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"What's your name? "

"I call the baby! "

Jiang yiran's delicate eyebrows curved into a smile.the baby should be a little celebrity." Then how old are you? "

"The baby is three years old." The little boy's pink little face actually had two small dimples. The dimples were not unusual these days. The dimples were more popular. Although the little boy's face was round and round, it was not easy to see. However, when he grew up, his face became thinner and he was also a beautiful young man.

Finding the baby's pear pit, it seemed that the baby was sweet and adorable again. As she spoke, the baby was three years old, and she stretched out four short, fat, white and tender fingers. Jiang yiran was completely adorable!

"Does the baby want to watch cartoons? She did not find anything else that children could entertain in this old house. She had no experience playing games with children.

Jiang yiran couldn' t help but laugh.

The baby nodded and sat on the small bench, watching cartoons on tv.

Domestic cartoon, jiang yiran remembered to take a leave of absence very, but the baby watched with relish, she also tasted a bit of taste.

Hee hee hee, the children are so interesting, really amazing!

Immersed in this beautiful memory, jiang yiran couldn' t help but listen to the opening song a few more times.

"Singing in the desert, eh, this song costs money. "After hesitating for a while, jiang yiran didn' t open it.anyway, she had a better impression of the opening song!

The magic power of dragging children. "Ah shui, I haven' t seen you lately. In the past, when zhu shui went to her classroom to look for her, she was used to it. However, this time, zhu shui did not come. For some unknown reason, she felt her heart empty, as if there was something missing. After gym class, he saw a girl in a daze under a tree. It was zhu shui. He quickly went over and asked.

Zhu shui rested her chin on her palms and sat there quietly. Her soft hair danced in the breeze, and the weather was a little cold. Zhu shui was wearing a long sleeved blouse with a cute cat pattern. Her entire body exuded a soft aura.

It warms the hearts of passers-by and awakens the softest places in everyone's heart.

"I' ve been busy with my studies recently. I' m only a junior in high school. I' m under a lot of pressure every day. I don' t even have time to watch tv anymore. I don' t even have time to watch it on weekends. My tv is going to become a setup." "

Zhu shui loved watching tv and was almost infatuated with jiang yiran. The television has given up, it seems to be really tired of learning.

"That's true. I always kowtow and kowtow in the third quarter of class every day. I often yawn and yawn repeatedly. I' m afraid I haven' t graduated yet. My dark circles are even bigger than the panda's!" "

"You' ve raised your price again. You' re not as big as a panda. At most, you' re just a black eye of a pug." "Zhu shui burst out laughing, dancing and painting.

The two of them were crazy, and another slender lady instantly silenced zhu shui. It was zhu shui's opponent and jiang yiran's representative of the math class, yang bei. She held a book in her hands and floated past jiang yiran and zhu shui.

To be fair, jiang yiran and yang bei were both slim beauties, but yang bei had a more ladylike temperament and was able to talk and laugh, while jiang yiran was more classic and exuded a classical and simple aura from the inside to the outside.

Jiang yiran smiled at yang bei, but yang bei walked past them like a proud swan, like a gust of wind.

"Don't act so haughty, like an ugly duckling! "Said zhu, in a small voice, which happened to reach the ears of yang bei.

Yang bei stopped in his tracks." Ugly duckling can become a white swan, but the person who calls himself a white swan is not a real white swan. Is it ... Sad?" "She curled her lips and her eyes glowed with evil light.

"You! "Zhu shui stood up and looked directly at yang bei. Her height made her look weaker. Jiang yiran didn' t understand that zhu shui had always been magnanimous, so she wouldn' t have stood up and quarreled with others just for such a sentence.furthermore, she was the one who provoked her and was retaliated.she didn' t have the time to think too much and quickly grabbed zhu shui and walked towards the gym.

"Let go of me, and I must speak to her. Who is she? I am a white swan and an ugly duckling. What does it have to do with her? "Cried the vermillion, with no image to speak of.

Zhu shui, I regret not taking a mirror to show you how ferocious you are. Or is this what you really look like? In the past, 80 % ..." Yang bei leaned on his height and slowly walked over. He was very close to zhu shui. 9 whispered in her ear," it's probably just an act. "

Zhu shui's hands broke free from jiang yiran, mixed with the wind to yang bei's face. Slap! There was a crisp sound, and five red fingerprints were imprinted on jiang yiran's fair face.yang bei and zhu shui looked at her in shock, but between the lightning and the flint, both of them stood up with their flags.

"Ah shui, although I don' t know what's going on with you, you might really have your own reasons. If you don' t want to tell me, I won' t force you to say it. I just hope that you' re still that beautiful and lovely girl from before, playing with me every day playfully, not knowing who I am. "

Zhu shui remained silent, and yang bei instantly regained his calmness. Jiang yiran was so sad and difficult to walk.

Perhaps what she understood was the girl's apparent kindness and willingness to help others, as if she had buried her head in the sand like an ostrich in front of strangers, hiding her deep sadness.

"Your friend has a conflict with you. You two are on good terms with each other. I don' t ... You don' t feel it." "Yang bei's quiet tone made the blood curd." It seems that you are really not a good friend! "

She snorted coldly.

Jiang yiran went to the infirmary to buy a sick mask, and the fingerprints on her face were well covered, but even if it didn' t show any signs, it didn' t mean that it didn' t exist.

Just like jiang yiran and zhu shui, jiang yiran was sensitive to the fact that something had changed between the two of them.

One was deliberately hiding it, and the other was deliberately not asking. If the gap between them was only the size of a gap, then the gap would now flow over time and become a gap, filled with green bitter water, waiting to break the embankment at any time.

Yang bei's appearance prompted an opportunity to appear. Jiang yiran was really angry. Ever since the sixth grade, she had never been angry with zhu shui. Many people praise her good temper, but she will complain, and zhu shui has never been the object of complaint, she has been listening to the object.

The bitterness spread throughout her body, and jiang yiran resisted the urge to keep her tears from flowing out.

There was no one in the classroom, and the school ordered pe classes to be either for everyone or for everyone to study in the classroom. Jiang yiran was glad that no one was there, because her face was streaked with tears, like a sharp blade that cut into her face, causing pain that she could not bear and could not bear.

The classroom was quiet and the clock was ticking. Suddenly, footsteps came. She continued to lie down and ignored them.