I'm an idiot

Breathing the morning air, thinking about what Gong Xinle said to himself, I felt confused all over my body, and I didn't know why I felt relaxed all over my body. She let it go, none of her own business? Why do you want to be so relaxed? Idiot bored himself, feeling a little frustrated. "Is Jennifer a lot better?" Yongxia walked through the balcony from the living room and walked to the front of the nine tones as quickly as possible. His face suddenly enlarged more than ten times in the eyes of the nine tones. Gentle eyes have a huge ear difference with their previous cold eyes, and the color is out of people's attention. Nine tones of the heart suddenly tightly jumped up, trying to restrain their true colors of blushing. She admitted that Yongxia's appearance is unusual. At least beyond all ordinary boys. But the annoying summer is so annoying, Gemini's point of view, can't change, kill also don't change! Yongxia in nine tone thinking things have been staring at nine tone, see through nine tone all the mind, heard her again said: Hate summer is such a hate. It's a feeling of great disgust and disgust when you hear it. Said he hated it, and he hated it very much. The feeling of holding your breath. "Hey, Jiuyin, do you hate me?" There is really no topic to talk about, Yongxia can only find a topic at will, and his heart also wants to know whether nine tones hate themselves? Curiosity is stirring. Er... Oh, my God! Sweep Yongxia one eye, and then leisurely skimmed pie mouth, Yongxia really let a person despise. "Mm-hmm! You idiot! You are my employer and I depend on you for food. Why don't you hate you before you curry favor? Do you want me to starve to death?" Nine tone angry hands into the waist, a scold Yong Xia is an idiot fool. "That's why you don't hate me? If I'm not your employer, don't you hate that I hate going to the Arctic Ocean? I don't care, I don't want it, I want you not to hate me because you like me." Yongxia pouted, and seven-year-old children were spoiled in paper. "If you are again, I will throw you from the sixth floor." Nine tones broke their bones and said impatiently. A cold water poured from the sky to Yongxia, and it was restored to its original cold appearance. This makes Jiuyin feel comfortable, which is the real words and deeds. The expression and intonation of children's paper make Jiuyin's goose bumps fall all over the floor, as if all the goose bumps have fallen all over the floor in the past two years, and they have to be swept away. Yongxia tidied up his clothes and coughed twice. "Go to class later!" Then enter the living room, turn back to his room, tidy up his schoolbag, mp4 in his pocket, ear line around from behind, headphones stuffed into his ears. It's still the same song-"Lost Agreement" Nine tones follow, conveniently pick up the schoolbag, ready to go. MP4 is in her schoolbag. I haven't touched it for a long time, and because of too many things recently, she can't touch her favorite MP4. Walking on the street, the shuttle, the surrounding anthomaniac screamed, and the menopausal uncle and aunt also used strange eyes. Yongxia is known to all here. A handsome young man with rich family, the only shortcoming is the color of eye pupil, but it can also set off his handsome place mixed with a trace of coldness. Nine tones look at Yongxia, leisurely walking, everything around as nothing, silent in their own music world, get carried away, look at the nine tones beside them from time to time, and then a shallow smile, satisfied and charming. Entering the campus, the crowd is complicated and crowded, and the situation is still the same as usual. Perhaps this is the purest campus. Just unrequited love or unrequited love, without a trace of death due to struggle. Gong Xinle is a simple person. Even though she had a revenge plan for Jiuyin before, she was an open-minded person. Perhaps it is because of this that people feel that she is more beautiful and dazzling. Proud steps, straight chest, greet the boy who secretly loves her with the most charming and glorious smile, and stand at the top of the center. The beautiful Mo Zi doesn't have any makeup or anything like that, so that Jiuyin looks at it, and the heartfelt voice also feels that this school flower deserves it. Gong Xinle is an upper class and Jiuyin is a lower class. The elites are entitled to receive glorious gifts, and although they are jealous in their hearts, they will not give birth to so-called resentment and the like. "Hey, you envy!" Yongxia lion roared, then got the earplugs on one side, and then said, "Didn't I receive the ceremony?" Nine-tone side face, pointed to a little rudimentary greeting over there, this time Gong Xinle was not there. The girl who still has a crush on him here still refuses to give up her stubbornness. Walking into the classroom has already started class, so people are late because of the light of Gong Xinle and Yongxia, which made the teacher angry and calm. Yongxia saw Gong Xinle just show a lovely smile, and then passed by. Everyone is guessing why Gong Xinle and Yongxia are so respectful to each other, and they all stay out of trouble, like good friends and brothers and sisters. Where have all the previous flattery and coldness gone? It all went up in smoke after a long three-day holiday. Today is a class meeting class, and the class teacher Rory's work has started again, so that every student who has no intention of studying can't help but get down and desert. Only the class cadres listened with their heads held high, and Gong Xinle was no exception. Yongxia and Jiuyin naturally listen to songs secretly with mp. Junior high school students have the wisdom of junior high school students. They put their hair down and comb it straight. Then they pass through the ear line from behind and get down and pretend to sleep. And Yongxia is aboveboard listening, ginger day lie prone where don't move, it is estimated that 80% is sleeping. The head teacher sighed at the three men. It's Gong Xinle who has performed well now, and the class teacher has been comforted by his meaning. Once in a while, I play my little reverie and imagine the treasure chest in an unknown country. What is in it? The last thing my mother left behind, can I see that girl again? Is it not the right time? The silver key around my neck has been warm for decades. When can I take it down and open the treasure chest? Neither does he. Perhaps, Yongxia uses treasure chest to fantasize that her mother gives her the ability to survive. Guard nine tones, forget that you are a vampire, drag out an ignoble existence or, the gun pointed at your head, I don't know when it will open... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . La la la. . . . . . . It's time for the final exam.,,,,,, hey, readers can add the number: 1547911622: 1547911 Liu 22. . . . Readers are welcome to discuss the name of my new book "*****", which can't be made public yet. Haha, I don't know how much lucky money readers will send to Liang Xi for the New Year. "() Shy, looking forward to and excited."