Devil’s Warmth

"Jinglebells, jinglebellsjinglealltheway ..."

A Christmas tree was set up in front of the sixth middle store, and Christmas songs were being displayed in the shop. With Christmas lights flashing and Santa's socks flashing, Li Fangqun disagreed: "Chinese, what kind of foreign festival? What kind of words do you get in the flowers? It's called Chong Yangmei to know our generation. ? "

There was a laugh in the classroom.

Li Fangqun also laughed: "Maybe it's really your teacher, I'm old-fashioned, older, I don't understand you little young people. Your English teachers are young and trendy, and they should like this festival."

The English teacher in the occupied class stated that she was wronged.

Chen Feifei looked at Beiyao's drawer in amazement during the self-study in the first quarter of next week: "My God, Yaoyao, how many greeting cards did you receive!"

She has a good voice. Many students in the class watched it and then laughed.

Beiyao said embarrassingly, "Fifi, please keep quiet."

A thin Christmas card, too thick, piled ten books high. From high school to high school, from boys to girls. Everyone likes Beiyao so much that at such a festival that can send greeting cards brightly, Beiyao's desks are full.

Some greeting cards are exquisitely made. It is said that they cost a dozen dollars. Music can be opened when unpacked, and some are three-dimensional.

Wu Mo glanced obliquely, and clipped the three greeting cards she received into the book. Compared with others, her three are like nine cows.

Chen Feifei was both amazed and envious: "If only I could receive so many greeting cards."

Bei Yao buried her head in writing the gift.

Reciprocity is fundamental, it is impossible to accept someone's greeting card without showing. After buying clothes for Bei Jun last time, all her pocket money was used to buy greeting cards. It is not expensive, it is a piece of money. Beiyao wrote a greeting card to every lovely girl and went back.

Although her greeting card is not expensive, her congratulations are attentive and everyone's blessing is unique.

As for the boys, they must not be returned. If they are sent, it will be awful. No matter who they are sent to, the **** scandal of the school ’s early love on campus should fly by tomorrow.

One of the greeting cards is from Fang Minjun.

Fang Minjun was in the eighth class, and his grades were quite good.

There was no halo of Chang Xue this year. Fang Minjun lived peacefully on his own, but was much happier. The youngest puppets have turned into a heavy snowfall.

Bei Yao wrote the greeting card in turn, leaving one more, which she planned to write to Pei Chuan.

However, the last kiss made the girl's heart so shy that this greeting card was blank after all the people had written it.

Tonight is an English teacher's self-study. Because the English teacher has a problem at home, the class teacher Li Fangqun took one lesson, and the physics teacher took another. During the third evening self-study, the English class representative quietly announced: "The English teacher is not coming tonight. Let's have a happy Christmas!"

There was a depressing cheer in the classroom, and the luck of class six was really good.

Qingshi also seized the opportunity to make money and specially organized a Christmas theme party.

Unlike the small Christmas tree in the sixth middle store, Qingshi doesn't know where to get a big pine tree. The stars are dotted on it, as if the stars have fallen into the dust, which is very luxurious and beautiful.

It was Saturday night and the holiday was tomorrow, and the students either sneaked out or were upright.

Together with Chen Feifei, Beiyao also came to the world to watch the fun.

In her school uniform pocket, she carried the greeting card without a word.

Chen Feifei said, "Drop a little bit, this tree is more valuable. Are the gifts and gift boxes hanging on it real?"

Bei Yao then looked up.

The colored lights are looming, the sky is filled with a large swath of fake snowflakes, the real snowflakes are flying in the lights, and the beauty becomes a painting.

Pei Chuan is looking at her in the painting.

Bei Yao's roommate held her hand, and the girl's freshness and cuteness brought the world to life.

Pei Chuan lit a cigarette, and Jinyang Yang was picking a gift from the tree.

This is something that cheap rich people dare to do-pick it up and take it for three times the price.

A girl who took off her school uniform came over: "Pei Chuan."

