"…" Wu Ji patted her on the head. "I mean, how did you know I was here?"

"Oh, Uncle Wu told me that his car would pick me up." Miaochen frowned and thought carefully.
"What do you want to eat?" Wu Ji skimmed the topic.
"I don’t know what’s delicious in Nanchuan." Miao Chen looked at Wu Ji with watery eyes. "I haven’t been back to Nanchuan for many years. We moved to the sea after you left."
"Then go out and have a look. I’m tired of eating here these days, too." Wu Ji suddenly remembered something. "You can’t really sneak in?"
Miao Chen blinked. "Why not?"
Wu Ji breathed a sigh of relief. This sex is as sexual and naughty as it was then. "Well, I’ll arrange a place for you to live first." Wu left a letter card for Wu Ji, but he was not worried about the lack of money, and Wu also liked Miao Chen, otherwise he wouldn’t let her have sex and bring her back.
"What should I arrange a place to live?" Miao Chen looked up and looked like a koo. "Uncle Wu said you live in a luxury suite, didn’t you? What a wave you live alone."
"That’s fine," Wu Ji shrugged without thinking too much. "Where’s your luggage?"
"The somebody else is sneaking out which have luggage …"
Wu Ji Nye "Okay, go shopping tonight, but don’t you want to study now? It’s Tuesday?"
"No," complained Miao Chen with a frown. "Those boys at school are so annoying."
Don’t bother you just strange Wu Ji thought.
And one more Miao Chen’s life seems to be getting brighter.
Chapter v the struggle for the king
finish
Section DiErErWu Xue Yin copper past
Christmas morning gives people a vague illusion and is foggy.
Light hasn’t been able to pierce the sky yet.
Zhao Taozhe came to the classroom very early, which has been the case recently. Although the morning exercise was cancelled long ago due to the weather and the end of the city league, he developed the habit of getting up early.
There are a few people in the classroom, but Wang Junyao is one of them.
Seeing Zhao Taozhe enter the classroom, she seemed to hesitate for a while and then got up.
"Zhao Taozhe" Zhao Taozhe leng didn’t expect Wang Junyao to take the initiative to talk to himself.
"What’s the matter?"
"I want to talk to you." Wang Junyao’s face is very condensed
"… what can we talk about?" Zhao Taozhe said that Wang Junyao is a pretty girl for him, but he is not Xue Yintong, and he won’t just like someone casually. Wang Junyao is so strange to him that even his friends are nothing. He doesn’t know what Wang Junyao has to say when he comes to talk to him.
"I want to ask something about Xue Yintong," Wang Junyao bit his lip and added, "He confessed to me yesterday."
"I know." Xue Yintong told Zhao Taozhe what happened yesterday in distress situation. "What do you want to ask?"
"I heard that he is very flowery?" Listen to Wang Junyao tone Zhao Taozhe chuckled.
"Have you seen it?" The irony in Zhao Taozhe’s smile is still quite obvious. "I mean, have you seen him with any girl?"
"No" Wang Junyao leng seems to remember that there is really no Xue Yin copper with whom to smell that he always likes to provoke girls.
"That’s it," Zhao Taozhe thought. "In fact, he is just a child’s personality."
"All right" Wang Junyao cocked his head and thought for a moment "Thank you"
Zhao Taozhe felt angry and funny when he thought of Xue Yin-tong. He remembered that Xue Yin-tong had a girl with him, but he always couldn’t remember the girl’s name. Xue Yin-tong’s statement always made him feel dreamy with romance novels, just like he liked to exaggerate. He really didn’t know if Xue Yin-tong really put a girl in his heart like he said. He thought of Xue Yin-tong’s former appearance and Zhao Taozhe felt that the credibility was still quite high.
In fact, think about it. Although Xue Yintong’s family is very good, his childhood life is quite lonely. He has no friends and no dependence.
And for the girl who once depressed Xue Yin copper, this relationship is very simple. Zhao Taozhe also remembers that he simply said a few words-
Xue Yintong has always liked a girl named … Mumu.
From the first day she entered junior high school, she sat alone in the corner in a plaid shirt without saying a word.
Like an angel in a fairy tale who is spotless.
Xue Yin-tong was severely spit out by Zhao Taozhe when he heard this word, but it was a little disappointing to spit out such beautiful words from Xue Yin-tong’s mouth, but Zhao Taozhe gradually listened carefully.
Although Xue Yin-tong knows that this angel is not so perfect, she is a little proud and difficult to approach, but he is also willing to believe that he just likes this girl and likes this simple feeling without any impurities.
When the halo fades, time goes like this.
He likes to watch Mumu talk, like to watch Mumu laugh, like to see what she is doing in every crevice when she looks up or down. Sometimes she looks up and Xue Yintong will panic. Turning her head always seems to be a bit hasty. He doesn’t know if Mumu has noticed. People around him always say that this relationship is fruitless. Xue Yintong says that he never cares.
He never thought about being with Mumu. He said that it was too young at that time, and it was a feeling of whether he loved it or not. It seems that he just went to school every day to see this girl.
Zhao Taozhe remembers that Xue Yintong was like a hedgehog in his own world at that time.
He is always used to humble himself to the dust and be worthless, so that he can bury himself in many sudden sad times and no one can see him.
He remembered that he once confessed to Mumu, and then she said that she didn’t want to think about it yet, and she said that she should spend more time studying.
Xue Yintong said that he used to be the famous crane tail of the class-although Zhao Taozhe keeps saying that he is now, it is different from that. No.7 Middle School is a key middle school, and it is better to lag behind here than in ordinary middle schools.
At that time, Xue Yin-tong nodded inexplicably, so he thought, that’s all. Maybe this relationship can last until the end of junior high school, and when everything comes to an end, he can dust it all off into the best chapter in his memory of become memories.