to meet, but if you squeeze in, you will definitely collide. Nine tones don't want to. If you want to stand in a cool corner, it is enough to drink a bottle of cool water. But there seems to be no such place around, unless the school sells more expensive water than the Heavenly Queen's nectar and jade dew, there is no other. Dragging Yongxia's hand, keeping his head down and following Yongxia. Don't look up at the supercilious look of girls around you. She didn't want to see it, just wanted to get out of the messy crowd. Don't want anything else. The feeling of being so hot makes Jiuyin feel so annoying. Gong Xinle also stood in the crowd, and the whole city's smile was obviously pale. She was surprised that Yongxia would let a little girl hold his hand and let that girl. Then he led the girl through the messy crowd. Gong Xinle is so sad. When I was a child, Yongxia also let myself once. It rained heavily that day, and Yongxia let himself drag his hand and run with him. She was so naive that year, and Yongxia was her hungry day and her time. And now he is someone else's day, he is someone else's world. Don't belong to yourself! Yongxia stopped and looked at the palace Xinle with a smile hidden in front of him. Yongxia's heart trembled, and Yongxia saw it clearly and clearly. "Hello! Oh! Your girlfriend?" Palace Xinle with a smile, tears swirling in her eyes, obviously Palace Xinle is very stubborn not to let tears fall. Many people know that only Gong Xinle doesn't know. Gong Xinle is a fragile and stubborn school flower. Yongxia leaned over his head, took a look at the nine tones, and pulled the nine tones down from behind him in front of Palace Xinle, brushing the hair in front of the ears for the nine tones. Looking at Gong Xinle again, he said flatly, "Yes, my boyfriend, Jiuyin." The whole audience anthomaniac grass Chi Lei lived, opened his mouth, and was very depressed. This school grass, which is always silent, will also make so-called girlfriends. I hated the nine tones, a girl of unknown origin, and robbed Yongxia. Grass idiot is naturally like being irrigated with stimulants, and the school grass always belongs to summer heart. No one wants Xinle in the school flower palace now, and all the grass idiots have an equal chance to fight for it. "Oh? Is it? Xiaoyin, are you Yongxia's girlfriend?" Nine tones looked at Gong Xinle and felt very sad. Then they said firmly, "Yes!" Then nine tones regretted themselves after Luo Yin, and regretted answering like this, which made Gong Xinle sad. But... nine tones also don't know why they answer like this. This answer comes from their own heart, and their consciousness won't let them. But the heart is stronger, and the tone is firm and affirmative. It makes people tremble. Yongxia also froze. He thought Jiuyin would deny it, but it was just thought. Gong Xinle's pale spread to his eyes, which was unbelievable. Let Gong Xinle feel so sad that he suffocated in his throat in one breath and couldn't swallow it. A time bomb is put in my throat, and it will explode at any time. Palace Xinle's body uncontrolled lean back, was to sit on the ground in a mess, but was supported by several small footmen behind. Yongxia looked at it, and when he grasped the nine tones, he turned and walked into the school gate, and never looked back. The more you walk, the tighter you grasp. Let nine tones hurt, but nine tones didn't say it. She knows Yongxia's desire to leave here. So she didn't stop it. Until walking to the corridor, until walking to the classroom, nine tones struggled to open, holding the red arm with one hand, and letting nine tones grin and crack their mouth in pain. Looking up, Yongxia has been sitting in his seat to sleep, because there is no mp3, and the classroom is full of girls laughing screams inside and outside. Yongxia changed her posture to sleep in less than a while, which seemed very annoying, but she didn't yell at those girls and let them stop noisy. Nine tones lie down, but left a meaning gap to look at Yongxia. He looked annoyed and changed his posture several times. He still couldn't feel comfortable. Nine tones felt guilty. Nine tones hurt Yongxia's mp3. She wanted Yongxia to buy one but had no money. But it's almost a month, and it's time to get paid. But I'm worried. What about the salary? Yongxia doesn't seem to be going to pay himself, Chen Butler... Nine tones sighed mercilessly in his heart. There is no hope! "Nine students, you can answer these chemical judgment questions." Hearing someone calling his name, Jiuyin stood up. Looking at the beautiful and straight blackboard words on the blackboard, Jiuyin stayed for a while. She won't. She hasn't been studying for a month, so she won't. Without her classmates to help her, Jiuyin is helpless. When the chemistry teacher knew, he asked Jiuyin to sit down and call the roll again. Nine tones found Gong Xinle's position empty before sitting down to sleep. The tables and chairs are still there, and there is no trace of passivity. Jiuyin watched it for a while and then went down to sleep. She knew that Gong Xinle was very sad. If she denied it at that time, perhaps Gong Xinle was still listening to lectures and taking notes carefully in the original position. Although she feels guilty in her heart, there seems to be no sense of regret in her heart. "Forget it, Morley..." . . . . . . . . . It won't be more tomorrow. Welcome to see it