Pei Chuan looked away from Bei Yao. He leaned under the tree, his eyes were cold, and he was close to him, which had the meaning of cold winter night.

Wu Mo said, "Coincidentally, I met you here. Merry Christmas, can you accept my greeting card?"

Pei Chuan's black pupil is lacquered, without emotion.

Wu Mo gathered courage, and her voice was a little louder, saying, "I, I don't mind your previous rumors, and family history. It doesn't matter if you don't have money, I really appreciate you very much."

Pei Chuan sneered softly.

Wu Mo was puzzled. Last time the school was spreading that Pei Chuan was not a particularly rich man. His family was just a well-off family and even a step-sister. Wu Mo was very shocked when she heard the news at first, and was still a little disappointed in her heart. It turned out that she was not a rich second generation.

But then she thought, at this time Pei Chuan would definitely need someone to accompany. If she did not mind the rumors, would he be very moved?

Wu Mo thought so, and just happened to see Pei Chuan smoking in a corner where the lights couldn't shine, and came over.

Pei Chuan said, "Like me?"

Wu Mo's face turned red all of a sudden. She knew that Pei Chuan was speaking directly, but in this way ... it was also very embarrassing. She nodded. "I mean it."

Pei Chuan's smile faded away suddenly: "So, were you kidding me last time?"

He deliberately motivated him to mind Han Zhen and revealed false information. Bei Yao was moved by Han Zhen's heart.

Wu Mo did not expect that Pei Chuan could guess the key point in a few words. She turned pale: "No, no, Bei Yao, she really likes Han Zhen, she told me personally. Isn't it Christmas today? She also received a gift from Han Zhen. I didn't lie to you. "

Pei Chuan's eyes were dark: "Shut up, who she likes, and who likes her, it doesn't matter to me."

Wu Mo couldn't figure out what he meant.

However, Pei Chuan hated this woman very much. He was so mean and likes to be cautious, and only Ding Wenxiang saw it.

"Reach out."

Wu Mo throbbed and stretched out her hand.

Pei Chuan's forefinger flicked, and Mars' ashes fell on her palm, making Wu Mo scream.

"you you……"

Pei Chuan said, "Get off, don't bother me."

Wu Mo was a little afraid of him, but felt that this man was different from Ding Wenxiang's original composition, with a special temperament and a different kind of temptation. She said with red eyes, "I'm sincere."

Pei Chuan was impatient: "Cheng, eat the cigarette butts, I believe you."

The fire was shining, and the teenager's pupils were cold. Wu Mo said, "Even if you really like it, how could anyone be willing to swallow it?"

Pei Chuan didn't say a word, and there was no smile in his eyes.

How could it be, how could nobody be willing.

At least another person made an excessive request, and he would do it.

Wu Mo didn't dare to mess with him when he saw that he was in a bad mood and ran away.

Not far away, Bei Yao pursed her lips, and she unhappyly drummed her cheeks. Zheng Hang said, "This is for you. Is your name Bei Yao?"

Bei Yao sat on the stone steps and watched Wu Mo leave Pei Chuan.

She couldn't hear what they said, but it made people's hearts dumb for no reason.

Hearing Zheng Hang, she turned her head.

Porcelain white face is so pure, with a little girl's innocence and moving, her eyes are a twinkling star light. It was picked from the Christmas tree.

Beiyao shook her head: "Thank you, I don't want this."

Chen Feifei liked the star lights very much, but Bei Yao refused, and it was not for herself, so she looked eagerly, but did not speak.

Zheng Hang saw Beya's eyes, but he was very generous: "Do you like this lamp? Here you are."

Chen Feifei was very happy: "Thank you!" After all, she was a bit embarrassed when she accepted the things from others.

Zheng Hang said: "You're welcome. What is the reason to meet, do you still have a favorite lamp?"

Chen Feifei turned his head, only to find that Beiyao was missing.

Bei Yao bypassed the low lights and patted the snow on her hair. Her hand was in her pocket, and the greeting card was very hot.

