If you miss it, don't let Sheng Siqi take advantage of it! Put away his mobile phone, Mu Hao decided to meet Mu Linjiang and see what he was going to say The luggage has been packed. Sheng Yihuan stared at the three suitcases full. On one side, xiaorou chirped excitedly, "I've checked the restaurants with the highest scores around. You see, this must be delicious. When I see the picture, the saliva will flow down. I haven't eaten anything abroad these years. Pity my mouth!" Sheng Yihuan was helpless and looked at her. "If you eat all the things you want to eat, you won't be ten pounds or two pounds back!" Xiaorou sticks out her tongue, "sister Yihuan, haven't you heard a word that makes life happy and you have to eat when you want to eat."“ What poem is this? " Sheng Yihuan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. If the author of this poem is still alive, it is estimated that he will be knocked on the coffin by xiaorou“ This is my own poem. " Xiaorou put down her things and went to Sheng Yihuan. She asked curiously, "by the way, sister Yihuan, I have been asking a question for so long. Why do you want to come abroad?" Sheng Yihuan's body was stiff, and his facial expression was obviously different from ordinary, "... It was because he felt that there was development abroad and wanted to learn more design concepts." Sheng Yihuan lowered his head and seemed to be looking at the list in his hand, but his mind was blank. Xiaorou has been with her for a year. She has never mentioned anything. She doesn't want to touch the wound. Sometimes she feels extremely guilty when she touches her belly inadvertently, and her feelings for Li Shimo become very complex... Not to mention love, not to mention hate, but she is sure that she is still different from him“ I can't imagine that you love design so much. Every time I wonder, you can't go out in front of the design for several days. If I were you, I would suffocate. " Xiaorou is a straight hearted person and doesn't have much thought, so she doesn't notice the difference between Sheng Yihuan and herself. "My mother has to let me learn design. I hate it!"“ What do you like? " Sheng Yihuan wants to change the subject and doesn't want to talk about returning home“ I want to draw, but not design. " Xiaorou blinked, as if recalling something in the past, "I want to draw the person I like in my heart." Sheng Yihuan paused, "can't it be... Li Shimo?"“ Of course not! I have a star chasing attitude towards Li Shimo, and I like the boy in my heart. " Sheng Yihuan raised his eyebrows and felt that the topic was a little new. After all, she had never heard Xiao Rou say anything about the boy. You know, she has a strong curiosity and a big horn. How can she hide one thing for so long? I don't even know“ Oh, it's been a long time anyway. I can't find him now. It's just a joke when I was young. " Xiaorou raised her hand, but there was a little more blush on her cheek“ Do you know his name? "“ Well, his last name is Zheng Sihan. He is my senior in high school. He used to play on the school playground. Every time I ran to see it. Sometimes I even had to skip classes. I didn't want to miss any game. " This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.

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