Bei Yao was upset at the scene she just saw, and she didn't know what emotion she was.

It's as if you suddenly find that someone you don't like is always close to the person you care about. It makes people feel bored, but they can't vent their confusion.

She walked towards the corner, her nose smelling a light smoke.

She walked in, away from the noisy crowd. It's very dark here, but when you look up, you can see the juvenile cold silhouette.

Pei Chuan lowered her eyes and met her bright eyes at night.

In such a dim place, her pair of Xing'er eyes were as bright as Chen Xing and water grapes.

This is the first time the two have met since kissing last time.

He leaned so close to her, his left hand holding the cigarette hanging down.

The bright spot will be particularly obvious in the dark, his hands tightened, and the cigarette was silently extinguished with his fingertips.

The two were speechless for a moment.

Bei Yao is because of shyness and anger, and Pei Chuan is ...

She was small, but she was standing at the exit of the tree in the corner.

Pei Chuan knew that he was uncomfortable with the smell of cigarettes. He frowned. "Jean."

Listen! What a nasty tone!

The little hand in her pocket squeezed the greeting card. Don't want to give it to him.

She stood still, grieved and dazed.

Pei Chuan looked at her, and it was inevitable that there would be ripples in her heart, bitter and sweet intertwined, it seemed to make people die in such extreme emotions.

His voice was dumb, but he didn't know he was unconsciously lowered a few keys: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Bei Yao's cheeks slowly turned red.

Ah ... she didn't seem to have anything to do with it. She had thought that if she could meet Pei Chuan, she would give him the greeting card. If you can't meet Pei Chuan, then forget it.

But when I saw Wu Mo, the stuffiness of the autumn marathon came again.

Did n’t she tell Pei Chuan that Wu Mo was bad?

Bei Yao was actually curious. I kissed you at the hospital that day. How do you feel? Is it true online? Gently kiss, it makes the hormone burst, feel excited to die?

Pei Chuan couldn't see her reddish cheeks, only the pretty outlines, and the clear and wet eyes in the dark, which caused a lot of pain.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Bei Yao whispered, "I'm not comfortable ..."

He frowned subconsciously: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

In my heart, weird.

However, she knew subconsciously that it didn't seem to speak well.

If she really likes Pei Chuan a bit, does he like her? Would she hate her stupid stupid thing that day?

She said, "Well ... dizzy."

Pei Chuan's lips were bitter and bitter in his heart. This is someone's baby. He promised his parents to stay away from her only yesterday, so don't let the baby get dirty, but when he saw her coming today, he couldn't help raising a small hope.

He just wanted to talk to her, not extravagantly.

Beiyao took the courage to break the boat and murmured, "Can I rely on it?"

She inferred from each other, took a step forward, and nervously tried to lean her small head against his chest.

Only so high, there is no way.

The night was very quiet. The heavy snow fell on the evergreen branches and leaves, and the girl under the tree leaned gently against his chest.

Almost instantly, the boy's muscles were tightened, as if he had been fixed by magic, he couldn't move.

Below her place was his ribs and his heart.

He had two hands, one still wrapped in a bandage, and the other with a cigarette butt, letting her lean stiffly.

She must have heard his violent heartbeat?

It was strange that the teenager's chest was warm. He was a bad-tempered person, but his temperature was always high. The girl leaned her head against his arms and quietly felt his heartbeat.

But to her surprise, his heartbeat could no longer be described by frequency, but it intensified little by little and became powerful enough to tremble.

After it was over, Bei Yao was a little helpless, and really shocked her mind.

He was muscular and shy, making her ears red.

Pei Chuan gritted his teeth. Anyway, I remember what yesterday promised Aunt Zhao. Regardless of their friendship for more than a decade, they clearly gave him the property and asked him to let go of their daughter.

He said, "Are you better?"

The girl said timidly: "No, it seems to be faint."

Pei Chuan collapsed for a moment.

How Aunt Zhao taught her baby!